Jacob and I are on our way home and I am nervous as fuck! I do not feel like going back home, as a matter of fact, I rather stay back and never go back. I do not think I have to explain why I don’t want to go back - we all know how Austin can be and from how he just disappeared at the party, I am guaranteed that something is up with him and not only that, I feel like he is going to be even more dangerous than he already is.I just don’t know why but I sense it. Things are going to be bad for me and Austin…. He will be the reason why. It’s strange, I know but that is just how I feel. I have been going crazy thinking and I just can’t help but wonder what it would be like if Austin finds out about me and Jacob. Will get hit me? Will he and Jacob fight? What the hell will he do? Jacob and I may not be officially committed, but we do have strong feelings for each other. So when Austin learns about our connection, it's definitely going to be a big deal. He would freak out about it and cr
I look at my reflection one last time before heading out of the room. I am wearing the red fitted gown that Austin got for me earlier. I am still finding it difficult to believe that Austin brought a dress for me. I mean it’s just so unbelievable - it doesn’t sound like what he would want to do or even actually do it. And as much as I hate to say this, the gown is very beautiful and it fits like a glove, hugging in the right places. It is an off-shoulder gown so it is wrapped around my shoulders, showing my neck which I top up with the locket my parents gave me. It matches with all kinds of clothes. Looking at myself, I admired how the dress looked on my body before I turned away and stepped into a pair of black heels. I grabbed my purse and then headed out of the room. Walking down the stairs, I see Austin pacing around in the living room in his lavish black tux and white Oxford shoes. He is using the telephone and seems to be ranting about something as always. I can not be any m
His words rang in my ears and I nearly choked on my food and my eyes widened in total surprise. Did I hear him right or what?"I'm sorry, what?" I ask, trying to process his words."Your eyes are beautiful, very beautiful," he repeats, emphasizing his compliment.Okay, can someone pinch me right now because I feel like I am dreaming? This can not be happening. Austin did not just compliment me - it’s not just possible. I mean, something has to be wrong with him because it’s unlike him to compliment me or anyone else. I don’t know what’s wrong with him but I do that something is going on in his head, because what he just said right now does not make sense at all. He isn’t this nice- as a matter of fact, he is never nice. Maybe something happened to him, after all, he has been gone for a couple of days so I will not be that surprised if he isn’t the one talking to me right now. I mean, he is acting very different than before and it’s kind of freaking me out. Austin never compliments m
I am currently in the kitchen, preparing a steaming cup of coffee for Austin. I am not entirely sure why he specifically asked me to make coffee for him but it’s alright because I did not have any other plans at the moment and making a cup of coffee for him is not a big deal- well I won’t be if he appreciates it and doesn’t pour it away like he did to his former secretary. I got that information from Jacob, not that he told me personally but I heard it when he was speaking to his pack members about it.Speaking of Jacob, I got the chance to speak to him and explain to him why I did what I did and he totally understands. In fact, we are so cool, he and I are going to watch the movies together tonight. It won’t cause any problems because it’s a normal thing for the pack members to watch movies on a Thursday, just that I will be joining him and instead of inviting all the pack members, it’s just going to be me and him. Once the coffee is ready, I carefully pour it into his treasured co
"Because I don’t want to be in one of your paintings anymore." I voice out Austin's face drops, a mix of astonishment and disbelief written all over his features. I can sense that my words have caught him off guard, and the expression on his face makes it clear that this is not going to go well."I know about the painting Austin," I said.I never forgot about that painting - I just never could. I wanted to confront Austin and let him know how frustrating and unacceptable it is to paint something like that about me. But every time I tried to talk to him, my mind would wander to Jacob, and just like that the fear of getting caught grips me and I lost the confidence to confront him. But right now, he will have to speak. There is absolutely no way I am going to allow Austin to get away with this. He has and will have to be held accountable and provide a thorough explanation for why he decided to paint that portrait of me. "You had no right to paint a nude picture of me Austin," I state
Austin's eyes blazed with fury as he warned, his voice filled with frustration, "Never fucking talk about her again otherwise you are going to face more consequences than you can ever imagine." He released my hair with a forceful gesture and stormed out of the room, leaving me to process his words.I feel a surge of tears welling up in my eyes, but I summon every ounce of self-control to prevent them from spilling over until Austin takes his leave. It's crucial for me not to let him witness my vulnerability, as I refuse to give him the satisfaction of thinking he can easily hurt me. I won't let his ego be boosted by seeing that weak side of me.As I hear the door bangs shut, my heart soars with a mix of emotions and uncontrollable tears stream down my face making me feel pathetic and miserable. My heart begins to thump against my rib cage and I feel an overwhelming need to release my anger, unsure if I should let the tears flow or take more drastic measures.Controlling my emotions se
~ JACOB’S POVI gaze at her serene expression as she peacefully rests, her beauty radiating in the soft moonlight. The sight fills my heart with an overwhelming sense of awe and adoration. My desire to be present and witness her tranquil sleep remains unyielding, as I cherish every precious moment.Bella looks so perfect when she is asleep. She is undoubtedly the most beautiful person I have laid my eyes on. While gazing at her serene face, a delicate strand of eyelash captures my attention. With utmost tenderness, I delicately pluck it away, ensuring not to disrupt her blissful dreams. My heart swells with adoration, cherishing these intimate moments of affection.Last night, Bella and I had a deeply emotional moment. It was so magical how I easily comforted her and made her feel better. I am so glad that I was there for her when she needed me the most.After what had happened between her and Adam, I felt like Bella deserved someone she could easily talk to. Someone she could rely o
~ BELLA’S POVI am sitting on the couch with Jacob by my side. We are both wrapped in a cozy blanket, lost in the pages of an enchanting novel. The warm glow of the fireplace casts a romantic ambiance as Jacob gently reads each word to me.It's a beautiful moment and I feel really lucky to have this intimacy where our hearts intertwine through the power of storytelling. I couldn't ask for a more enchanting evening.As I steal a quick glance at Jacob, my heart flutters with a mix of excitement and warmth. A smile effortlessly dances across my face, revealing the joy I feel deep within. It's incredibly peculiar, yet undeniably endearing how I find myself irresistibly attracted to this bookish man. I never thought I would be drawn to someone like him, but I suppose fate has its own whimsical plans for me.And you know what? I absolutely adore it.Jacob is like a beautiful paradox in my world, someone who effortlessly fulfills my deepest desires. As I watch him immersed in the pages of th