Fated Alliance

ed in a favor from her best friend, Marco Colombo, whose father owned chains of hotels, nightclubs and fine dining restaurants all over the country. He had not only granted t

lver dress that hugged her curves and had a slit at the middle to her thighs, exposing her straight full legs, looked every bit the stunning fashion designer and m

sighed. Then the message tone buzzed. As she was about o

r phone"? She inquired

lla replied, r

to stop, does she"? Camilla

ant to think about

ed as she put the phone on ai

ight," Camilla said, her eye

The sisters made their way through the throng of glamorous

reporter called out, ta

led, and turned around

angle that also doubled as identification to the boun

fore" she said, rolling her ey

s and pulsating beats. The air was thick with the scen

abella's laughter rang out, carefree for the first time that night. As the nig

her beauty and vulnerability. He could not seem to take his eyes off her. When his father had called him aside to inform him of his plans for him, he had dismissed it as an impending disaster waiting to happen, but he owed everything, including his life, to his father

, his father's most trusted associate, had such a grown up daughter to begin with. He hoped their encounter would be a disaster, so he would have an excuse to refuse his fathe

introduced himself as Luca. He was charming, his smile disarming, and Isabella, tipsy and eager for dist

y, but her sister brushed her off, insisting she was fine. Immediately, he

and smiled at her, still rocking Luca. Camilla pinned Luca with a death s

r tonight '' She declared

e whined, pouting

e"? Camilla asked, conc

sured, although it was

e buzzed again

end" Isabella poked Camil

. Isabella leaned on the bar smiling, as she watched her talking animatedly into the phone. Then Ca

we can head home," she inform

ts, gave one to Camilla, clinked their glasses before they both down it in a single gulp. Then Camilla

Luca's voice came from b

t I'm waiting for my

I just need some air" he replied,

ped, "N

child? I thought you were

Luca" she

e insisted, trying to persuade he

, struggling to free her h

ed the scene unfold. He set his dri

he made his way through the crowd with a pre

ndro intervened. "I think the lady's had enough," he said c

essandro. "Mind your own busines

should respect that". Alessandro said in a low b