Isabella would never have imagined that being betrayed by her fiance would be the ticket to her revenge on her fiance, stepsister and her family. " I'll help you get revenge if you marry me," the mystery man she had met in the club proposed and without hesitating she accepted his proposal. Waking up to see herself naked in bed with him, she remembers everything that had happened last night and in shock when she finds out he is the richest man in the country. What will happen when their marriage fails and Isabella is back to square one. Will she be able to focus on the goals and readiness to face difficulties, challenges she found herself into.
ISABELLA POV
I walked into Sapphire Lounge, a famous and expensive bar in New York. The colorful flickering lights and the girls in skimpy clothes dancing seductively, when was the last time I came to a bar?
" Hey! When you said we're going clubbing, I thought you meant a regular club," my best friend, Cario tugged on my gown.
" I thought you said we were going to have fun tonight. Are you having second thoughts now?" I frowned, slightly disappointed. " I might even snag myself a man for the night," I laughed eccentrically.
" That's obviously not it and you want to have a fling? Anyway, my problem here is how are we supposed to afford anything here?" She pointed at the expensive lounge we had entered. " We're college students," she reminded me.
" Have you forgotten that I'm from a wealthy family?" I turned around to look at her.
" How can I not remember? That's even how we were able to get in to begin with," she folded her arms.
" I plan on using my allowance tonight so you don't need to worry. For tonight, I'll be Isabella Genovese," I stated as I continued walking, weaving my way through the people around.
" I thought you said you wouldn't use your dad's money ever!? Isn't that why you've been working part-time and even got a scholarship?" She followed me behind.
I stopped abruptly in my tracks. " Yes, I said that but I'm really feeling out of it right now. It's like my heart has been torn into shreds," tears gathered in my eyes as I expressed. " Can't I just let loose for once?" The moment I asked, I felt a hand on my back.
" You don't have to explain yourself to me, I understand," she moved her hand from my back to my hair, ruffling it. " Come on, let's party till daybreak!" She said enthusiastically.
" You can't say no to a party, can you?" I laughed.
" You know me too well," she winked. Grabbing me gently by the wrist, she took me to the counter to sit. " Two bottles of Smirnoff vodka Red," she ordered and the bartender stared at us awkwardly.
" Hey! Are you planning on embarrassing us here?" I pulled her hand down and whispered.
" What did I do wrong?" She whispered back, her voice hinting impatience.
" Look around you, we're at a luxury lounge. We're going to look like bums here if you order a fifteen dollar drink," I said in a hushed tone.
" It's twenty dollars though," she pouted with folded arms.
" I'm sorry for the misunderstanding. My friend here isn't all that familiar with the drinks you have," I laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of my head. " We'll have two bottles of Diamond is Forever Martini," I gave a warm smile, hoping he hadn't already begun suspecting us.
" If you don't mind, I'd like to verify who you are," the bartender said. I knew he was wary of us now.
I took out my ID and handed it over to him.
" I'm Isabella Genovese and I came here to have a good time with my friend," I said as he looked at it.
" I-I'm sorry for bothering you," he bowed his head in apology. I guess being a Genovese wasn't all that bad.
" It's fine so just get us our drinks," I waved it off. I just wanted to cry my heart out and everything and everyone keeps ruining the mood to be depressed.
He came back in a few minutes with glasses and two bottles of what we ordered. I and Cario started drinking without saying a word to each other.
" What?! He cheated with who?!" Cario raised her voice as I narrated everything to her in my tipsy state. " I always knew he was nothing but trash," she spat.
I had just been dumped and to make it worse, my boyfriend, Levi, had been cheating on me with my sister.
" I feel like garbage," I smacked my head against the counter in agony.
" I thought things like this only happen in movies," Cario clenched her glass. " To think he'd do that to you after all the years you've spent together," she was angry. Maybe even angrier than I was since she had never liked him.
I and Levi had been dating for five years now and even our families were aware of it. Just like I was, Levi was also from a wealthy family and we even promised to get married after we're done with uni.
" Damn it!" I cussed through grit teeth. I hated how I was feeling. I wish everything that had happened was a lie or at least that it didn't affect me.
" I always knew something was odd about him. I never liked how he acted," Cario said.
" I don't want to talk to him," I said in a low voice. " I came here to drink till I forget everything that happened or at least till everything feels numb," tears slipped out of my eyes as I hiccupped.
" Are you stupid or just naive? Do you really think drinking is going to numb your pains?" A masculine voice beside me came.
" Who the hell are..." my anger quickly faded away once my eyes met the older man beside me. His shiny black hair styled in a pompadour with intense grey eyes were all too captivating.
" Who the hell are you to butt into our conversation?" Cario raised her voice on him.
" Your conversation wasn't exactly private to say the least," he sipped from his glass.
" That doesn't mean you can just butt in, idiot!" I insulted. " Besides, what would you know? You all are scum," I accused as I emptied another glass of alcohol into my mouth. I hiccupped.
" And here you are crying over scum, you're pretty much trash yourself, don't you think?" He calmly dismissed me. What was his deal?
I stood up from my seat and grabbed his shirt.
" Are you picking a fight with me, Grey eyes?"
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