Isabella's POV

I sat at my laptop, fingers flying across the keyboard as I worked on the code we needed. A notification popped up from our inside source at Mr. Nobody's base. I couldn't help but smirk as I read the message. "Decks, we've got our spy. They're going to get Ramsey."

Deckard walked into the room, his gaze intense but focused. "Good. Now we know where they're headed. Let's bring it to them."

I flashed a sly smile. "Let's call that friend."

Deckard pulled out his phone, dialing a number with ease. Mose Jakande was a dangerous man—someone you didn't want to cross. But I trusted Deckard, and I trusted the plan we had. I returned to my code, keeping an eye on everything while Deckard made the call.

Soon enough, we were prepared to meet Jakande. I knew how dangerous he was. If we crossed him, there would be consequences. But I had faith in the plan.

The door opened, and Jakande stepped into the room, his presence commanding the space. "Mr. Shaw," he greeted, his tone cold but respectful.

Deckard nodded, ever the professional. "Thank you for coming. This is my wife, Isabella."

Jakande turned toward me, sizing me up for a moment before extending a hand. "Nice to meet you, Isabella. You're Dom's sister, right? Question for you—do you choose love or family?"

I'd been expecting this question. I met his gaze, my tone sharp and laced with warning. "You're right. I'm Dom's sister, but I'm not loyal to him or Mia. That doesn't mean you can just kill them. They're still my family. As for everything I've been through—my mother died, my father died, and my brother kicked my twin out of the family without even telling me. Then Dom went on to become a criminal, controlling, and never once stopped Vince from harassing me or Mia. He thinks he's above everyone, but he isn't. I love my family, but I love my husband more. So I suggest you stay in line with helping us and don't question me. Got it?"

Jakande looked impressed, his eyes narrowing as he processed my words. "Got it."

Deckard smiled proudly, his voice low but steady. "You heard my wife."

With that, the three of us made our way to the safe house. Deckard walked beside me, still smirking. "Well done, babe. You really scared him."

I pulled my hair back, pushing the strands out of my face, the heat from my frustration still lingering. "I just told the truth. He'd better watch himself."

Deckard chuckled and walked over to me, his hands resting gently on my shoulders. "I have to say, you're a boss when it comes to making threats now."

I smirked, my confidence growing. "I learned from the best."

Deckard leaned in, pulling me into a kiss, his voice soft but filled with sincerity when he pulled away. "I love you, Isabella. No matter what."

I smiled up at him, feeling the warmth of his words. "I love you more, Deckard. No matter what, I'll always stand beside you."

Just then, Jakande entered the room, breaking the moment. "They're on the move."

I grinned, adrenaline already kicking in. "Well, let's go hunting."

Deckard followed me, a proud smile on his face. "That's my girl."

Author's Note:

I had a lot of fun writing Isabella as the boss with Jakande. Deckard is definitely here for it! And don't worry—Isabella's relationship with Dom will improve, though maybe not right away. As for how Isabella will deal with Cipher, well, that's something we'll see in the future.

I've been toying with two ideas for where Isabella's story could go next:

Isabella starts working with Mr. Nobody, helping to break Deckard out.Isabella gets arrested with Deckard, and they break out together.

Let me know what you think of these ideas!