A Year With The Billionaire

Italy, VERONA CITY

Isabella's POV

Alejandro was there to welcome me immediately after I deplaned and got my suitcase

He was there with two hefty bodyguards who don't speak English at all but have sunshades on to hide their eye colors.

He was holding a crafted paper that had my name on it. The moment I saw the name, my heart swells with joy.

He was grinning from ear to ear and it is obvious that he is extremely glad that I stuck to my promise. I am also happy to be finally here.

1 didn't bother to ask Jayden to come with me anymore because I know he is busy and since he rejected the offer the other day asked if we could go together.

1 hope to enjoy my stay here, even though I miss home already.

Alexandro pulls me into a tight hug while his men take my suitcase.

La moglie del mio amico & qu’, he mutters before releasing me while I pout

“What does that word mean?” I ask out of curiosity with a big grin on my face.

“My friend's wife is here!” He spread his arms out wide as he translated the sentence for me and I laugh. Not because of how ridiculous he looks right now but because of how he called me his friend's wife.

If only he knew!

1am so sure that Alejandro will be highly disappointed when Jayden and I get divorced and we tell him the truth about our unior twill be hard for him to believe because he likes me for Jayden, apparently.

Almost all the people I have met who know Jayden's relationship with Helena like me, except of course his Mother. It might probably be because they think I am the one who is meant to heal his broken heart or because they think Jayden will eventually find the happiness he deserves by being with me since we claim to love each other.

I know if I had a brother and he has a wife who makes him happy, I would definitely love her.

He entwines my hand with his and tums round. “Let's get you home.”

*Home?" I ask, wondering what he means by that as I follow him slowly like a puppet

“Yes, aren't you exhausted from your trip?" He questions with a raised brow.

“Well, yes. I am jet lagged..."NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“I already made a hotel reservation for you close to the Villa. I want you to freshen up, eat something, take a rest and I will com to get you later tonight”

Ok?”

Silence falls fill we get to the huge car. I click my tongue in amazement while the bodyguards open the door for us. Like a gentleman, Alejandro helps me into the car before climbing in beside me and the car roars to life immediately. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on . Visit to read the complete chapters for free. “How was your trip?” He breaks the silence, turing to stare at me with a light smile on his face

I shrug nonchalantly. “t was fine.”

I can't possibly tell him that this is my first time on a plane apart from when I was little and I went on a vacation with my parents That was a long time ago and this flight felt ike the first ever experience on a plane.

“Jayden didn't come? I thought you were going to cajole him to?”

“Well, I ried once to persuade him but he wouldn't budge. You know how stubborn he can be, I laugh shortly and he chuckles while nodding his head in agreement

Silence creeps in slowly. Just then, my phone beeps to signify a message.

Jayden’s name flashes across my phone screen. “You must be in Italy now, how was your trip?”

An unconscious smile creeps to my face at the not-too-informal message. I am his wife for crying out loud. But fake.

1s that Jayden?” Alejandro must have noticed my smile

“Yes”, he faces him

“A message? Don't tell me he is still unromantic.”

laugh. “He is trying.”

“I heard what happened, though. How true is it?" His tone becomes serious and I let the smile on my face fade.

What is he talking about? Is it about the newspaper headlines Jayden and I tried to rule out two nights ago when we attended his so-called business associate's dinner party?

“What are you talking about?" I demand as he peers at me intensely.

“I'm talking about the papers...”

Papers?" I fake ignorance. How did he know when he was in ltaly?

“Yes, Isabella. Stop with the pretense. I'm talking about the rumors of you and Jayden not being real. Is it true? Is this a contracted marriage?”

“What? Of course not’, I deny with a loud voice that surprises me too. Alejandro is watching me closely, trying to read through me to satisfy his curiosity.

1 thought the show had helped to convince people that we are real and the rumors were true.

1 was so sure Anna would report seeing us kissing to Jayden's mother and possibly tell other people too out of envy and jealousy.

“Are you sure?” His hand touches mine. “You can confide in me, you know.”

Despite the initation in me at his emphasis on telling the truth, I smile. “I know, right?”

“You know you can trust me?” I nod. “Then tell me what is happening.”

“Alex, nothing happened. Jayden's mother doesn't ike me and she is bent on seeing me leave Jayden. ."

Jayden's mother?” He asks, interrupting me

“Yes. Well, I'm not sure if she is the one responsible for that rumor but I'm just telling you what I know”, I am not lying entirely. “She was willing to offer me a million dollars to leave Jayden.”

He gasps with his eyes growing large. “Che cosa?”

“Yes. This should be between us", I plead with my eyes. Jayden must not know that I told Alejandro something like this but I jus have to say something to cover up and satisfy his curiosity. If I don't say anything, he will keep pestering me

“Does Jayden know?"

sigh. “I told him the very day she offered me the money and he was extremely mad. I don't know why she doesn't like me. She made me feel accepted before the wedding.”

“I understand”, his hand rests on mine again to assure me.

We both fall silent. To avoid more questions, I lean backward on the car seat and close my eyes.

1 didn't come to Italy to think about my pathetic situation. I am here to enjoy a vacation away from my troubles,

Since Jayden isn't here, I shouldn't think too much about him. I shouldn't think about the kiss. Not the first one nor the second kiss which happened two nights ago.

I remember Jayden's message and I wonder why he isn't calling me instead

Is he busy with work? Did he spare just a few seconds to send me a text expecting a reply so he can be assured that I landed safely?

Before I can sit upright to send a reply to his text, the car comes to a stop and I look around to see that we are right in front of the hotel

“Here we arel” Alejandro’s announcement jerks me upright. “Welcome to Italia, signoral”