His Deadly Obsession

side. Meeting him was a new territory, one she was not comfortable in. She blushed like a schoolgirl and fibbed with her words. Yet, the man gave nothing away. A polite smile here and

s, I have," she replied, slipping her mask off a bit. "And please, call me Isabella. Do you mind if I call you Gabriel?" "No, Isabella." She almost purred at the way he said her name. Oh, he was good. Seductively good. "I'm not involved with any woman at the moment," he assured. "Nor do I intend to be with one after we marry." Isabella believed him. The conviction and firmness in her voice convinced her. She would have swooned if she did not see the alpha male aura he was giving off. Was he indirectly telling her he expected her to do the same? She was almost tempted to call Jack down to America. "Why do you want to marry me?" Annoyance began to strip at her poised expression. "You could call off the marriage anything." He shrugged. "You are pretty." So he wanted a trophy wife? An attractive woman with a wealthy background was a perfect fit for Gabriel Tyson. A perfect match between two families involved in questionable deals. The perfect union between two mafioso families. A terrifying and perfect combo. Isabella would have slit his throat with the dining knife for reducing her worth to her physical beauty and familial attributes. She needed him as much as he needed her. A perfect trophy wife for an escape from that house and protection from her step mother. It might not be the best but it would induce fear in her step mother not to plot any schemes for the next decade. "You got lucky. I could have grown up to become the ugliest woman you have ever seen," she said. "I would have married you anyway." Was he even aware of the words that came out of his mouth? "When will the wedding take place?" "The last day of the month." That was only two weeks away. How did he want everything to be prepared that fast? What is he thinking? "Any particular reason for the hurry? People might think I'm pregnant," she joked. "We can make that happen too." Her neck turned red and her cheeks grew warm. What the hell is wrong with this guy? She was not aversed to sleeping with him but making a baby already? What did he think she was? A baby making machine? "You must really love kids." "Yes. They come with a lot of benefits." His eyes turned dark with something she could not lay a finger on. "I guess