Chapter 100: JUST ADMIT IT!

"None! Just let me go, Leonardo!" Isabella yelled at him as she tried to move away along the wall in the opposite direction.

However, Leonardo promptly blocked her path by placing his other hand against the wall, thwarting her escape. "Do you think I would let you go so easily without punishing you for your mistake?" he asked, licking his lips hungrily as he stared down at her intensely.

"Sir, if you don't..." Isabella's voice trailed off as she struggled to speak under the weight of his penetrating gaze, which only made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Don't even dare to scream, Isabella; the door is soundproof, so no one will hear you," Leonardo said, seemingly aware of what she might consider doing.

Isabella felt a surge of fear, her stomach fluttering nervously. She couldn't comprehend why her body found something intriguing or exciting about him when he was blatantly trying to harass her inappropriately. "I'll pay for the damage. How much is it?" she asked, but Leonardo responded with a dark chuckle.

His command was direct and alarming. "Take off your pants Isabella," Leonardo ordered, his tone leaving Isabella visibly shocked.

Isabella was clearly taken aback by his request; her shock was evident in her response. "What!?" Isabella exclaimed, startled.

"I won't repeat myself again, Isabella! I said, Take off your pants!" Leonardo demanded once more, his tone firm.

"No! Why?" Isabella refused, perplexed by his demand and wondering about his intentions.

"If you don't want to get fired and leave here without going to jail, then do it," Leonardo threatened.

"No," Isabella firmly resisted, her thoughts swirling about the disturbing intent behind his demand. She wondered what he wanted to do with her pants.

"I could sue you for seduction because it's against the company policy, and I hope you're aware of that," Leonardo sneered with a devilish smirk on his face, trying to intimidate her.

"And I can sue you for harassment!" Isabella shot back, standing her ground against his threatening demands.

"Sue me for—" He stopped mid-sentence and scoffed as he realized what she just said. "Oh, so you're taking a stand on this?" Leonardo asked.

Looking up at him, Isabella summoned her courage and made a bold plea: "Please, kindly delete the picture from your phone and let me go. We can then pretend or forget this ever happened."

"You want me to delete..." Leonardo retrieved his phone from his pocket, unlocked it, and examined the photo of her boobs in his phone. "This photo?" He trailed off, his breathing becoming heavy as he viewed the photo. He felt a surge of arousal once more as he kept staring at the photo. "You can't be serious."

Isabella's heart raced wildly with anxiety as she considered seizing the phone from him. If she needed to act, she had to do it swiftly.

With her heart pounding furiously, Isabella sharply reached out and yanked the phone from Leonardo's grip.

"Fuck, give me the phone, Isabella!!" Leonardo demanded angrily, caught off guard by her actions.

Thrusting the phone behind her back, out of his reach, Isabella made her conditions clear. "Let me go first, and then I will give you back your phone," she asserted.

Leonardo lets out a loud chuckle and taunts, "Is that so~?" Smirking down at her, he leaned closer, pressing himself firmly against her. "You're just giving me more evidence for you to go to jail."

Despite feeling helpless, she stood her ground, refusing to comply. "I don't care; just please let me go," Isabella pleaded, her voice barely audible, feeling frightened and highly intimidated by him.

"And why would I do that?" He questioned her, his hand slipping down around her waist. "Do you honestly think I'd allow you leave without having my way with you?" His grip tightens ever so slightly as he pulls her body up to him, coercing her to lean in against him.

Isabella gasped, jerking away from his sudden movement. Nervousness surged through her, her heart racing and her legs trembling from the intense heat building between them. Looking up at him, his face mere inches away, she could sense his breath. 'Screaming perfect.'

"Isa..." Leonardo murmured her name in a chilling whisper, sending shivers down her spine. His smile transformed into a smirk as he drew her even closer, pressing her tightly right up against him that he could feel the softness of her boobs.

Tracing his finger over her shoulder, he held her close, moving his mouth near hers. "You have no idea what I'm doing to you, do you?" His voice softened as he spoke.

Isabella let out a breathless gasp, her mind racing with anticipation. 'Is he going to kiss me?' she pondered.

Suddenly, she felt something being snatched from her hand, snapping her out of her thoughts. "What did you do?" she questioned, shoving him away and backing against the wall.

Glancing down at her hand, she realized he had taken the phone from her and was now smirking wickedly like the tormenting devil he is.

"You're not who I thought you were," Leonardo remarked, tucking the phone into his pocket before leaning in closer to her.

"Stay away from me, Leonardo!" Isabella shouted, her voice echoing loudly enough to resonate throughout the entire building.

Leonardo scoffed, showing no fear in response to her threat. "Or else you will do what?" he challenged, steadily walking closer to her until his body was firmly pressed against hers. He grinned and pushed even closer, causing her to feel very uncomfortable.

Isabella placed her two hands right between them, firmly against his chest, stopping him from coming any closer. "Let me go, Leonardo!!" she demanded, pressing her hand against him, trying to forcefully push him away, but he didn't budge. She began a feeble struggle, pounding her fists against his chest with all her strength and shouting loudly for help, desperately seeking an escape from his grasp.

He tilted his head to face her and let out a scoff, exasperated by her persistent screams. He seized her wrists forcefully and pinned her against the wall. "Shut the fuck up, Isabella!" he growled dangerously, causing her to instantly fall silent. "Do you even realize who owns you now?" He leaned closer to her, his face inches away from hers. "If this gets out, you'll be the one behind bars and also the laughingstock of the city," Leonardo sneered maliciously.

"But I've already told you, Leonardo, it was a mistake and wasn’t meant for you," Isabella explained, attempting to clarify the situation to him.

Leonardo shook his head, dismissing her explanation. "Whether it was intended for me or not, it doesn't really matter right now." His gaze narrowed as he locked eyes with her. "And why weren't you completely undressed when you took it? If you were going to seduce a man, you’d have to provide all the full details."

"Leonardo, please let me go, and I promise this won't happen again," Isabella pleaded, her voice cracking as tears welled up in her eyes.

He chuckled, maintaining his intense stare while keeping a grip on her wrists. "I offered you a choice, Isabella; it's up to you to decide," Leonardo stated calmly, patiently awaiting her response.

Isabella felt trapped; her mind was focused solely on finding an escape. She struggled to pull away from him, desperately seeking a way out.

Leonardo grinned, pushing her against the wall and staring intently down at her. "Just admit it, Isabella," he demanded.

Confused, she looked up at him. "Admit to what?" Isabella inquired.

Leonardo smirked once more, leaning in closer. "Say how much you desire me, Isa," Leonardo whispered into her ear, tilting his head and moving down to her neck. "Just say you want me to fuck you so hard till you scream my name," he murmured, lightly nibbling her skin.

Isabella felt tingles all over her body, her lips slightly parted open, and her eyes began to close slightly. Despite how much effect he was having on her, she resisted. "I don't want you, Leonardo," she curtly replied in a low tone. She wouldn't let his charm work on her like it did before.

Leonardo released her wrist from his grasp, stepping back with a face flushed red with anger. "And why is that, Isabella? Do you think I'm not up to your standards? Like my brother?" he questioned, prompting Isabella to roll her eyes.

"Sir, I don't want anything to do with you!" Isabella retorted.

Leonardo believed women like her preferred men based on their size, so he needed to use that to make her desire him while he was dying to have her too. “I have a huge dick, Isabella. Touch it, you whore," Leonardo demanded, seizing her hand and trying to force it towards his pants to make her feel his hardon.

"I'm not a whore, sir; let go of me, Leonardo!" Isabella yelled, swiftly retracting her hand forcefully away from his grip before it could reach his pants.

"Fine, then. I'll have to involve the police since you're playing the innocent card," Leonardo declared, emphasizing the seriousness of his threat by reaching into his pocket.

"And then I will have to explain that all this is a mistake."

"Fuck!" He growled in frustration, his patience wearing thin, finding her just too stubborn for him. It was so infuriating. He retrieved his phone, accessed his gallery, and played a clip. Turning the phone towards Isabella, he displayed the video to her. "Do you in any way remember this? You wouldn't want this going viral online, would you?" he questioned, causing her eyes to widen in shock. It was a video of her and Matteo engaging in a sexual act at night.

“Just how the hell did he have that clip?” Isabella’s mind pondered in fear.