Chapter 2

2.

A wave of relief washed over me. I thought I was saved.

But Isabella just smirked and casually opened the door.

"This woman was trying to seduce the Don. I'm just teaching her a lesson."

The female assistants standing at the door immediately looked at me with contempt.

"The Don is just too charming. There are always these bitches throwing themselves at him."

"But don't you worry, Isabella. You've been by the Don's side for five years. His heart belongs only to you."

Isabella snorted. "You think I don't know that."

She shot a hostile glare at my pathetic form on the floor. "Some people just don't know their place."

Trembling, I pulled out my phone to call Leo.

Suddenly, Isabella's gaze turned icy as she locked onto my phone.

In the next second, she snatched it from my hand.

Her eyes gleamed with a vicious light as she stared at the back of my phone case―it was engraved with the Moretti family crest.

"Your ambition is written all over your face! How dare you secretly use a phone case with the family crest!"

She smashed the phone on the ground, shattering it into pieces.

"Bitch!"

Like an enraged lioness, Isabella grabbed my hair with one hand and slapped me again and again with the other.

"I was going to let you go, but I've changed my mind."

"A slut like you won't learn unless I teach you a lesson you'll never forget."

She threw me to the ground like a dirty rag.

"Girls, this woman wants to seduce our boss. How about we strip her naked?"

The other assistants immediately cheered, eager to join in.

I scrambled on my hands and knees, trying to crawl towards the door.

A sharp pain shot through my hand. Isabella had pinned my left hand to the floor with her high heel.

The pain was blinding. I screamed.

The other women immediately grabbed me.

Isabella crouched down, her eyes filled with a cruel amusement. "You have a pretty face. But don't worry, I won't ruin it just yet."

"Because when we're done stripping you, I'm going to take pictures and post them online."

"If your face is all messed up, no one will be able to recognize you, you little whore. And where's the fun in that?"

I trembled all over, trying to shield my stomach, but I was completely immobilized.

Isabella pulled a box cutter out of nowhere and started slicing my dress open from the hem upwards.

I didn't dare move. I didn't dare scream. I was terrified that with one slip of her hand, the blade would plunge into my belly.

Time stretched into an eternity of despair.

Soon, my dress was in tatters, leaving large patches of my skin exposed.

"You fucking whore. No wonder you had the guts to seduce the Don. You've got something to show for it."

Sometime during the chaos, a crowd had gathered at the door.

Most of them watched the spectacle with cold indifference, but one or two people with a conscience tried to intervene.

"Isabella, that's enough. If something really happens to her, it'll be hard to explain to the Don."

But Isabella didn't care. She poked my forehead with her long nail. "She's just a maid trying to seduce the Don. As his most trusted confidante, isn't it my duty to clean up the trash around him?"

The person wanted to say more, but Isabella's expression hardened.

"Are you sure you want to stand up for some slut and go against me? The one person who actually has the Don's ear?"

Hearing that, the person hesitated and didn't dare say another word.

"Oh my god, Isabella! I think she's pregnant!" one of the sharp-eyed assistants suddenly shouted, pointing at my belly.

Isabella's eyes flashed. She stalked over to me and stared intently at my stomach, as if trying to see right through it.

"Heh."

Isabella let out a laugh, but her eyes were utterly ferocious, like she was about to tear me to shreds.

"I can't believe it. I was so careful, fending off all the little sharks in the office, but I never expected a kitchen maid to succeed in getting into his bed."

"You dare to carry the Don's child? Let's see if you have the fucking luck to give birth to it!"

She grabbed a handful of my hair, no longer slapping me, but slamming my head against the wall.

"Die!"

"Any bitch who tries to take Leo from me deserves to die!"

When Isabella got tired, she threw me back on the floor.

I hadn't even had a chance to catch my breath when a violent, twisting pain erupted in my abdomen.

Instinctively, I curled up, but it did nothing to stop the agony.

My ears started ringing, my vision blurred, and warm blood trickled down my face, dripping from my chin onto the floor.

Before I lost consciousness completely, I used my last ounce of strength to scream:

"I am Leo Moretti's wife!"