Page 18 of Obsessed Alphas: Volume Two

“That’s fine. We can continue our date tomorrow around two. I have work that I must do, but I promise to make you see the wonder that is Naples.”

“You don’t have to waste your time being my personal tour guide.”

“I want to be your—tour guide.” I stood up and extended my hand to her. She took it without hesitation, and I closed my hand around hers, feeling the softness. Fuck, it felt incredible. I could get used to this.

She gave me the name of her hotel. It was one that I owned which made me feel slightly better. I opened the back door to my black Jaguar. I helped her in and sat beside her while Cosimo drove us the ten-minute drive to Casa DiMarco.

He pulled up to the entrance and then held the door for us. Everyone in the area stole a glance or two, but quickly turned their heads. I’d never been seen with a woman, so this was a shocker. Even though this was my hotel, I didn’t feel she was safe alone. Being seen with me automatically made her a target to those wanting money and power. I had both, but now I had something so much more precious.

“Let me walk you to your room.”

“That’s okay. I’ll be fine. This is supposed to be the safest hotel in the area.”

“I know it is, but maybe I want a few more minutes of your time.”

“Oh shit. Where is my keycard?”

“You’re missing your keycard?”

“It was here earlier. I’m sure of it. Shit,” Isabella muttered, digging through her purse which wasn’t large at all.

“That’s okay. We can get another card.” We walked up to the desk and I asked in Italian for a replacement card for her room and not to say anything about me owning the hotel. They nodded and asked, “Your room number please.”

“Room 305.” They activated a new set of keycards which deactivated the old one. They gave me one as if I were staying too. As much as I wanted to, I couldn’t invade her space. We took the elevator and I kept my distance, so I didn’t slam her against the wall and take her like I ached to do.

“This is me. I bet the other card is in here somewhere and I’m blind.”

“Well, it’s better than nothing. So tomorrow then, Isabella?” I brought her hand to my lips and kissed it.

“Goodnight, Alessandro.”

I stood back and let her go inside, waiting until the door was closed before I’d leave. A scream from the room sent me rushing in with my gun in my hand. I looked inside and her suitcase had been emptied out on the bed. I searched her bathroom and closet for the bastards, but it was all clear.

Seeing the gun in my hand she gasped, so I tucked it away where it belonged. “They’re gone,” I said, hoping that she’d ignore the weapon.

She dug through her things, looking for something. Her underwear flew about, and I snatched one up and pocketed it before she could turn around. “I was robbed,” she cried.

“What did they take?” I asked as I called down to the hotel front office. I knew the night manager would be in.

“My money and my electronics. I only brought a little money with me because I thought they would be safe in my hotel room instead of on me.” A moment of clarity hits her, and she pauses.

“Affrettatevi fino alla camera 305. Make it quick,” I ordered.

“Why would she do that?” Isabella asked herself.

“Who, Isabella?” I questioned, pressing my hands to her shoulders for comfort. I’d do anything I could to fix this. Anything.

“The only time I left my purse unattended was when we were first boarding the bus today. I was stuck in the line and I’d been bumped.” I pulled her into my arms.

“I’ll make it better. What electronics? Tablets, laptops?”

“Yes, both. What am I going to do? How am I supposed to go back home?”

“I’ll take care of everything.” The manager came, but I didn’t let him past the door. I didn’t want him anywhere near her panties. I spoke to him while she sat on the bed, looking at the mess the thief made of the room. Sending him on his way, I planned to take her up to my personal suite in the hotel.

“Come, Isabella. Let’s move your things to another room.”

“I can’t afford anything more than this. It was the cheapest room.”