Chapter 183 Isabella Man

Chapter 183 Isabella Man
Varos POV

My sister was the most annoying brat on the planet. She infuriated me as much as she demanded my respect but I loved her so much and would do anything for her, so the second her name was mentioned, I was scared on a
whole new level. “Remember Dante? The popular sniper”

Like I’d ever forget seeing my enemy’s son.

“Yes…”

“Your sister is seeing him.”

“Seeing him how…?” There was no way she was dating him because that was preposterous.

“Dating him,” my father said. “Seriously dating him.”

I heard every single word, but my body rejected the sentence. My spitfire sister was sleeping with the son of the man who’d damaged our lives? “Are you sure?”

Isabella was too smart to do something like that. She was too stubborn, like the rest of the Conti. “That just doesn’t sound right.”

He nodded. “I’m sure. She told me she loves him…”

My fingers slackened, and I almost dropped my glass. “What?”

He nodded again. “I knew she’d been seeing someone for a while, but she never introduced him to us. Your mom talked to her about it a few times and knew she was intensely in love with someone.

I told Isabella I wanted to meet him, reminded her that she’s old enough to introduce me to a man she loves and that’s who she introduced me to…Dante Moretti.”

I rubbed my temple. “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me....that fucking asshole? What the hell is she thinking?”

He held up his hand to silence me. “It’s shitty and I agree but I’ve talked to her about it a lot and even met with him a lot.”

“You came face-to-face with him?” I asked incredulously. “And he’s still alive?”

My father smirked. “He’s been trying to get my approval. I’ve seen him a few times for dinner and what not. He’s assured me he means no harm to us. He genuinely loves Isabella and if I don’t accept him, he won’t come between us and Isabella…he’ll walk away.”

This was the last thing I expected to hear. “You think he meant it?”

He nodded. “Seems like it because he’s talked to me one-on-one. He’s come into my home, handed me a loaded shotgun, and handcuffed himself to a chair to prove himself to me. Now he’s helping out at the winery, trying to spend time with me so I can see who he is…”

I still couldn’t wrap my mind around this. “This has been going on the entire time?”

“I thought I was going to get rid of him in a few days…but he’s still here, he’s like a damn cockroach that just won’t die.”

He finally took a drink, immediately clenching his jaw once the booze was down his throat.

“Why haven’t you ordered him to stop seeing her?” That sounded like the best solution especially when Dante said he would back off if my father didn’t approve. So that was all he had to do.

“Because…” He stared into his glass as he swirled it, the stress written all over his face.

No matter what obstacle he faced, he was always fearless and he kept calm under dire situations, and even when bullets were flying, he was in control but now, the worry was in all his features. “Isabella asked me to try to accept him and she asked for a real chance because she loves him and knows I love her enough that I don’t want to hurt her. So…I guess I’m trying.”

“His father killed my aunt,” I snapped. “No, you don’t have to try, Father.”

He raised his hand again. “I understand how you feel and It’s the way I’ve felt for the past few weeks. I’ve said some very unkind things to Isabella that I shouldn’t have said…because I resent her for putting us in this situation and I
don’t like him, but it’s hard to imagine a time when I’ll ever like him, ever trust him.”

“Then end it,” I said. “Or I’ll kill him for you....for all of us.”

“Not so simple,” he said.

“Father, it is simple. Isabella deserves someone better and don’t ever tell her I said this, but she’s fucking incredible. She deserves a good man.”

“I agree,” he said with a sigh. “But he’s the man she wants… unfortunately.”

“She’ll find someone else.”

My father set his glass down. “Their relationship is intense… and I can see it
between them. It makes me hate him even more, that he won my daughter over so completely but the worst part is…” He grabbed his glass again and took a deep drink, prolonging the inevitable. He licked his lips when he was finished and set down his glass. “I think he really loves her.”

It was hard to believe a man like that could love someone. He came from a cruel father, and he was at the Underground for a reason but I didn’t want a man of the shadows for my sister.

“I’ve seen them together.” His eyes formed a haze as he thought of a memory. “I’ve seen the way he treats her when no one is watching and I don’t think it’s an act…I think it’s real.”

I couldn’t picture this relationship and I couldn’t picture my sister loving a man like that, It didn’t seem possible and it went against nature.

“Even if it is, you can still end it but she’ll hate you for a while, and not forever.”

“This is the thing about having children.” He refilled his glass. “I should tell you this since you’ll be a father soon. No matter how old they are…you want them to be happy and despite my reservations and my hatred for him…
which is very intense…I see the way he makes her happy because of that reason, I may accept him. I’ll never like him. I’ll never trust him but…I think I should try to give Isabella what she wants.”

I couldn’t believe my father actually said those words. Isabella was his only daughter, and he was far more protective of her than he’d ever been of me.

“So, I think I’m going to try to get to know him better, to stop insulting him, and to see the man Isabella has fallen in love with. Honestly, I’ve never really tried. I’ve only made him feel as unwelcome as possible. He’s never pretended to be something that he’s not, and he’s very transparent about who he is…which makes me respect him. He also told me that I was hypocritical for not accepting him, considering your uncle and I aren’t exactly the most noble people…and he’s right.”