Ysabelle's POV
Zander was having his afternoon nap when Wesley’s name appeared on my phone screen."Hello Wes, how's your day?" I asked him." It’s terrible sissy", I heard him sigh. "Our hotel in Greece suffered a major loss these past few months. The hotel General Manager went missing. I have to be there urgent to sort out things".It’s not really a simple problem. No wonder Wesley sounds so problematic. “How did it happen? Do you think the General Manager has something to do with it?”“I still don’t know. That’s why I need to be there the soonest. I have to dig deeper to get to the bottom of this”.I felt too bad about it. “Is there anything I can do to help you?”" Yeah, I have an important meeting tommorrow morning with the CEO of Fontanella Group of Companies. Still remember the developer I told you last Saturday for our expansion?"My breath hitched after hearing what he said.“Fontanella Group of Companies Wes?" I silently hope that I just misheard it."Yes sissy. I want you to meet Mr. Andrew Fontanella in my behalf. You don't have to worry, this meeting is only a formalization. I already forwarded the contract to his secretary. He called yesterday to revise some terms which I agreed right away. I will ask my secretary to send you the contract for you to familiarize the agreement involved so that you have an idea if he ask you something”. He keeps on talking without any hint of my agitation.I don't know what to say to him. I felt relieve when he said that it's Zandro's father whom I intend to meet and not him. But I don't want to cross path any of his family either. I felt totally confused. I can't say no to my brother. It so selfish of me if I do that. This is the time when he needed my help the most and I can’t let him down."Alright Wes…, just please include any more information about Mr. Andrew Fontanella when you send me the contract" I told him. It's a business strategy we always did. As a matter of fact, we even hired private investigator before we do business to any of them, for our company sake."Right away sissy" I felt his voice relaxed a bit. And I’m happy about that. Atleast I can help him my way. “I will then call inform Mr. Andrew the changes”.An hour after Wesley called, I received what I needed from Jessica, his secretary. I proceeded to one of the 2 rooms downstairs. I made it a small office for me since I usually stays at the penthouse for my son. The next room is being occupied by Erma. It's a good thing that Zander is still asleep.I scan the contract and set aside the other folder. That one can be attend later. I have to study first the contract.So this might not be our only project with the Fontanella Group of Companies. It stated that there will be more coming. My brother is indeed a good businessman. With the Fontanella Group of Companies reputation worldwide, this will give Finn Hotel and Resorts a huge advantage. It's a win win situation to both parties actually. I know their company will also earn lot of benefits since we are stable in this field of business and we are on the midst of expanding our brand.I open the next folder. It’s Mr. Andrew Fontanella's whereabouts. I was quiet familiar to some of his assets like the island they owned in Palawan, Philippines and ofcourse the multi- billion dollar worth Fontanella Group of Companies. I was surprised to know that they also owned several properties here in New York. Including the very popular Grand Central Tower located at Time Square. It is a high rise condominium offers first class services and high-end facilities to rich and famous, mostly billionaires. I felt proud of Wesley for owning one unit there. A 500 square-meter wide apartment at 50th floor with pool inside. I was there once when Wesley celebrated his 29th birthday.I browsed the next folio. It's Mrs. Catherine Fontanella's photo. She is really beautiful. Memory flashed when I first met her. She was so friendly and accommodating."You're very pretty dear". She complimented me after Aunt Lillian introduced us. “ Are you into modelling?”"Thank you Mrs. Fontanella", I smiled. “ But no…, I’m not”."Oh, I thought you are", she uttered. "You really have what it takes to be a super model. Believe me, I know when I see one"."So this answered her statement about the model thing 5 years ago", I thought in awe. She is the owner of Primal Modelling Agency in California. Samantha Miller and George Estefan were just two of the sought after supermodels from her agency.My heart tightened when I was flipping over for the next remaining pages. I was staring on Zandro’s latest picture. He’s still too handsome. I think the years that passed suits him well. He became more masculine and dignified looking. So he is the co-owner of Flynn- Perez Electronics base here in New York. Their products are mainly computers and other gadget spare parts. He's with his bestfriend Stanley Flynn. It stated here, it's their first ventured business after graduating Electrical Engineering from Harvard. Impressive!!! Already a billionaire on his few years in business.The succeeding data caught me unprepared. I felt like being crushed, a resentful smile creeped my face. Those were recent stolen shots and newspapers clips of him with different gorgeous women in different occasion. And they were not just ordinary women. They were all successful in their chosen field. Most of them were models. Now it’s very clear to me that it’s really his nature. To use his charm to womanize, to get into every woman’s pants that he desired.Out of impulse, I tore his file and crumpled it. I will not deny that after finding out my pregnancy, it crossed my mind to reach out to him. That there’s a possibility that the woman I heard was lying. See, I still gave him the benefit of a doubt back then despite the pain he’d caused me. Now, I commend myself for making the right decision.It's already six in the evening when I got out of my office. I saw my son in the living room watching television while Erma was in the kitchen preparing dinner. I sat beside my son and kissed him. He hugged me while his eyes was transfixed on the Tv screen. I cuddled him possessively in return. I felt a sudden fear. It's a small world and his dad is very influential. "What if he finds out about Zander?" I released a deep sigh. I don't have any plan of keeping my secret a lifetime. I'm just waiting for the right time that Zander is matured enough to understand the situation.Erma told me that dinner is ready. I step on my feet and hold Zander's arm. "Sweetheart let's have dinner now"."Mom, can I finish watching it later?" He asked while his focus is still on the screen."Sorry sweetheart, maybe tomorrow okay?" I turned off the telivision."Mommy please". He showed me his puppy eyes."No! Zander listen to Mommy. Too much tv is not good for you. And besides, after dinner I have to talk to you in your room", I replied with conviction."Okey Mom”. He said and looked down. I know my son very well, he keep on doing that once he's guilty or it's his way of surrender.After dinner, I bathed him and put him on his pajamas. I settled facing him on his bed looking serious."You know Mommy loves you very much right?" I asked in a low voice. He nodded his head and stayed quiet."So if Mommy saw you did something bad, Mommy will scold you. What you did to Rachel earlier was not good sweetheart", I stated sincerely.There was a deafening silence. Then I saw tears flickered his eyes. I control myself to comfort him. I have to be strong in disciplining him or else he will grow hardheaded."It's okey to make compliment sweetheart but you should do it with respect especially that she is older than you. Actually even if you're in the same age or she is younger than you, you still have to show your respect. Do you understand Mommy?", I talked to him lovingly."Yes Mom, sorry", he cried"Shhhhh, that's enough", I dried his tears and kissed him. “ As long as you will not do it again”. He nodded his head in response. “Would you like me to sleep with you tonight?""Ofcourse Mommy, I love that". He said smiling this time. I tucked him in bed and waited him to fall asleep before going to my room. After freshening up, I went back to him. He was sleeping soundly that I had to laid down beside him in a very conscious manner. I couldn’t help but hug him tightly when his father suddenly emerged in my mind. No matter what happens, I won’t let him take Zander away from me!" Five years ago "Ysabelle's POV"This place is breathtaking!" I couldn’t contain my amazement .There were beautiful wild flowers everywhere including those orchids clinging on branches. I saw many butterflies and lots of fruit bearing trees . I just didn’t know their names and if their fruits are edible. I was so engrossed to everything I saw that I kept on walking following a small trail. It might be going to the other side of the island. So I was expecting that I will end up on a beach. I’m not scared at all because the cleaner that I asked earlier told me that it only takes few hours of walking to go around the island. That’s why I decided to organized a little tour for myself before the whole team get busy. I don’t want also to waste every single opportunity to enjoy. Afterall, my purpose of coming here in the Philippines is to have vacation, it’s only secondary to help my Aunt. I stopped in the middle of those towering trees when I noticed that the trail ended there. I looked
" Five years ago"Zandro's POVI proceeded to my private villa after I ate my late lunch at Fontanella building where my Mom and Dad stays. I laid down on my bed. A small smile formed my lips. I remembered Ysabelle and the moment we shared. She discovered my private haven. The waterfall at the secluded area of the Fontanella Island. Everytime I'm having my vacation here, I always go directly to that spot. It's my best place in the island since I was young. The serene surrounding makes me more relax. I considered it as my rare possession. I never allow anyone to go near or even swim there except Gido, the only caretaker I assigned to maintain the beauty of the place but only if I'm not here in the island. Ysabelle is an exemption. This morning I went there for a swim. And as always, naked. I had done several lapses when I decided to climb the rock at the center of the waterfall for a dive. It felt so good that I continue doing it until I felt that there someone watching my every move
Zandro's POV"Good afternoon Mr. Fontanella" I was entering the Grand Central Tower lobby when the staff greeted me. "Good afternoon", I replied shortly, heading to the private elevator going to my penthouse. I wanted to take rest. My entire week was so busy that I needed a recharge for my well-being. I just arrived here in New York through my private jet. I will attend Elle, Stanley's daughter birthday on Saturday. I came early to loosen up before my Dad handed me the company as CEO at the end of the month. I tossed my shoes somewhere the moment I opened my door. I still have two hours to rest before I go to Stanley's house for dinner. I was disoriented when I heard my phone vibrated. It's Dad's number. "Hey Dad..""Son listen, I suppose to meet tomorrow the owner of Finn Hotel and Resorts in our office there in New York. Unfortunately I can't make it, your Mom is sick. Can you do it for me?" He spoke directly. "Is Mom okay?" I asked full of concern. These past months, my Mom was a
Ysabelle's POV"Mom? Mommy....". I heard my son's voice downstairs. I just finished fixing myself. A small smile formed my lips as I shook my head. My son is very impatient. "Coming sweetheart", I announced while descending the stairs. I took a bit longer on choosing the right outfit and applying my make up. I have to dress well today for the impression. "Wow! Mom you're so pretty", Zander exclaimed."Thank you sweetheart", I smiled, coming closer to him. " Mommy wants to say sorry, to keep you waiting". I uttered sincerely kissing his forehead. "Nah, it's alright Mom". He shrugged his shoulders and pulled me towards the door. Erma was following us. I went directly to Fontanella Group of Companies office building near Central Park after I dropped them at school. It was exactly 9:30 in the morning when I entered the building. I went straight to the reception. "Good morning Shelley", I greeted the receptionist after looking her nameplate. "I'm Ysabelle Finn. I have an appointmen
Zandro's POV"One more Scotch !"I shouted to the bartender. I was at Epic Bar in Manhattan. I wanted to feel numb and wasted to forget the pain and anger that was eating me. "Hey, Zandro that's enough. You're drunk". Stanley grabbed the glass when I was about to drink it. "What's your problem man?” He pulled me into the VIP room which was an exclusive area for us . “The last time you’ve been like this was too long ago”. His statement brought a smouldering pain in my heart. I smiled bitterly as I dropped my weight on the couch. “You’re right” I can barely hear my own voice. And it’s the exact same person who brought me into this. He strode into the minibar and handed me a bottle of cold water. “You should not be here man”, I told him. He sat to the chair across, shrugging his shoulder. “Megan was there when Cameron called me. She’s worried”. Cameron is a friend of ours who owned this bar. I didn’t see him around neither the rest of the gang. Probably one of his staff informed him.
Ysabelle's POVI was in the kitchen preparing lasagna for my son when Wesley's secretary called. "Yes, Jessica how may I help you?" I asked, wondering why she called. "Good afternoon Ms. Finn. I called you for a very important matter. Mr. Fontanella denied the contract. His secretary just informed me regarding the matter", she sound worried. "What!? Why did he do that? Wesley said Mr. Andrew Fontanella already agreed then why he backed out?" "It's not Mr. Andrew Fontanella’s decision Ms. Finn. It's his son Zandro", she explained"He can't do that! He is not the chairman to decide. Did Wesley already knew this?" I was worried with my brother. He's been through a lot to add this problem to his account. " Well according to what I heard from their employees, the father already gave his son the authority to decide everything. As a matter of fact, the formal endorsement of his son chairmanship will be at the end of this month. And about Mr. Finn, I haven't tell him yet. I prefered to ca
Ysabelle’s POV“Does reality hurts?” Sarcasm was evident in his voice but what’s more excruciatingly painful to me was the insult and humiliation. “You don’t know anything about me and the pain that I went through”. I was punching his chest venting out all my anger and resentment towards him. “So you don’t have any right to insult and humiliate me!”He remained passive on his stern exterior, without even blocking my assault. Using the back of my hands, I quickly dried up the stubborn tears that I’d been holding back when they eventually streamed down my face. “ Why are you doing this to me?” I looked back at him with disdain. His lopsided smirk resurfaced. “ You forget so quickly Belle. “Then tell me!” I shouted at the top of my lungs. Deep inside, I was blaming myself for loving him still. “ Damn!”. I jerked when he thumped his hand on the nearby table creating a loud bang sound. He distanced himself, moved briskly to the couch and sat down slouching while resting his two elbows
Ysabelle's POVI strode towards the kitchen. The whole team was very busy for the birthday event that will happen two hours from now. We were in a private island owned by the celebrant. It so beautiful here that until now I can’t keep myself admiring the nature. From the crystal clear blue sea, white-powdered sand beach up to the lush green plants surrounding us. Even the architectural designs of the villas were amazing. And right now we are in the main building where the team was staying and also where the celebration will takes place. I felt sad realizing that we will be leaving this little paradise tommorrow. I turned around when I felt footsteps coming but there’s no one behind me. I shrugged my shoulders and resumed walking. Maybe it’s just my feeling. A scream escaped my mouth when I was pulled abruptly. I was totally unguarded not expecting someone will pull this kind of trick on me. I shut my eyes in anticipation waiting my weight to fall unto the ground and praying at the sam
Ysabelle’s POV“Does reality hurts?” Sarcasm was evident in his voice but what’s more excruciatingly painful to me was the insult and humiliation. “You don’t know anything about me and the pain that I went through”. I was punching his chest venting out all my anger and resentment towards him. “So you don’t have any right to insult and humiliate me!”He remained passive on his stern exterior, without even blocking my assault. Using the back of my hands, I quickly dried up the stubborn tears that I’d been holding back when they eventually streamed down my face. “ Why are you doing this to me?” I looked back at him with disdain. His lopsided smirk resurfaced. “ You forget so quickly Belle. “Then tell me!” I shouted at the top of my lungs. Deep inside, I was blaming myself for loving him still. “ Damn!”. I jerked when he thumped his hand on the nearby table creating a loud bang sound. He distanced himself, moved briskly to the couch and sat down slouching while resting his two elbows
Ysabelle's POVI was in the kitchen preparing lasagna for my son when Wesley's secretary called. "Yes, Jessica how may I help you?" I asked, wondering why she called. "Good afternoon Ms. Finn. I called you for a very important matter. Mr. Fontanella denied the contract. His secretary just informed me regarding the matter", she sound worried. "What!? Why did he do that? Wesley said Mr. Andrew Fontanella already agreed then why he backed out?" "It's not Mr. Andrew Fontanella’s decision Ms. Finn. It's his son Zandro", she explained"He can't do that! He is not the chairman to decide. Did Wesley already knew this?" I was worried with my brother. He's been through a lot to add this problem to his account. " Well according to what I heard from their employees, the father already gave his son the authority to decide everything. As a matter of fact, the formal endorsement of his son chairmanship will be at the end of this month. And about Mr. Finn, I haven't tell him yet. I prefered to ca
Zandro's POV"One more Scotch !"I shouted to the bartender. I was at Epic Bar in Manhattan. I wanted to feel numb and wasted to forget the pain and anger that was eating me. "Hey, Zandro that's enough. You're drunk". Stanley grabbed the glass when I was about to drink it. "What's your problem man?” He pulled me into the VIP room which was an exclusive area for us . “The last time you’ve been like this was too long ago”. His statement brought a smouldering pain in my heart. I smiled bitterly as I dropped my weight on the couch. “You’re right” I can barely hear my own voice. And it’s the exact same person who brought me into this. He strode into the minibar and handed me a bottle of cold water. “You should not be here man”, I told him. He sat to the chair across, shrugging his shoulder. “Megan was there when Cameron called me. She’s worried”. Cameron is a friend of ours who owned this bar. I didn’t see him around neither the rest of the gang. Probably one of his staff informed him.
Ysabelle's POV"Mom? Mommy....". I heard my son's voice downstairs. I just finished fixing myself. A small smile formed my lips as I shook my head. My son is very impatient. "Coming sweetheart", I announced while descending the stairs. I took a bit longer on choosing the right outfit and applying my make up. I have to dress well today for the impression. "Wow! Mom you're so pretty", Zander exclaimed."Thank you sweetheart", I smiled, coming closer to him. " Mommy wants to say sorry, to keep you waiting". I uttered sincerely kissing his forehead. "Nah, it's alright Mom". He shrugged his shoulders and pulled me towards the door. Erma was following us. I went directly to Fontanella Group of Companies office building near Central Park after I dropped them at school. It was exactly 9:30 in the morning when I entered the building. I went straight to the reception. "Good morning Shelley", I greeted the receptionist after looking her nameplate. "I'm Ysabelle Finn. I have an appointmen
Zandro's POV"Good afternoon Mr. Fontanella" I was entering the Grand Central Tower lobby when the staff greeted me. "Good afternoon", I replied shortly, heading to the private elevator going to my penthouse. I wanted to take rest. My entire week was so busy that I needed a recharge for my well-being. I just arrived here in New York through my private jet. I will attend Elle, Stanley's daughter birthday on Saturday. I came early to loosen up before my Dad handed me the company as CEO at the end of the month. I tossed my shoes somewhere the moment I opened my door. I still have two hours to rest before I go to Stanley's house for dinner. I was disoriented when I heard my phone vibrated. It's Dad's number. "Hey Dad..""Son listen, I suppose to meet tomorrow the owner of Finn Hotel and Resorts in our office there in New York. Unfortunately I can't make it, your Mom is sick. Can you do it for me?" He spoke directly. "Is Mom okay?" I asked full of concern. These past months, my Mom was a
" Five years ago"Zandro's POVI proceeded to my private villa after I ate my late lunch at Fontanella building where my Mom and Dad stays. I laid down on my bed. A small smile formed my lips. I remembered Ysabelle and the moment we shared. She discovered my private haven. The waterfall at the secluded area of the Fontanella Island. Everytime I'm having my vacation here, I always go directly to that spot. It's my best place in the island since I was young. The serene surrounding makes me more relax. I considered it as my rare possession. I never allow anyone to go near or even swim there except Gido, the only caretaker I assigned to maintain the beauty of the place but only if I'm not here in the island. Ysabelle is an exemption. This morning I went there for a swim. And as always, naked. I had done several lapses when I decided to climb the rock at the center of the waterfall for a dive. It felt so good that I continue doing it until I felt that there someone watching my every move
" Five years ago "Ysabelle's POV"This place is breathtaking!" I couldn’t contain my amazement .There were beautiful wild flowers everywhere including those orchids clinging on branches. I saw many butterflies and lots of fruit bearing trees . I just didn’t know their names and if their fruits are edible. I was so engrossed to everything I saw that I kept on walking following a small trail. It might be going to the other side of the island. So I was expecting that I will end up on a beach. I’m not scared at all because the cleaner that I asked earlier told me that it only takes few hours of walking to go around the island. That’s why I decided to organized a little tour for myself before the whole team get busy. I don’t want also to waste every single opportunity to enjoy. Afterall, my purpose of coming here in the Philippines is to have vacation, it’s only secondary to help my Aunt. I stopped in the middle of those towering trees when I noticed that the trail ended there. I looked
Ysabelle's POVZander was having his afternoon nap when Wesley’s name appeared on my phone screen. "Hello Wes, how's your day?" I asked him." It’s terrible sissy", I heard him sigh. "Our hotel in Greece suffered a major loss these past few months. The hotel General Manager went missing. I have to be there urgent to sort out things". It’s not really a simple problem. No wonder Wesley sounds so problematic. “How did it happen? Do you think the General Manager has something to do with it?”“I still don’t know. That’s why I need to be there the soonest. I have to dig deeper to get to the bottom of this”. I felt too bad about it. “Is there anything I can do to help you?”" Yeah, I have an important meeting tommorrow morning with the CEO of Fontanella Group of Companies. Still remember the developer I told you last Saturday for our expansion?" My breath hitched after hearing what he said. “Fontanella Group of Companies Wes?" I silently hope that I just misheard it. "Yes sissy. I want
Ysabelle's POVIt was nine in the morning when I dropped Zander and his nanny at school. I kissed him. “Bye sweetheart…You take care always”. "Yes Mommy, I love you", he mumbled as he tightened his embrace. "I love you more sweetheart". I gently rubbed his back. Then I turned to Erma's direction, "Erma please take good care of him. I'll be back before noon to pick you up". "Alright Ysabelle, you drive safely". I nodded as she guided my son inside the school. I went directly to Ysabelle Resto near Manhattan mall. I saw Adrian at the dining area through the glass window. There were few group of people dining. I'm sure volume diners will start during lunch time and dinner. He approached me when I entered in our private office."How was your weekend Belle?" He asked smiling."Excellent ". I answered enthusiastically. "How was Ysabelle Resto in two days?""Doing great", he replied excitedly. “Our costumers tripled". Adrian is very trustworthy that I never get worried everytime I spent