Bella (A Sagatori family saga-A Mafia Romance Book 5) Read Online Free

Having someone watching my every move twenty-four seven got old. Sometimes I just wanted to be left alone.
    I stepped onto the elevator, pressing the parking garage button. I’d drive until I didn’t feel like crying or hitting Jax any longer. When the doors opened to the parking garage, the quiet echoing off of the concrete dungeon and pristine cars rang in my ears. A Rolls-Royce sat parked to the left of the elevator and a Maserati to the left of it, but my car was several steps away. I clutched the handle of my bag in front of me, feeling the bag hit my knees with each step I took.
    My life had become one I didn’t want or ask for. Watching our backs as wives of made men wasn’t uncommon. I was used to it being the daughter of Anthony Sagatori, but I saw a few look over their shoulder more than once. And there I was walking through a quiet parking garage a bit scared. Maybe I feared the boogieman would pop out from behind the hundred thousand dollars black Porsche or my black Jag. Perhaps it was just natural order for a woman to become a bit uneasy when she walked alone.
    When my door closed, I quickly locked the doors and turned my head looking into an empty backseat. When I was safe and officially alone, I started the car and drove through the secured gate, and then into the street. I hadn’t considered where I might end up, but I had to get away. I knew Jax was stressed, and I knew there wasn’t anything I could do to help him, but I damn well wasn’t going to be yelled at again. I slipped my sunglasses on and pressed my foot to the gas pedal, leaving it all behind if only for a little while.

Jax
    I tapped my foot at the edge of the bed, I felt guilty for yelling and taking all my shit out on her. “Damn it!” I buttoned my trousers then slipped the Hermes belt through the loops. I folded my jacket into my arm and took a deep breath. I needed to apologize even if it wasn’t my favorite thing to do; it still needed to be done because she didn’t deserve what I’d said. The shit that I was stressed over had everything and nothing to do with her and that’s why it was so difficult.
    Taking every other step, I descended the staircase shifting my eyes over the corridor for Bella, but she wasn’t there. I slipped into my jacket and straightened my tie in the mirror when Alessandra approached.
    “Please tell Bella I’ll be in late.” I watched in the mirror, seeing the vein at my temple throb.
    She nodded in the reflection behind me. “When she gets home, I’ll let her know.”
    Dominic and Tony entered just as she finished. I narrowed my brows, looking between the two.
    “Where’s Bella?”
    They both looked at me and then to each other with confusion written all over their faces. They had no idea where my wife had gone.
    “Where did she go?” I turned my attention to Alessandra who seemed surprised herself.
    She shrugged. “I— I don’t know. I thought you knew she was leaving.”
    “No! I didn’t know! She just left and no one was with her?” My attention was directed to the two idiots in front of me.
    “Boss.” Dominic approached.
    “Find my wife before I ice your fucking asses.”
    “Yeah yeah.” They rushed to the security monitors in my office.
    “What did she say?” I narrowed my stare at Alessandra this time.
    “That she’d be back before dinner. She didn’t seem like herself, though. It looked as if she was going to cry for a moment.”
    Bella doesn’t cry; she rarely shows any emotion where others are concerned. Hell, even I very rarely see the sensitive side of her if ever.
    I slipped my hand inside my pants pocket, retrieving my cell, and dialed her phone. With one ring her voicemail answered. “It’s Bella, leave a message.”
    “Call me back, Isabella!” I tossed the phone to the chair next to me with force.
    “Boss, she left in the Jag about twenty minutes ago. She pulled out of the garage heading west.”
    “Where would she go?” Alessandra asked while she