With no intention of slowing down his anger filled strides, Charles made for his mother’s abode in the hotel. She had crossed the line finally and he wasn’t going to let it slide. To make matters worse, he was not able to celebrate with Isabella properly, for finally winning the battle.
That was more reason to see his mother at that moment.
He finally made it to her room and took a deep breath to collect himself. Hardening his face after, he pushed the door hard and as his eyes scanned the room, he smiled.
With his father with them, the whole thing was going to play out amazingly.
“Charles, where are your manners? Have you lost your senses, you don’t know how to knock anymore?” his mother quizzed, her brows furrowed. Charles could still sense the Isabella topic beneath her question but he said nothing yet. He just walked to chair and sat.
If one could sense the way her heart pounded, they would think she was about to enter a lion’s den where she could get torn apart. Even Isabella found it ridiculous and uneasy that she was acting that way. So, she pulled at her top and inwardly told herself to be calm.It was just Gabriel she was going to see. And when she finally leaves his sight, she will finally be free.So, seeing him one last time, even if within prison walls shouldn’t hurt at all.“There will be a guard with you to ensure nothing out of place happens,” the man who had been leading them said, his hand adjusting his crooked glasses after. Charles thanked him for his time and the man soon left, leaving Charles and Isabella alone in the hardly ventilated room which reeked of certain chemicals.“Richard will be here soon with the documents,”
It was happening all over again.It was exactly how it went years ago. He had waited for her. A minute late turned to thirty minutes late. Then, an hour then two before the officiating priest got tired of waiting.Charles didn’t know what to feel first. Anger? Hatred? Disappointment? Sadness?Isabella, like that day was already thirty minutes late and the judge couldn’t bear to be so delayed. Charles wondered, if she had made that promise out of pity when in fact she must have had some plan tucked away in her head.As he walked out of the elevator, he felt his whole body shake. But it was not over yet. Someone within him knew she would show up. But if she doesn’t… he knew damn well he won’t forgive her ever.Just through the glass doors of the building which housed a court room am
From a distance, she watched, anger running through her veins.How dare her son get married without her being there? Even if she did not agree to his choice, as his mother, she had every right to witness that moment that comes but once- well, except he divorces the woman and gets married again.Even her husband who had informed her of the hurried ceremony didn’t mention even subtly that she could come. Instead, he had asked her why she hated the woman called Isabella.From the car which she stalked the duo, she noticed how wide Isabella’s smile was and she definitely did not miss how transformed the woman was.Why? Claire Oxford then wondered.Why did it have to be her Charles could fall in love with?She knew Isabella’s type because she was once like her. A broken woman s
“You what now?” Caleb’s face wore the utmost surprise on his face. Isabella gave a small smile followed by a little shrug as though she didn’t just tell him she was married already.“Are you being serious? Is that why you-?” His eyes roamed her body and even her sudden change took him by surprise even more.“I got married yesterday.” His eyes darted to her left hand and there it was, the ring that bound her to Charles. Even Isabella found it strange.She never wore a ring while she was with Gabriel. If she did, Isabella was certain she would have felt more suffocated just by looking at it.As she studied the simple art on the small ring that had Isabella wondering when Charles ever had the time to pick it, Caleb said, “How come I wasn’t invited then?”It hit Isabella. She instantly felt bad. She had been too occupied with readying herself for
As he closed the laptop in front of him after a two hour meeting with some folks who had ideas to improve things in one of his many acquired companies, Charles caught a glimpse of the silver band on his left hand.It was still like a dream that he was finally married to the one woman who occupied his mind ever since he first met her during his company’s annual boat cruise. As a lucky winner of one of the few tickets given out that period, she seemed like she was making good use of the sea view to relax herself.Without knowing her personally, he could tell she was a quiet person. But she wasn’t when he walked up to her. Perhaps it was caused by the effect he had on ladies, he wasn’t sure. But Charles thanked whatever made Isabella not so withdrawn when he came up to her.Within a short period of time, they had gotten closer and Charles could not stop wondering what she would feel like naked in his arms.
“Wow, so cool.” An excited Isabella rushed to the window side which displayed a beautiful scene of the city ahead. “It would be nice to sit by this view, don’t you think?”Who could have ever thought such a simple thing would make him see Isabella’s spark again even for a moment? Charles wondered as he watched the woman stare dreamily at the faraway lights like they were unusually beautiful stars.“Do you stare out of this place often?” she asked the man who stood in a corner just beside a guitar like shaped artwork, his eyes watching her as she eagerly leaned further.Closing his eyes as he finally saw it coming together, Charles let out a small sound of satisfaction. It really was coming together. Things were beginning to seem as they should have always been.Him and his lovely woman, finally alone, away from their troubles, in his home wh
Isabella could still not get a proper grip of herself. His words earlier… they shifted a lot within her and then his crazy touch came after, lighting her skin up. And he hadn’t used his hands yet.As Charles nibbled at the skin of her neck again, she let out another small moan and as her hands went to grab a mass of his hair, she recalled his words again. He had said he loved her.It was not the first time he would be saying it to her, but like the first time, it felt surreal to hear him say those heart aching words. But she was glad. Everything within her danced crazily as she recalled his words all over again. Her whole body yearned for him even more.And Charles did not miss the message she was sending as she raised her lower waist slightly, almost bumping his groin.“You’ll have to be patient baby girl.” The slight roughness of his chin rubbed through her neck, his
"Ohh..." Isabella groaned as sleep disappeared from her system. Hugging the sheets against her some more, she realized Charles was not in the room with her. After grudgingly sitting up, she scanned the room she was in. And as her eyes fell on an artefact on the floor, she recalled how crazy they went the previous night.After a quick meal in each other's arms, Charles had initiated a kiss which led to him exploring her insides with his long fingers. Then, she pleasured him before he dragged the session to the bed reluctantly where he took her as amazingly as the first time.Smiling, Isabella wondered where Charles could have gone. She was actually missing his face. And... his touch. Isabella wore a even bigger smile as she recalled the words they shared the previous night when they reached peaks of pleasure.Contrary to what she used to think, Isabella was starting to see how much of a lucky woman she was. She went