Seth's head pounded loudly as if he was being hammered by something heavy and he winced at the pain. The light flickering in from somewhere into the room, directly on his face made the headache even worse than it should. To protect his eyes from burning, he covered it with one of his arms. He remained that way for almost five minutes, bearing the pains he felt course through his system.When he couldn't take the harsh treatment of the hot sun on him anymore, he groaned and sat up. His head felt like it would explode from the little action and he took three deep long breaths to help him calm down. He managed to stagger to the bathroom and opened the water on his head just to clear his head and thoughts."Now, that's better." He said to himself after the headache subsided. He looked into the bathroom mirror with a sigh. He first noticed the baggy eyes he spotted. Next, he saw that he was not in his room or even his house since the bathroom's interior was far different from his. "Where am
Isabella bent down to pick an empty can from the floor and let out an agonized sound. Her waist felt on fire and she tapped her fingers on her thighs to endure the pain. Once the pain subsided, she rose up and rested her hands on her big tommy."Are you okay?" An older woman's voice called from the doorway."Yes, mum," Isabella called back.After she and Seth had talked about who keeps the baby or not, she had fled to San Francisco to stay with her mother. Of course, her mother being her mother had screamed at her and demanded to know who the father of the baby was. Lost about how to explain, Isabella had evaded the question with her tears and her mother had let it go. Ever since then, the older woman hasn't asked again."Are you sure, honey?" Her mother asked again. She appeared at the doorway, concerned radiating all over her eyes. Isabella stared into her mother's brown eyes which were very identical to hers and smiled. Even more than the eye color, Isabella shared almost the same
Seth whirled around in the office chair he sat on, lost in deep thoughts about his life and the next steps to take. If anyone asked him, then he would truthfully tell them he was tired. Tired of how blank the future seemed.A hand waved in front of him but he couldn't register the thought in his mind that his attention was needed. It's been more than a month now since he last saw or heard anything about Isabella. All the private investigators he had hired hadn't been able to make any progress about the location of the woman. Much as he had someone stalked her best friend too, nothing fruitful had come out of it. Yes, he had stooped that low. After all, his future and the future of both his lineage and company and family wealth depended on the success he attained concerning his heir."For goodness sake, Seth. Can you snap out of whatever it is that makes you look like a lion ready to devour its prey?" Nate grumbled at his best friend. He wasn't to be blamed though. He has been trying
Isabella grunted in frustration as she took another look at her account balance. With the way her money was fast going low, she wasn't so sure that she would have enough to even take care of her hospital bill, not to talk about caring for her baby and herself.Before she could do anything to stop the tears, they fell freely, staining her cheeks with the multiple lines they formed. How has everything come to this for her? She thought as she buried her face in her lap and continued with her cry.She thought that she had everything mapped out perfectly for her and her baby. She thought she had enough savings to last them for three months after her birth. By then, she would be fit enough to start working again. All she had to do was either employ a babysitter for her child or drop the child in a nursery home while she went out to work.Now, all of those were gone. And why was that? Because some self-entitled man decided to pop up and claim that the child she was carrying belonged to him.
Seth winked at the hot air hostess walking beside him and chuckled at the shy way she reciprocated his seduction before she scurried away. Not wanting her to leave without getting her contact, he raced after her, dragging his luggage with him."Do you mind if I get your number, sweetheart?" He asked her as soon as he caught up with her.The air hostess looked back at him and smiled in a coy way again. Seth smiled back also. The shy one, is she? No problem since he would be helping her shred her good girl skin soon."I promise to give you such a good time you'll never want to be q good girl again." He blew her a kiss and nearly laughed out loud when the lady moaned so softly, he almost didn't hear her. "Got you." He muttered under his breath."Sorry?" The brunette asked with such a deep breath that gave away her arousal.Seth gave her a wide grin. "You were going to give me your number?" He played a quick one on her.The air hostess brought out her business card and gave it to him bef
The first thing that came to Isabella's mind was to escape. Before she could even think about how foolish the idea was, her legs were already halfway across the big room she was just standing in peacefully only about a few minutes ago.Had she prayed that the son of B should love her cooking and allow her to continue cooking for the family? Well now, she prayed that the man would choke on the food and slump down. Heaven forgives her for her evil thinking.But why was he always popping up everywhere she went? Why was it that she could never hide from him no matter where in the world she went?She was already at the door and ready to hold the doorknob when she felt a strong arm wrap itself around her to stop her from leaving. Frustrated about the inconvenient situation she found herself in, she turned around and began to slap the man across his chest while tears kept streaming down her face."Isabella, calm down, will you? I'm not going to hurt you," Seth assured her.When he first saw h
A loud clunk on the table at which Isabella and B were playing their usual Ludo game made the two women look up in shock. The moment Isabella saw who it was, her heart began to thump loudly in her chest and she wished that she could disappear to somewhere where the man wouldn't see her anymore."What do you think you are doing?" Mrs. Allen yelled at her son when she saw her son was the one standing like a soldier ready for war."Mom, how about you excuse Isabella and me for a moment?" Seth asked, his eyes pleading silently with his mother to understand him."If you wanted to talk to Isabella, you should have asked me to excuse you politely instead of causing a ruckus, son." Mrs. Allen smacked her lips together. "Because of your rude behavior, I'm not leaving here." She turned back to the game.Isabella watched the banter between mother and son with a heavy heart. She didn't need any soothsayer or even a diviner of some sort to tell her what it was that Seth wanted to talk to her about
"What are you doing here, B?" Mrs. Rogers questioned Seth's mother who kept looking around as if she was either a police woman looking for a defaulter of the law or she was the one running away from the law."Shh. Don't shout, you slow woman." Mrs. Allen cautioned her friend. She motioned for the other woman to lower her voice. "Where's your daughter?" She asked, looking around."She said she was going out to buy something she was craving."Mrs. Rogers dropped the cardboard in her hands with a loud sigh. Mrs. Allen picked the cardboard up and read the inscription out loudly."Welcome home, baby." She nodded her head in approval at the choice of colors the other woman chose. She dropped the cardboard and turned to face the other woman. "I like how you chose two lively colors. Blue and pink are nice. Whichever the sex of the baby is, the colors would match PPP perfectly.""Well, thank you. I know it is not exactly nice but it is all I can afford to do for my baby girl and my grandchild
"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