DON’T TEST MY PATIENCE

ISABELLA

I walked into the room assigned to me, my heart still racing from the events that had just transpired. 

I slid down the door, my back against the cold wood, and hit the ground with a soft thud. 

My heart was still thumping in my chest, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in the pit of my stomach.

I pulled out my phone from my secret pocket and dialed my friend's contact. She answered on the first ring. 

"Hey... I have been waiting for your call," she said, her voice laced with concern.

I recalled how Lorenzo had asked for her pistol, and I needed to warn her about going closer to my belongings. 

His threat still played in my head, if he could shoot his assistant that way, he wouldn't think twice to hurt Camila.

"Camilla," my voice trembled, and I could feel her instantly worried tone.

"What's wrong? You want me to come over there," she said, her voice urgent. I smiled in relief, she had always been my savior.

"No," I replied quickly, "You can't come here, and please, don't go close to my bag." I pleaded, trying to keep my voice down.

"Don't go close to your bag?" she asked, her tone curious. "What do you mean? We have no secrets from each other."

I took a deep breath, trying to explain. "Just trust me on this one, okay? Please, just stay away from my bag."

Camilla sighed on the other end of the line. "Where are you now?" she asked, her tone softening.

"I am in the room given to me," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.

She scoffed irritably. "What? It's your wedding night!"

I squinted my gaze, feeling a surge of irritation. "So?"

Camilla's voice was firm. "You need to trick him into thinking you're beginning to fall for him. Give it your all, be in his arms tonight, no matter what."

I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. "Fuck! I couldn't even get you a wedding gift," she muttered.

Camilla's voice was stern. "Try something, seduce him in the thong, under that dress. We will get the rest tomorrow."

"Are you crazy?" I asked in shock at what she was saying.

"He deflowered you already without any thank you, what more chance could it be doing it to get him."

"Camilla,"

"Don't stay in your room, I am pretty sure you are warmed to stay in his room," I swallowed hard. She knows this game more than me.

"What are you? A weak girl? Go into his room, make him believe he has full access to you, he is now your fuvking husband." I blow out a rasp of air.

"But it's hard," I whispered.

"You are a fycking renowned prosecutor, what the hell would make you scared? You need to think like it now!" I bit my lips at this, she was saying the right thing.

"You are doing it for your country, and mostly for your mum." she finally pressed that button, she knew every word to say to get me to do whatever I put my hands into.

"Remember you promised her that would get justice for her death," she let out again and I took a deep breath.

"Fine, I will do so."

"Good, only when you are in his room can you get all the information needed, you being in a room he has  assigned you can't get you anywhere." I nodded my head at this.

"Fine girl, I will do it.." I whispered, we talked some more and then she hung up.

I walked out of the room, my hand grabbing my gown. It was becoming uncomfortable for me.

There I met two guards in front of my door, "You.. What are you doing here?" I asked, stunned.

"Boss asked us to look after you," They responded, I was about to ask who the boss was when my gaze locked with Lorenzo coming toward his room with the girl half naked wrapped in his arm.

"What the fuck?" I groaned, only then did he glance toward our direction.

"Thought you were asleep," I felt my fist trembling, "You need to get some decency, we just got married today," I yelled out before I could control my tongue.

"What the hell," the girl screeched and Lorenzo let her go, making her make a loud thud on the ground.

"Solo Mia, don't get me issued tonight,"  I smirked with her words now playing in my head.

He won't be an easy man to trick but I would make him believe I love him, I moved towards the girl, and smacked her across her face leaving him stunned.

Flipping my hands in front of her, "This is our ring, and if I may remind you we have a marriage certificate," l leaned closer and whispered this time.

"The next time I find you close to him, trust me aside from being Mrs Matteo, I am also Isabella Alessandro, you can ask around for that name." 

She gulped down nervously staring at Lorenzo who no longer looked at her, she took that as her cue to leave and ran out of my presence.

The moment she left Marcello strutted toward me about to grab my hands but Lorenzo slapped it off.

"Don't cross your limit," he warned in a dangerous tone. I glanced at Marcello, smirking at him.

Then Lorenzo pulled out a packet of his stick, placing one in his mouth, about to lit it I pulled it off, leaving him flabbergasted.

"I am a prosecutor, I will let you go for threatening me with a pistol. But one thing I won't allow is watching you smoke the shit which is against the law," he smirked at this, I could tell he was trying to control his anger around me.

"And again your assistant forced me to sign a contract. I would let it go so the game can be played even but one of the rules which is given to me 

wouldn't be obeyed. I am going to 

have access to your room since I am your wife so you give me the…"

Marcello moved forward in anger, "Don't you think you are becoming too much?" he growled, and then Lorenzo raised his hands.

"Dude this is becoming too much your half of a lot of things she can't talk to you that way," I glanced at Marcello the now.

"Yes, I have been showing you my weak side because of the silly pistol you keep using to threaten me," I walked toward with my fist folded.

"Marcello, I am not an easy person to deal with. You can test my patience and allow me to prosecute you for Unlawful possession of firearms," I giggled at this.

"I am not a renowned prosecutor in the city for jokes, so be careful," I  warned.

"Lady!" he yelled, pulling out his pistol.

"Put that shit down fucker!!" Lorenzo roared and the next thing I heard was a gunshot! 

My hand wrapped around my ear in shock as I squatted in fear.

I heard a groan coming from Marcello and when I looked up it was his shoulder, the bullet from Lorenzo's pistol grazed his fucking shoulder.

"This is the last one I am going to let go of, use that on my woman again, and I will make you regret it!" he roared and Marcello nodded his head.

"Get out!" he barked out and my knee went weak as I fell nervously. He has been using a cool tone on me that I forgot how crazy he was the first time I met him.

He then squatted to my level with a sly smirk. "If you want access to my room, you can have it.." he pulled me roughly toward him.

"That is going to give me full access to your body," I knew this was coming.

He is a sex freak, I can tell that but I need to do it, "Of course," I let out sassily.

"I am your wife anyways, so you can have it your way," I answered in the most slutty way.