

Dominating Isabella
Cheyanne Wirth · Ongoing · 55.6k Words
Introduction
“Isabella Monroe,” A stern, deep accent sounds from behind me, sending a chill down my spine. There is no way that voice belongs to Ezra, and it isn’t Marco.
“Marcello Russo,” I say his name as if I’m tasting it on my tongue and turn around to see him standing in my personal space. I look into his intense eyes, “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“Oh, you have no idea.” He smirks. Little does he know; I’m not going to throw myself at him. They will earn my submission.
Runaway bride, Isabella Monroe, flies back to Florida to get the love of her life back, but she learns he is in a polyamorous relationship. To take her mind off the pain, she attends a secret upper-class sex club with her best friend only to find herself captivated by two Italian Mafia bosses, Marcello Russo and Ezra Gallo. The two billionaires are not new to sharing a submissive, but Isabella is unlike any woman they have mastered before.
Suspense Romance with explicit erotic sexual scenes. Second story in An Unexpected Love Trilogy, following Seducing Daveed. Can be read as a stand-alone.
Chapter 1
Isabella TW childhood abuse flashback
Daddy is going to be so mad at me when he sees I accidentally bleached his black clothes. Oops.
I know I shouldn't do things on purpose to set him off, but it feels so good when he whips me with his belt. It used to hurt, but recenly it makes me feel like I'm floating and I get a tingling feeling in my lower stomach. It's wrong. I know it's wrong because I'm not allowed to talk about it with anyone or else he'll leave my mom. I hated calling him daddy at first, but he's the only man who has ever provided for us and he always makes holidays and birthdays special for me. He's the closest thing I've ever had to a daddy, so I guess he earned the title. I feel like sixteen year olds are too old to be whipped, but Daddy said girls are never too old for spankings.
I hear the front door, so I sit on my bed and pretend to read. I know it's Daddy because it's way too early for mom to be home. The first thing he does when he gets home is change his clothes, so he'll see the bleach stains any second.
*"Isabella Jean!" He roared from his bedroom. I made sure I wore a skirt today because I can barely feel it when he whips me over my pants. Daddy says it needs to hurt for me to learn my lesson, so he would pull my pants down anyway. He storms into my room with his black leather belt in his hand. I shouldn't be excited for what comes next. I feel dirty every time, but I can't help it. *
"Bend over the bed and lift your skirt. You already know what you did to earn a punishment." I follow his orders, just like any other time. This part is always embarrassing, but soon I'll be floating again.
"You get twenty strikes for being a bad girl today." I feel his nasty hand rub over my bare bottom before the first whip cracks over my skin. The first one stings more than the rest. He always whips me on a certain part, so I feel some friction on my private every time he hits me. Again, I know it's wrong, and I'll feel disgusting once everything is done. I'll have to go take a shower because my thighs feel wet and slippery when I'm not floating anymore.
I don't know how many whips he has given me, but I feel myself rise. He's not picking me up because I can still feel him hitting my bottom, so I know I'm about to start floating. I feel my stomach tighten up as everything around me vanishes and I fly. All I can feel is the tingling sensation between my hip bones, but I feel weightless. I don't know why this started happening and I don't know if it's normal to feel this way. It almost feels like I have superpowers, but I only have my powers when Daddy whips me hard. He said girls are never too old for spankings, so maybe my future husband can whip me too. Once I'm an adult, I don't think it will be appropriate for Daddy to do it anymore. Then again, it's not appropriate for him to do it now, but I can keep secerets until I become a woman.
Fifteen years later
"Wake up, bitch! We're going shopping!" My best friend, Alice, is always so pleasant. She is the complete opposite of me, especially as far as looks are concerned. I'm much taller, with blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. She's not short or tall, just average height with long black hair that flows down her back like silk and dark brown eyes. We always have balanced each other out; she has my back no matter what kind of cluster fuck I find myself in. After that complete failure with Daveed and finding out about his two girlfriends, who are both pregnant with his babies, I accepted the fact that I will never get him back. I removed myself from the mortgage and made peace with the entire crazy situation. He moved on, and I need to as well. Thankfully, Alice has a pretty big condo, so she asked me to be her roommate. I guess that sounds more fun than house hunting.
"Don't talk to me until I get my coffee," I groaned. I don't know why Alli is such a ray of sunshine in the morning. It has to be some form of illness.
"I have your coffee right here, grumpy. Exactly how you like it." I open one eye and see her holding a mug with a pug on it. It's her favorite cup, so I know she's feeling extra loving today.
"Thank you so much. You're the best." I sit up and take it. I like my coffee black with two teaspoons of sugar. Simple, but I love it.
"You're welcome. Now get up and get dressed. I have a big night planned for you, so we need to get on the ball. You need your nails done, brows waxed, and you need to shave your damn legs today. You look like sasquatch's little sister." She is so extra.
"Who am I trying to impress? I've not had sex in over a year and a half, Alli." My mind goes back to the last time Daveed and I made love. It was so wild and full of hunger. I can't believe how things have changed. A huge part of me refuses to believe I'll find someone as good as him. He made me feel like no other woman existed. That is, until I saw him recieving a lap dance from a naked woman the night before our wedding. He pushed her off when he saw me and tried to explain. He said it wasn't what it looked like and he didn't know one of his brothers hired a group of strippers to come to their suite. I panicked and left him at the alter the next day. I waited too long to go back after him, that's my fault.
"Well, that's more than likely going to change very soon." She looks like she has something up her sleeve, and that's usually not a good thing.
"What are you scheming?" I squint my eyes, hoping to see through her bullshit.
"You know that club that I mentioned? The one you agreed to go to with me tonight?" She asked.
"Umm, yeah. Crave or something. What about it?"
"I wasn't going to tell you until this evening, but screw it. There are things you'll have to know before we go anyway. For you to attend the club, a member will have to accompany you. It's not open to the public, and it's not easy to get this kind of access. At this club, you'll be in the presence of some very wealthy and powerful men and women. When we get inside, we have to stay off of our phones. You don't want anyone thinking you're taking pictures inside. And lastly, there's no alcohol. If you've been drinking, they won't let you in." She finished.
"What kind of boring-ass club is that? And how are we getting into such a high-end place without a member? Or is someone taking us?" I ask.
"I'm a member so I will be getting you in. The club is a... mature place. There's dancing and some finger foods, but nothing big so we'll stop somewhere to eat before we go. Trust me! Crave is just the place you need right now. So come on!" She throws the blanket off of me and nearly drags me out of bed.
We get dressed in some casual clothes for the day. Our first stop is the nail salon for manicures, pedicures, and apparently for my eyebrows to be waxed. Alli goes with a nude color, while I go with white for my fingernails and toenails. She wasn't wrong about my eyebrows. They got so thick and bushy I feel as if they always made me look mad. Now they're nicely shaped, and I look brand new. Next, we go to this lingerie store, and I get kind of excited. I don't wear stuff like this, so it's a little out of my comfort zone. Cotton panties are the most healthy, so that's what I wear. My boobs are only a B cup, so I don't even bother wearing bras ninety-eight percent of the time. I love having boobs that are big enough to fill my hands but small enough that I don't need to wear a bra.
Alli hands me a gorgeous emerald-colored, strapless one-piece that would fit my body perfectly. I don't know why I bother, but I'm getting it.
"I love this! I'm about to start getting sexy for myself, I guess." I shrug a shoulder.
She rolls her eyes, "No, you're wearing this underneath your dress that we're about to go buy, and I will be wearing this one." She shows me a dark maroon-colored lace teddy that would look amazing on her.
"Okay, I guess we can do that." I think it's a little dramatic, but I need some form of spice in my life right now. We check out and go to a store called Elegance. When I tell you these clothes are fancy, I mean they're very fancy and expensive. Money isn't an issue for either of us, thanks to our well-paying careers, but it's the thought of spending $1,000 on a piece of clothing that boggles my mind. I'm sort of a tightwad, and I don't spend unnecessary money. Usually.
However, I'm feeling spontaneous today. I refuse to go to this fancy-ass club and be the only one wearing a cheap dress. I'm going balls deep tonight because I deserve to let loose. I find a short, solid velvet dress that hugs every curve of my body just right. It's the same color as the teddy I got. The material is soft, and I can see why it's so expensive. It has a sweetheart neckline that defines my breasts and little delicate straps over my shoulders. The dress is barely fingertip length but still has a sexy slit that exposes more of my left thigh, almost to my hip. I take it off, and Alli tries hers on next. She went with a simple little black dress that clings to her body the exact way mine does. She has bigger breasts than I do, so she fills it out a lot more than I fill out mine.
Now that we have our dresses, we pick out shoes and clutches. I found the perfect pair of black pointed-toe velvet pumps with a thin strap that goes around my ankles and a diamond-studded clutch to add some shine. Alli gets sparkly silver stilettos and a matching clutch. She has tons of jewelry at home that she has never worn yet that we can look through to add final touches to our looks. I usually never wear jewelry or makeup. Only on occasions will I look decent.
After a long day, we finally make it back to her condo. It's about seven-thirty at night by the time we get showered, lotion up, and do our hair. Her hair is straight like usual, and mine has a slight wave. Nothing too dramatic, but I wanted some volume. Now we're doing our makeup, which isn't much for me. I only do mascara and a nude matte lipstick that could survive the whole night. I slide on my lingerie and dress, then put on my shoes. I don't wear contacts because I hate touching my eyeballs, so I put on my second pair of glasses with a slightly thicker frame, square and black. The woman looking back at me in the mirror isn't the nerdy Issy that I recognize. This woman is Isabella Jean Monroe, and she's coming out to play.
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