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~Isabella POV~ It appeared that my emphatic “Let’s Go” was all Victor needed to hear because we were in the limo heading to The Ritz-Carlton Hotel in under 20 minutes. He had reserved the penthouse suite for two nights. We decided to postpone our honeymoon for a few months due to our mutual busy schedules with work. The bell boy escorted Victor and I to our penthouse suite as two of Victor’s men followed close behind. I found two other guards outside our suite, and they reported to Victor that all was clear. Victor nodded in acknowledgment and looked at me and with an exaggerated wave of his left arm, as he held the door open, “After you, Mrs. Bernardi.” With a small curtsy, I responded, “Well thank you, Mr. Bernardi.” The room was beautiful with large clear windows showing off the