CHAPTER 134Seth jumped off his bed at the sound of a baby crying. His nerves were shot, he was fucking tired, but one of the twins was bawling his or her face off in their mother's room and he had to see. He stomped down on the floor and paused to see he was naked. "Dammit," he sighed, rubbing his face. Wearing clothes was too much work and he had no energy. None at all. He was tired. And that was an understatement in itself. It had been a week since he was discharged from the hospital. Taking over his duties at the Allen and sons company was no easy task. He had been gone for a whole month! Half of his employees had started to think he would not make it out of the coma, and some had even resigned. Others thought looting the company was their way out. Fools.Seth chuckled darkly and reached for a robe instead. Pants be fucked, it was just a quick check anyways. All he wanted to do was sleep his eyes out. After making sure that every missing check down to the last dollar in his co
Sacramento. The city of trees. The city with the seventh largest world economy. A growing metropolitan. Home to over 500,000 folks. Or at least that was what google had told Isabella. And in a way, it wasn't wrong. Sacramento did have a lot of trees. The side view of her simple apartment was a testimony to that. Trees lined the other side of the road, looking absolutely beautiful. Every time she woke up, it was to the pretty green scenery, the soft rustling of leaves and the branches dancing to the gentle breeze. For a heartbroken soul like Isabella, it was healing and she was glad she had paid for the place. It was secluded. It was beautiful. And it was far away from Seth. What more could she ask for? Isabella sighed and left the window where she stood, staring at the trees. And her potted vegetables. It was her second week in Sacramento and while things hadn't been easy, especially when it came to settling down with the little money she had left, she didn't think it was a total
"Isabella," Seth shouted, jolting awake from his sleep. He felt the other side of the bed with his hand but it was empty just like the day before. It has been two days since Isabella decided to leave abruptly. He fell asleep last night thinking about her and dreamt about how she came back running into his arms and kissing him passionately. "Has she come back? Where is she?" Different questions kept running through his mind as he jumped out of bed. He put on his robe quickly and went straight to Isabella's room. It was stupid, he knew, but damn him if he still didnt cling to the hope that she was back. Opening the door, he pictured her sitting pretty on the now empty bed breastfeeding one of the twins while the other one cried. He remembered when they would bathe the children, feed them and sing lullabies together. "All that is gone now." He said shutting the door. "I need to clear my fucking head." Seth headed downstairs to the kitchen to make himself a strong cup of coffee. Cogn
"What's happening?” Seth woke up to the sound of his babies crying. “I hired a goddamn nanny.” He put on his robe quickly and went to the children's room to meet the nanny, desperately trying to silence the children aggressively. “What do you think you're doing?” He asked, walking into the room calmly with his hands in his pocket to avoid hitting her. He wouldn't hit a woman, but he didn't think he could control himself if his children are involved.She turned round to face him. “I was, I was just-” she stuttered, she wasn't expecting him to walk in on her.“You're laid off, I don't want to see you anywhere near this house in five minutes. I'll send your salary to you” He said, ordering her out of the room. “It's not your fault”. He said, shaking his head after she left. He picked up one of the twins and tried calming him down.Two weeks had passed since Isabella abandoned him and the children. He searched all over the city, but he couldn't find her. He had gone to visit her mum, bu
The loud horn from the car Seth almost crashed into jolted him back to reality. He turned the wheel in the opposite direction quickly to avoid an accident. He was angry and wasn't thinking straight as he was driving. He knew he shouldn't be on the wheels in that state of mind, but he didn't care.“What more damage could another accident do to me?” He thought to himself. He wanted to head over to Kaitlyn's house immediately, but he knew he would do something he would eventually regret, so he stopped at a nearby bar to get some Brandy to clear his head instead. “One glass of Brandy please." He ordered, taking his seat at the bar table. Some girls present there approached him and began to rub their hands all over him. Seth shook his head in disapproval, but they didn't seem to get the memo, and they continued. “Get your hands off me." He shouted, attracting everyone's attention. He was done with girls, all the ones he had ever been with before Isabella seemed to attract bad luck. Just
“Up yet?” Melody screamed over the phone as soon as Isabella picked up. It was another Monday of work. A solid month since she had arrived in Sacramento and though she had settled in with the people and the environment fast, she hadn't gotten accustomed to Melody's screams.Isabella didn't bother to get an alarm clock. Every weekday morning, Melody made it a point of duty to call Isabella early in the morning, they always did the trick. On the rare days when they didn't, Melody would walk over to her door and knock on it until she opened it, making sure she was awake. “I'm up, I'm up” Isabella screamed back through the phone sitting up in bed. She ran her fingers through her hair and looked at the wall clock. It was seven am. Perhaps she ought to be relieved that Melody hadn't woken her up by six this time. Work wasn't until nine, she had two hours to prepare. She put on a brown slip-on dress and decided to get some coffee from a nearby café. “Do I have something on me?” She asked
CHAPTER 140.The video did nothing but make Isabella furious.“Parading me everywhere like I'm a fucking trinket! Does he think I'm cheap? He thinks talking about the twins would make me go back to him! He wishes!” She said aloud to herself as she lay on her bed. A pang of guilt struck her as her mind drifted off to the twins and she buried her face in her pillow, quelling the urge to cry. She wished she had never left them behind. And perhaps, she would go back for them when she had made enough money to cater to their needs. Enough to look Seth in the face and tell him she didn't need his help raising her babies. But that was the future! Right now, the whole of Sacramento was beginning to get nosy! Everyone had stared at her constantly, probably wondering if she was the billionaire's baby mama or just some lookalike. Wait a damn minute! Melody had to have seen the video, right? Isabella sat up at the thought. Why had she acted as if she had absolutely no idea why people were st
Dressed in a suit and matching tie, Seth checked himself in the mirror before picking up his briefcase from the table and heading out to the corridor.After two months of an intense search for Isabella with futile results, Seth decided he couldn't put off work anymore unless he was ready to allow the business to go down the drain. He resumed his position at the office but didn't stop his search for Isabella. He contacted every TV show in the city and attended as many interviews as possible, yet he hadn't received a single piece of information from anybody. It was starting to get scary. Stepping out of his room, he went to the children's room to check on them before leaving the house. He met Beatrice trying to feed Vicky, who just kept on kicking her legs and cooing.“Let me do it,” Seth said, taking the bottle from her. He lifted Vicky from her crib and tried putting the bottle in her mouth the way his mom taught him, but she turned her face away, refusing the food.“I guess she's n
"What about the flowers?!" Seth yelled, running around the house as if he was possessed. Oh, he was possessed alright. Possessed by the need to make sure everything was perfect. Over the past week, he had learned so much about proposals, his head was heavy and filled with ideas. He'd come up with a plan to charm Isabella and get her to say yes. But then his plan got thwarted because a little birdie told him Isabella was coming to LA that day. He had wanted to pass out when Anna called him saying Isabella was arriving that day. He wasn't ready! Heck, his mother hadn't brought the flowers yet and Isabella's mom was struggling to hang balloons on the wall of the living room. "Gahhhhh!" He yelled, yanking at his freshly combed hair. "Stop that right now! It took me an hour to make it perfect!" Nate yelled from behind him and Seth shot him a glare. "How about you focus on ironing the suit instead?!" He replied."How about you iron your suit yourself! I'm not some fucking Valet. I have
"Shit! Shit! Shit!" Seth muttered when he heard the door to the house open. She was running off! Again. And it was all his stupid fault. What the hell had he been thinking?!He hadn't even been thinking at all. "Fuck!" He yelled, pounding his fist into the bed. Who could blame him?! His brain had been mashed up in the affair, he hadn't his wits around him. Saying that had been the most natural thing to do. Well, congratulations! You've managed to repulse her. He groaned, dragging a hand down his face. He had meant to mess things up. He had just wanted to make her feel special, nothing more! But instead, he had blown his plan to bits by jumping the gun. His chest hurt, and it felt hard to breathe remaining in bed as his head replayed the way she had looked at him as if the very thought of marriage disgusted her. Rising out of bed, he searched for his shirt. Or was it the very thought of marriage to him? Seth paused, a deep frown etched onto his face. There was no way she was repuls
"Hot damn," Seth panted, his head lolling against the sofa. "Fuck Bella, that was intense," Isabella smiled proudly, staring up at him. He looked so sated and quite adorable with the way his green eyes snapped open and closed at different intervals. His voice had grown thick and hoarse from groaning and she giggled. She liked this. Knowing how helpless he was to her touch. Knowing he felt intense pleasure when he was with her. Knowing that she could drive him crazy as much as he drove her crazy. "Come here," he ordered, spreading out and patting his thighs. Biting her lip, Isabella climbed on him, sighing when his semi-hard member lay against her core. Seth buried his face in her neck, kissing her at intervals while fondling her breasts. His hands found her nipples and pinched them. Isabella squirmed, getting wetter by the second and moaning at his ministrations. Beneath her, she could feel him get turgid again. "You ready?" He asked, green eyes burning as he stared into hers. "Y
When Isabella woke the next morning, Something soft and warm was pressed to her nape. She shook her head, trying to shake it off, but it simply slid down her neck in the most sensual way possible causing her to sigh deeply. "Oh that feels good," she muttered subconsciously. "Yeah?" A deep masculine voice penetrated the sleepy haze that surrounded her. She frowned. Where the hell had that come from? "Relax baby," the voice said soothingly and she found herself relaxing into the bubble of passion that encased her. She wasn't stupid, she knew who it was. She knew it was Seth, and that she was supposed to be mad at him. But oh she couldn't resist. The wonderful feel of his tongue on her skin drove her crazy with desire, setting her loins on fire. The night before, after they had both done the dishes. He had offered to watch a movie with her and like the dumbass she was, she had fallen asleep. When she woke up, it was Seth carrying her to her bed and telling her he would sleep right ne
CHAPTER 149"It was madness," he whispered. To hear him clearly, she moved closer to the door and placed her ear against it. As if he sensed her, she heard him drop to the floor and place his head on the door. Seth closed his eyes, trying to recall how he had felt while he was in a coma. "I couldn't move. And there was this thick darkness as if I was suffocating with nothing in sight." He sighed and listened in to hear her soft breathing on the other side. So fucking adorable. "It was you, you know? You kept talking and singing and doing all that shit and it was soothing. I told myself that at least if I was lost, I was lost with you. And I was fine with that Bella, you know? I was fine with just being with you. I couldn't even hear half the things you said but it was good enough for me to know you were around." Isabella blinked and tears slipped down her cheeks. Sniffing, she wiped the tears away and listened more. "When I awoke and you avoided me, I felt pretty stupid. And angr
"What are you still doing here?!" Isabella yelled at the wide-eyed man who stared back at her, the stupidest grin on his face. She had stalled at the office, wasted time like no man's business, all in hopes that he would have left by the time she got home. But in all honesty, a part of her was thrilled to see him. That part was even more delighted to see he was dressed in her apron and no shirt underneath. Her body stirred with a rather heavy need to hump him and that spurred on anger. Why the hell did he look like he belonged there?! His hair, blonde and touseled playfully fell over his green eyes. His muscles flexed and contracted as he walked towards her, smiling. "You're home," he grinned, leaning forward to pat her hair. As if she were some five-year-old in need of fucking reassurance. It was all too much! She had left him just for a day and he had turned her apartment and life upside down. He was making fish broth! Fish broth! She couldn't remember the last time she had mad
Her house was quite serene, Seth mused as he wiped the kitchen windows with a soaked napkin. The house was quiet and peaceful and he wasn't sure he could remember the last time he had lived in such a quiet environment. He had to admit, the scenery was beautiful. All green, with tall trees that swayed from side to side. I could stay here forever with her, he thought with a stupid grin on his face. After finally seeing her, after all the many days he had to spend without her, he could live in a fucking igloo as long as she was there. He would need her fire to keep warm. "And God knows she has too much of it burning inside her." He muttered to himself, inspecting the cleaned window, and nodded. That was the last window to clean on his window-cleaning journey. It wasn't like he had anything better to do than to wait for Isabella to arrive from work. Another grin wormed its way to his face and he chuckled. It was quite ironic, she was at work and he was cleaning the house. Like some hou
Dash it! Dash it all to pieces, Isabella thought as she walked into the company. She was mortally exhausted and it had everything to do with the blonde in her house with sparkling green eyes that made her legs jelly. His stupid grin, his infuriating smirk, and his deliciously hot chest drove her crazy! Isabella tossed her head in a groan, trying to get rid of the image of him in her head. How the hell was she supposed to do so? He infiltrated her senses and drove her insane with desire and anger, it was madness! All she could think about, all that had kept her up all night was the feel of his mouth against hers. Hard and demanding. She ought to have kicked him out immediately when he stepped into the shower with her. Scratch that, she should have thrown him out the minute he stepped into her house. But Isabella had yearned for him, every minute they were apart. Every fucking second was a torture she felt she had imposed on herself. When he stepped in, discarding his clothes until he
Isabella turned in her bed the next morning and groaned in pain. Pressing her hand to her head, it hurt a little.“Maybe it was the wine," she thought, getting out of her bed.Strangely, she had dreamt of Seth. Remembering it, she felt disgusted and excited at the same time.“Thank God it was only a dream," she said as she left her room. Stepping into the living room, Isabella noticed Seth curled up in a blanket. He had passed the night on the couch. “It was not a dream, after all, fuck this hangover.” She said, rolling her eyeballs.Memories of the last night came back to her, and she remembered walking out on Seth during dinner when he refused to tell her why he was there. With the way things turned out, she expected that Seth would be gone, but there he was sleeping peacefully on the couch. “Am I admiring him now?” Isabella thought to herself. She had stood there for some time staring at his face.She walked back to her room quietly and sat on her bed. Checking the time, it was b