Chapter 17 The New Girl
She followed after Mia, arranging the plates one by one.
After setting the table, Mia took one of the trays and pulled Isabella.
“This is where you stand as he eats! He'll tell you if he needs anything!”, Mia whispered as she waited for Isabella to say something.
“Okay!”, Isabella said, also whispering.
“Good luck!”, Mia said to her as she left the room.
Isabella wondered why Mia would be telling her ‘good luck’.
However, it made her even more nervous because she didn't know what to expect.
She started to think about the worst things possible again as she stood a few distance from the dining table.
It started to look like The Don wasn't going to come out, thus, she scanned the room properly this time.
She was too afraid to approach the artworks the room was decorated with, the fear of The Don catching her snooping outweighing her desire to admire the artworks.
‘These are beautiful!’, Isabella thought, The Don's delay dissolving the feeling of fear she felt.
That feeling soon returned as soon as she heard a door slamming gently.
She turned towards the sound of the door with wide eyes!
“He's coming!”, Isabella whispered to herself as she resumed the position she was supposed to occupy.
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Luciano came out of his room clad in a black joggers and black slides.
He remained shirtless, his bare chest scattered with black ink.
His hair remained partially wet as he had cleaned it with a towel to the best of his ability.
Isabella realized he had been taking a shower.
She started to wonder if that was the reason he came in that she didn't notice.
‘Maybe he had blood on him!’, Isabella thought as she bowed her head, her hands at her back.
Closing the door behind him, Luciano quickly sent a text before putting his phone to sleep.
He slid the phone to his pocket, raising his head to see food served on the dining table.
“Good!”, he said to himself, loud enough for Isabella to hear.
Isabella heard him walk towards one of the chairs on the dining table, taking a seat to feast on the array of dishes served in front of him.
Luciano turned towards Mia who stood by the wall, a normal routine just in case he needed anything.
Except, it wasn't Mia who stood by the wall. It was the new girl from the Morales family, it was Isabella.
He wondered why he hadn't questioned the black hair in a bun.
He turned fully towards her, his eyes taking in her appearance as it had been quite a while he had seen her.
Isabella could literally feel his eyes staring at her, however, she was too scared to confirm that suspicion.
Luciano looked at her, taking her appearance in. He felt a slight inconvenience not seeing her face, thus, he did something he never did with Mia.
“Why do you look so stiff?!”, Luciano asked Isabella, who seemed rather shocked that he would say anything to her.
“Nothing, nothing sir!”, Isabella answered as she raised her head.
“Oh my God!”, Isabella said as she immediately turned her whole body to face the wall.
Raising her head, Isabella was rather stunned to see Luciano's hair wet and his tattooed upper body on display.
Heat rushed to her cheeks as she closed her eyes tightly.
Amused, Luciano was intent to get multiple reactions out of her.
However, he wouldn't let her know she amused him.
“Take a seat!”, Luciano commanded.
“Sir, I, I'm okay with standing like this!”, Isabella said gently, like it could convince Luciano.
“I said take a seat!”, Luciano repeated in a lower tone, sending chills down Isabella's spine.
“Yes, yes sir!”, Isabella answered as she turned.
She looked up, surprised to see Luciano's eyes watching her like a hawk.
She took slow steps from the seat farthest from him, sitting at the very edge of the chair.
Her reaction to seeing his bare chest was something Luciano wanted more of, and there and then, he decided to use her as his form of entertainment in every way possible.
Isabella stared carefully at everything in the room except where Luciano was seated.
The man’s green eyes looked like he judged her, and she didn't want any of that.
She heard how gentle Luciano was with serving himself, eating his food and packing the plates.
“I'm full!”, Luciano said after a while.
“Yes, yes sir!”, Isabella said as she stood up.
Luciano watched as she approached him, however, he was shocked to see she went back to where she sat to tuck the chair she was seated on earlier.
He watched as she came to stand beside him, taking in her appearance as she came to pick the plates beside him.
He brought out his phone, pretending to be busy with something else. However, breathing her in, Luciano thought of how he was going to do everything but release her back to her family.
He watched her back as she left the room.
His green eyes watched as she closed the door behind her before he turned and looked at where she sat.
He definitely was amused !
Isabella wasn't Mia!
He went back into the bedroom, going back to work.
The meeting with Mr De Luca was right around the corner, and he needed to be prepared.
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Isabella breathed in relief as she closed the door behind her.
It was rather easy to get back to the kitchen considering she hadn't been in said part of the mansion before.
Isabella entered the kitchen, Mia on the kitchen Island having lunch.
“Welcome!”, Mia said as she swallowed the food she was munching.
“How was it? How did it go?!”, Mia asked Isabella as she gently put the plates in the sink.
“It was okay!”, Isabella answered.
“I told you!”, Mia said.
“It's that easy?!”, Isabella asked as she took a seat beside Mia.
“Yes it is!”, Mia answered.
She continued, “This is rather good you see! Once you find that easy, cleaning his room should be easy!”
Comprehending her sentence, Isabella turned to her, “what?!”