All Chapters of Tamed by his Personal Assistant, his only Obessesion.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

53 Chapters

Prologue/Chapter One

She gazed into his daring deep eyes as a smile began to coat her angel-like face. “That was fun.” She spoke as she bit her lips softly.He trailed his hands up her thighs delicately caressing her skin before squeezing her ass. “It was.” He smirks. He already had the habit of scratching his beards whenever he was nervous or scared. “What's wrong?” she asked. “Your husband,” he began. “What if he finds out about what we've been doing?”She rolled her eyes and turned to face the white walls in his room. “Stop being so dumb.” She groaned. “My husband is a powerful man, he cares too much about his work to bother about me.” “And the child in your stomach?” He continued. “He believes it's his. He won't find out about a thing.” She assured him. He glanced up at the clock to see it was three in the morning. “Won't he be wondering where you are?” He questioned. “I told him I was at Haven's house because she lost her bestfriend and needs all the support she can get.” She explained. “You re

Chapter Two

**NOTE; Alright. This is a back story so no one get confused. Neveah is Arabella's mom. Giovanni is Neveah's husband. Fynn is Arabella's biological father. Heaven is Neveah's twin sister. Arabella, Adelina and 'Saturn' are the All the same person (the female lead). Adalina is her birth name. Arabella was the name Giovanni legally changed it to and Saturn was the baby name idea they had for her. I hope you guys understand this. If you have any questions, drop a comment. *~*Arabella's POV“This is Vincenzo Varallo, your boss that I told you about. You'll be his personal assistant and be living with him.” The man said with his voice firm and serious and if is a rule that cannot be changed for any reason. “But I still quite don't understand why I have to be living with him.” I say with my eyes fixed, looking at the man as he continued to punch a punching bag repeatedly with a focused face. He doesn't break contact with it even for a moment. “That was what he requested. When he needs s

Chapter Three

Arabella's P.O.V“So you like boxing.” I say trying to make my voice audible, purposely wanting him to hear me. “I am quite good at boxing myself. When I was in school, they were very much afraid of me.” I smirk. I have never been the best at lying but I'm sure he couldn't tell since his focus was still on the bag and he did not look like he was paying attention to me. He eventually stops to look at me and then raises a brow. “Then punch me.” I scratch my head in confusion at his order. “Excuse me?” I say shocked, wanting him to repeat his statement. “I told you to punch me.” He repeats. “You see I would but I would not want your pretty face to be in the hospital for about half a year.” I chuckled, slightly moving away from him. “I'm offended you think of me as that weak.” He rolled his eyes, a small sarcastic smirk forming on his lips, clearly unimpressed by what I had just said. He probably found my comment ridiculous and I could sense the impatience radiating from him. Slowl

Chapter Four

Books, she has found, are a way to live a thousand lives-- or to find strength in a very long one. Arabella's P.O.V I hear a knock on my door, pulling me out of my thoughts. I quickly wipe at my cheeks only to realize that tears has been there all along, almost slipping down without me noticing. “Come in.” My voice said hoarsely since I haven't spoken today. The man who introduced me to Mr Varallo walked in with a huge smile. “Hey, are you okay?” He asked. “Yeah, yeah, I'm fine,” I say wipping my eyes. “What brings you?”“How was Vincenzo's therapy session yesterday?“ He asks, sitting next to me on my bed. I notice his eyes glances at the pictures I am looking at. A wave of panic rush through me and I quickly turn them over, not wanting him to see what I had been holding. “What therapy session?” I ask confused. He frowns at me with disappointment evident in his face in the way his brows furrow together. “Vincenzo's therapist came yesterday for his therapy session and you had no

Chapter Five

NOTE; You are going to get a P.O.V from many characters in the book. I fear that I may long for you more than I will ever be allowed to but like the moon, we must go through phrases of emptiness to feel full again because staring into eyes is the only thing I needed to convince myself she is everything I'll ever want for as long as oxygen invades my lungs. Vincenzo's P.O.VI can't believe she didn't change my therapist because she begged for her job back. “Hi, Vincenzo.” She smiles nervously. I roll my eyes noticing how stupid she was. I don't get why I actually fucked her. I looked at her figure as she made her way towards me to sit on the chair opposite me. Those curves, that's why. “I just wanted to apologize for my behavior previously. It was unprofessional and I should not have done that. I could lose my job which is why I am begging you for your forgiveness.” She pleads. “Fanculo, I don't care, and I am replacing you so don't bother listening to my assistant.” I say as my

Chapter six

I long for our souls to be so deeply intertwined, that Death himself would weep when faced with the thought of separating us. - ddWe weren't nothing, but were never something. I guess that is why I am left with everything and nothing at all at once. Arabella's P.O.V I twist and turn in my bed trying to find a comfortable position. I couldn't. My body kept declining every turn as if it did not want me to get any sleep. My mind is all over the place as Mr Varallo's question kept swimming in my head and I start to feel oddly uncomfortable. 'Where did you come from?' I am not even certain myself and I also wanted answers. I wanted to know everything... just to understand it all. I have always had dreams of my past but it was never clear... always a bit blurry. As if fate did not want ne to find out much about my past and it was suffocating. I do not know who my parents are. If I have siblings. A pet. A friend. I hardly knew anything about my life before the orphanage and it sucked mor

Chapter Seven

Once I get comfortable I rest my head on his shoulders and I feel his warm embrace, the heat of his body rising to my cheek. “Thank you,” I mumble. He holds my hands gently, rubbing circles on my palm that slightly feels ticklish. I don't think he is as heartless as that man portrayed him to be. He was actually sweet but maybe it was just to me. But who knows. I close my eyes and soak in the quietness. “Sorry for not responding to you earlier but yes, I did come from an orphanage.” “Do you know who your parents are?” He asks me with his voice low.I adjust my head away from his shoulders and lie down on his bed. “I don't know.” I answer honestly. “Was the orphanage in Italy?”I look at him with a confused look. “Why does everyone think I am Italian?” I smile even though he can clearly see the confusion growing in me. “Because your last name is Rossi, and your first name is Arabella.” He explains in a duh tone even though I can sense an hint of amusement spreading across his featu

Chapter Eight

I look up and see a man with a mop in his hands. “What do you think you're doing?” He repeats more sternly this time. “I- I gasp. “I was looking for Vincenzo.” I lie, my heart thumping hard in my chest. “And he is in that folder you've been looking in? He asks with a raised brow. Suddenly a long smile is plastered on his face. “Capo is not going to be too happy to hear this.” (Italian Translation: Boss)I bit down on my lips nervous of the punishment that is going to await me. He picks up his phone swiftly and I see him scroll through it and I'm guessing he is calling him right now. “Let me put it on loud speaker just for you, dear.” He grins wickedly and I narrow my eyes at him. “Mr. Varallo?”“Che cazzo vuoi?” He spits angrily, already irritated. (Italian Translation: What the fuck do you want)“The girl is in your office snooping around. She might even be a spy sent from someone.” “Arabella?” He confirms. “Si.” He nods his head with his eyes glancing towards me as if he is tryi

Chapter Nine

“Mr. Varallo,” I began slowly. “Our relationship is suppose to be strictly professional.” I protest pushing his body away from mine that just seemed to make him want to come closer.“I'm your boss, right?” He asks, bringing his lips closer to mine. I nod my head only because I am afraid a squeak may exit my mouth“Then I order you to go on your knees and suck.” He smirks. “I- , I can't do that Mr. Varallo. Suspend my duties. Take out my salary. Do anything else. I just can't do that.” I beg. “You really want to come into my office, snoop around, get caught and go punishment free?”I sigh and look into his eyes for a brief second. All I could see was lust and desire. I really don't want to end up like Claire and I don't want to be Mr. Varallo's temporary slut. I rest my hands on his body and dragged them down with myself. Before I could reach the ground the door is swung open and I immediately jump back up and pull down my skirt. “Ciao, cugino!” Someone bellows from behind us. (Ita

Chapter Ten

Mr. Varallo told me to dress formally so he cousin wouldn't complain so I found a skin-tight white dress that was able to enhance my non-existing curves and white sparkling heels to make me taller. I hear a knock on my door as I am in the middle of straightening my hair. “Come in.” I call out. The door opens and I hear footsteps making their way towards me. I look up in the mirror and see Mr. Varallo standing beside me. “Are you done?” He asks, placing his hands gently on my shoulders.” A shiver runs down my spine as he does that it causes me to almost drop the hair straightener. I notice him slowly chuckle. “I'll be done in a minute.” I answer.“You've been at it for almost an hour.” “Yeah but I need to decide whether gold of silver jewelry will match this outfit.” I explain dropping the hair straightener and turning it off since I was done. “Gold. Sliver is for black, Gold is for white.” He said almost instantly allowing me to pick out the gold jewelry.Once I put them on and he

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