The light from the morning sun stole its way into the room and woke Isabella up from her sleep. She stretched herself, feeling very refreshed. She yawned as she opened her eyes and immediately she saw that someone was sleeping on the bed with her, she swallowed the rest of the yawning. She tried to move out of his reach but he chose that moment to hold her even closer to himself. She gasped softly and when she saw him frowned in his sleep, she stilled in his arms. As she watched him sleep, she couldn't help but remember how he had taken extra good care of her the previous night. The way he had fed her, bathed her, and tucked her into bed. Try as she may, she couldn't overlook the effort he made in making sure she was very comfortable. But then, she became very conflicted. She didn't know what to think or make of his attitude toward her. For a man who had accused her of being a gold digger, she couldn't understand why he would just take care of her that much. With the way he acted lik
Isabella was just about to dialed her mother's phone number when a new call came into her phone. When she saw that it was a strange number, she hesitated to pick the call since she didn't know who was on the line. She thought that it might be Bobby. While she wouldn't mind talking to the man, she needed to know what the situation was at the hospital. When the phone rang again, she picked it up with the aim of telling the man she would call him later. "Bobby, I would call you-" She started. "Isa, it is I, Seth's mother," B's voice came over the phone, effectively cutting off her words. "B!" Isabella exclaimed and got up from where she sat. "How are the twins?" She asked in a very worried tone. She was eager to know if there were any changes to her children's health. "And a very good morning to you too." The other woman told her in a sarcastic voice. "Pardon my manners," Isabella apologized. "I just wanted to know what is happening over there now." She let out a loud sigh. "You know
"I'm telling you guys that it is not what you are thinking about!" Isabella yelled at the two older women for what felt like the millionth time. "Victoria, drop that." She commanded her daughter who had a teddy bear halfway to her mouth. "Yeah, right." Her mother snorted at her. Isabella looked at the two women and shook her head in disbelief. She couldn't believe how much fuse the women were making just because she wore Seth's shirt. All through the ride home, they would not let her be. Now, they were already in the house and they were still giving her a hard time. No matter what she said or how many times she repeated it, it only felt like she was giving them more energy to dispute her words. "You know what? Just continue to say whatever it is you want to say?" She told them. To make sure they heard her well, she gestured with her hand, moving it up and down in order to encourage them to continue. "I'm not going to say a word about it anymore."The two older women began to giggle
"Here, here, here. Piping hot meals!" Isabella squeaked as she dropped a pot of hot soup on the dining table. Seth looked up from the computer he was working on and gave her a smile. "Hurry up, will you?!" She gestured with her hand for him to come to the table."Coming!" He answered but his attention was focused on what he was working on since he needed to cover up for the two to three days he missed at work. "Isabella, go and get some fruits from the refrigerator." Her mother commanded her."Yes, sire." She joked with the older woman and made her way from the room.Seth smiled to himself. Ever since their mothers arrived in the morning, the home has been hustling with activities. He had laughed so hard, he was afraid he must have expelled his bags of laughter in a single day. He lost his focus on the table when he saw a pair of legs standing in front of him. He looked up, tracing the legs to the short jeans skirt she wore and the black chiffon top she exchanged his shirt for, and s
82.“Isabella! Hurry up or you will be late for work!” Her mother yelled at her. “Coming,” Isabella yelled back at the woman. It was a Monday morning and she was getting ready for her first day of work at the resort. She smoothed her hands on the grey tight fitting pencil skirt that she wore. She examined herself once again through the mirror and adjusted the collar of her shirt. When she was sure she was okay, she sprayed some perfume on herself so she could smell fresh all day long. She made her way downstairs afterwards and met her mum and B each carrying the twins. Isabella was grateful for their presence a lot. Otherwise, she didn’t know how she would have been able to cope with taking care of the twins and still working the morning shift at the resort. But the women had helped her with the twins aspect. All she had to do was wake up in the morning and take care of herself, the two older women took care of the babies. “You look so beautiful.” Mrs. Allen said to her, looking a
"Don't even think about eating that meat or I'm going to kill you," Isabella threatened Seth with a very straight face.Seth, who had the piece of meat halfway to his mouth, paused and looked at Isabella to see if she meant her threat. When he saw how she was trying hard to keep her 'I'm very serious' look, he gave her an evil smile and popped the piece of meat into his mouth. He knew that what she said was nothing but an empty threat to stop him."Oops!" He gave the woman a feigned sorry look and began to chew the meat. He even made sure to chew the meat loudly just to annoy her.It was a Saturday afternoon and they were both home for the weekend. To show their mothers how appreciative they were for their help around the house, the two decided to cook lunch for everyone. They were boiling the red meat for the meal they were preparing when Seth stole one of it."Get out of my kitchen. Now!" Isabella told him, pointing the spatula in her hand in his direction."Well, I'm not the one who
Seth sat across the CEO of Goldman and Sons Corporation, his hand held each other on the table where he placed them. He was slightly afraid as he watched the expression on the man's face change so rapidly, he was unable to define what it was all about. Even though he was not revealing his emotions, he needed to bag the contract he was pursuing for his company. It would help him in his self-esteem and also to win other contracts easily.Goldman and Sons Corporation was a very popular one that dealt with different branches of the business world. From importing and exporting to fashion clothing and line to real estates and to vocational schools, the company deals with all of them. Therefore, it was always extra hard for any other company to win any contract with them."Mr. Allen?" The CEO of the company called suddenly. "Yes, Mr. Goldman?"The man went through the files on the table once again. Then he looked up. "To be honest, I am very impressed with all the documents and files I am s
"I'm home," Seth announced in a very cheerful voice. Even though he was tired from the day's activity at work, he was still happy and excited about the deal he was able to secure with the CEO of Goldman and Sons Corporation. All he needed to do was to soak himself in the bath to get rid of the tiredness he felt. And if possible, he wouldn't mind making his way to the bed immediately and just sleep the rest of the night off."Oh. You look like you are very tired," Isabella commented, coming out of the kitchen with a bottle of wine in her hands."Of course, I am very-" Seth swallowed the rest of the words as he took in what the woman before him was wearing.She was clad in a bum short that was barely covering her butts and a crop top that stopped just before her navel. The top was sleeveless and had a deep V cut in the center. Her black hair was put up in a ponytail that danced seductively around her neck and that made the flesh around there look delicious. Seth gulped as he thought that
"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