Chapter 6

Isabella came out of the room feeling very self conscious. The heels were so high that walking was more or less a chore. When Angelo saw her, he smiled and said, "Perrfect! You look so beautiful my lovely wife."

Isabella ignored the mockery in his voice as she just wanted to get this night over with. As she waited for Angelo to pay the make up artist, she fidgeted with her phone anxiously.

When the lady had gone, Angelo snatched the phone from Isabella's hands while saying, "You won't be needing this tonight princess".

He took the phone into her room and threw it on the bed before escorting her out. Acting like a gentleman, he opened the door of the car for Isabella and let her into the passenger seat, while he took hold of the wheels and drove off.

On their way to the club, Isabella kept looking at him, wondering what exactly he wanted to do to her. Was he planning to have sex with her at the club? She cringed at the thought and hoped that it wasn't anything of that nature.

When they finally got to the club, Angelo opened the door of the car for Isabella and held her hand as he led her inside.

Isabella felt more uncomfortable as Angelo kept going inside. The club was excessively wild. They were people smoking all types of things and as they passed by a corridor, there were different groups of people having sex along the way.

Isabella's heart began to race and her face turned white due to fear. He finally led her into a room filled with a lot of people. He went over to where a group of men who seemed like his friends were sitting and beckoned on her to come closer.

He sat down with them but asked Isabella to keep standing. He opened two bottles of the wines on the table and handed them to her, saying, "Your duty is to serve us drinks tonight so just stand quietly by the side, hold the two bottles in your hands and refill our cups whenever you notice they are empty".

Isabella felt really insulted. She, the best graduating student in one of the most prestigious colleges in London, was reduced to such a lowly level and she couldn't even fight back or say no.

She stood with the bottles of wine in both hands while Angelo talked and laughed with his friends. After a while, two girls with heavy butt cheeks and g-strings that were almost invisible, came into the room.

They slowly made their way to where Angelo was seated, while attracting a lot of attention and sat on Angelo's laps. They both sat, one on each side and occasionally took turns grinding on him while making lewd sounds.

Isabella completely ignored them and continued holding the bottles. Meanwhile, Angelo kept stealing glances at Isabella in a bid to read her expression. After a while, he realized she didn't care about what he was doing and sent the girls away.

Both he and his friends took turns stretching out their glasses for Isabella to refill them and she did so without complaining. Angelo became annoyed that Isabella wasn't suffering as much as he had hoped.

Though she succeeded in hiding it, Isabella was feeling extremely ashamed and uncomfortable. She was getting a lot of lustful stares from the men in the room and couldn't wait for the night to be over.

Angelo suddenly had an idea. He took out his phone, recorded a video of Isabella without her knowledge and sent it to her father.

Incidentally, Isabella's mother was with her husband's phone when the video was received. Without knowing the content, she opened the video but closed it almost immediately. She was shocked when she saw what her daughter had been reduced to.

She quickly deleted the video and tried to control her emotions so her husband would not find out. She knew that Angelo's motive for sending the video was to cause the both of them pain, especially her husband.

Her husband noticed her facial expression and asked her if she was okay. She lied that she was and slowly walked into the bathroom. When she was alone, she wept bitterly. After crying, she called Isabella's line so many times but there was no reply.

In the end, she washed her face and convinced herself that Isabella was strong and would find a way out of her situation.

Isabella didn't know how long she had been standing for. The pain in her feet was becoming unbearable. Just as she was thinking about taking the shoes off, one of the disgusting men who had been staring at her lustfully, walked up to her.

Angelo observed the man as he made his way to Isabella and felt very happy. The man stood directly in front of Isabella while staring at her. After a while he started talking. Isabella instinctively held her breath as the man reeked of alcohol and tobacco.

The man kept telling her that she was so beautiful and he fallen in love with her while Isabella moved a step back and ignored him.

Isabella kept staring at Angelo to see if he would interfere but he did not.

When the man noticed the direction of her gaze, he immediately apologized to Angelo, saying, "I'm so sorry sir, I didn't know she was your woman."

Angelo laughed loudly and said, "Nah, she ain't my woman. She is nothing but a Puta de mierda. You can have her if you want, compliments of the house."

Isabella struggled to control her anger which was slowly rising. Angelo had described her as a whore in her presence. As if that was not bad enough, he was pimping her out on a silver platter to this wanton stranger.

Isabella was so angry that her eyes stung from the tears she tried to inhibit. She made a promise to herself that she would pay Angelo back, even if it was the last thing she did.

The man whom Angelo had offered Isabella to, could not believe his ears. He expressed his appreciation by thanking Angelo and showering him with praises.

The more he stared at Isabella's fair skin and beautiful face, the more he was enthralled. "I'm going to enjoy you so much baby," he said as he walked much closer to her and grabbed her butt cheeks.

Isabella smashed one of the bottles she was holding on the man's head, drawing blood immediately. As Angelo stood up to interfere, she threw the other bottle at him. He instinctively protected his face with his arm. The bottle shattered on his arm and he started bleeding as well.

Without waiting to see the result of her actions, Isabella took to her heels and ran out of the room. She felt very uncomfortable as the skimpy gown she wore was skin tight and the sandals were too high.

She stopped by a corner in the club, took off her shoes, and wiped the lipstick off her lips. She knew that people were surely going to mistake her for a whore and that broke her heart.

She regretted not bringing her phone along. It all made sense now. Angelo had deliberately taken her phone so she would be stranded and not be able to call for a cab. Well, she was not going to let him have his way.

She approached a guy who seemed decent in the club and asked if she could borrow his phone to make a call. The guy stared at her lustfully and instead asked her how much she wanted to charge for a night.

She sighed in frustration and walked away from him, she was thinking of the next person to approach when she saw Angelo and some of his friends coming through the corridor.

She quickly evaded them and ran outside the club. It had begun to rain and the sky was getting darker. Isabella could already feel the chills on her skin but she feared that if she dallied, she might end up in a rascal's bed.

She braved the rain and hit the road, ignoring the fact that she was cold. Angelo's house was a two-hour walk from the club. Fearing that she might be waylaid if she walked, she slowly started to run, while thanking her stars that she was a little bit athletic.

While she ran, a few drivers stopped their cars and tried to offer her a lift but Isabella politely declined. From the way they looked at her, Isabella could tell what they were thinking and she was not prepared to put herself in harm's way.

After running for a while, she felt tired and was forced to stop. She was completely drenched and wanted nothing more than to take a hot shower. She suddenly noticed Angelo's car driving by and out of desperation, signaled for him to stop and pick her up.

Angelo slowed down and waited for Isabella to get closer to the car, however, when she stretched out her hand to open the door, he drove off and left her there on the road.

Left with no other choice, Isabella continued running under the rain while seriously panting for breath. She still held the shoes in her hands and heaved a sigh of relief when she finally got to the entrance of the estate.

The security men at first thought she was a prostitute because of the way she was dressed but she reminded them that she had accompanied Angelo in his car when he drove out earlier and that she was his wife. She urged the security men to check the footage from the gate's cameras.

When they had confirmed that she was telling the truth, the security men let her in. Having exhausted all her strength, she walked slowly while shivering until she got to Angelo's house.

She knew he was home because the lights were on and his car was parked outside. She knocked repeatedly on the door but Angelo refused to open the door. She did not give up but kept knocking on the door until Angelo opened the blinds and asked, "What do you want?"

She faintly heard his voice and walked over to the window. She repeatedly told him to open the door for her but he made a sign by tapping his finger inside his ear to indicate that he could not hear her.

After that, he closed the blinds and went back inside the house. Isabella knocked on the door hysterically but there was no response.

It was more than evident that Angelo wanted her to die from the cold. She sat by the door, circled her arms around her knees as she shivered and finally gave way to tears.