"Oh. I hate you too, Bella, for all the troubles you are making me go through," Seth muttered under his breath.He shrugged as he followed her back to the house. However, he kept his distance from her as he wasn't sure about what she could do or not. From the way she kept shooting him daggers through her eyes though, he was sure she was all out for murdering him.Isabella refused to say anything. Instead, she kept shooting death glares at the man. The moment they got to the house, she went straight to her room. She placed a sleeping Samuel on the bed. She went to Seth and quietly took a sleeping Victoria from him. She returned to the bed with the little girl and placed her beside her brother also."I want you to quit your job," Seth announced to Isabella the moment he saw that she was already done with caring for the babies. He had thought about it hard while they walked back home and he realized that the reason the man was able to get into her grace was because he tried to bribe her
Isabella got awoken by the feeling that someone had their hand all over her. Even though she tried to resist the urge the person invoked in her, she still found her body reacting to the touch. At first, she shrugged it off but the feeling kept coming on stronger with each passing moment. Unable to resist for long, she opened her eyes to see who it was."Hey, you," Seth greeted her with a sexy smile as he trailed kisses all over her chest. "I wasn't going to let you wake up now though." He dropped another kiss a little downward, at the space between her breasts. "But it's so hard to keep my hands to myself while you were sleeping so peacefully on my bed.""What do you want?" Isabella said with a sleepy voice."To hear you scream my name again?" Seth told her, unsure about how she would react to his words. When she didn't say anything, he gave her another kiss. This one landed on her belly button and she sighed as his tongue swirled around the visible belly buttons."Hmm…" Isabella moan
Seth frowned his face in his sleep as his alarm clock rang to signify the start of the new day. When the annoying sound would not stop, he rolled over and pressed the one button he was already too familiar with, knowing that would make the alarm snooze for another ten minutes before it began its annoying blasting again. Oh, how he hated the same morning routine.When he thought that he had finally conquered one annoying sound, the honking of his neighbor's car started its own share of forcing him to wake up. Then, came the running footsteps all over, shaking the ground as the people slammed their feet on the ground too hard. What and who were the nemesis of his life again? That was right, they were his alarm and his neighbor's family. All of them never stopped forcing him to wake up with their annoying sounds every damn morning. When he heard the screeching of the car moving further away about five minutes later, he smiled to himself, happy that everywhere would be quiet again. Anothe
"Anna?! Anna!! Anna, open this door now!!!" Isabella banged on the door of her best friend. Never mind that the time was only 8 AM on a Sunday morning. A time when she should be preparing the twins and herself for sunday service at the church. But the matter on her heart was heavier than letting it be until she was back from church."Ann!" She yelled again. She needed to talk to her best friend about the conflicting emotions she was going through just because she had sex with Seth.Anna rushed out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around her chest to secure her nakedness. The heavens knew that she was going to blast whoever was at the door for trying to tear down her apartment. Then, she would double kill the person for ruining her bath and perfect morning with the community nuisance the person was going on about with. "Anna!" Isabella yelled again. She moved back a little and examined the small house, trying to determine if she could get away with getting into the house ille
"Thank you, Anna," Isabella said, sniffing her nose to keep the tears from falling any longer. She rubbed her face with her hands to clear the remaining rescue of tears away."Are you sure you are okay now?" Anna asked her friend, looking at the woman with something closed to pity."Yeah. I have to go now since I left the babies with Rita. She has to leave soon and I don't want to delay her by not showing up on time.""You'll be fine?" Anna asked, still not sure if she should let the woman leave.Isabella got up from where she sat. "I'm sure, babes. I'm totally fine."Anna got up also. "Let ne see you off then.""Alright."The two of them got out of the house together. They walked a little further away from the house since Anna's home was in a remote place where it was hard to get taxis in the area. After walking for about ten minutes, Anna was able to flag down a car for her."Thanks for today, girlfriend," Isabella said as she got into the taxi."Call me when you get home, love. Don'
"What do you think you are doing?” Isabella asked Seth who acted as if he didn’t hear her and just kept advancing towards him. “Stop right there!” She yelled at him. She didn't want the man anywhere near herself since she wasn't sure that she wouldn't jump into his arms if he tried to have his way with her once more.Seth refused to answer her. Even though he didn’t know why she was trying to act like she was tough, he knew that she desired him as much as he desired her. He could see it in the way her eyes lit up and how her cheeks were flushed with the desire she felt. But then, would he ever understand women and the reason why they always fight hard against the things they wanted? The answer was no and he didn’t care to know in any case. “Bella, I want to talk to you.” He told her. He looked at the twins and smiled. “Those traitors are already asleep.” He couldn't help but think that the kids were also against him having a good time with their mother. like every time he tries to get
Seth groaned, raising his head which had been hunched over a desk and stretching his arm. He winced when a muscle in his neck pulled and rubbed his eyes tiredly. A glance at the table clock showed him it was eight in the night and he had been summing accounts for almost three hours since he had arrived from the office. He needed a break. Rising from his seat, his white singlet moved in the direction of his muscles as he walked to the living room, arm stretched over his head and paused in his tracks. The TV was on and giggling at some weird sitcom was Isabella. He could only view her profile from the side and damn he couldn't take his eyes off her. The twins sat on either side of her. They were now grown enough to sit and crawl and mahn, they drove Seth crazy with how fast they had become. How was it that they always loved to crawl into the weirdest places? It was ridiculous. One time, Isabella had rushed to his room saying she couldn't find Victoria. Seth had expected that Samuel wo
Seth adjusted his tie and hissed very loudly. He was tired. Tired about everything and everyone. And who was the reason for the way he was? Of course, it was none other than Isabella Rogers. It felt more and more to him like the woman was designed to do nothing but frustrate the peace out of his life. He couldn't get why she treated him like he was nothing but dirt. Heck! The woman treated him like he was something worse than dirt. She treated him like he was some kind of hardened criminal. And that is exactly what he couldn't pinpoint from her. How can a woman who allowed him to have sex with her twice just turn around and she transformed to a totally different breed? How can she just forget the good time they had together that one night and then turned herself into the kind of person no one would want to get close to even an inch of her existence? Or was it that she just hated him that much?He shook his head to disregard that thought. Isabella couldn't hate him. No, not his Bella.
"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