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 POVMy eyes snapped open when I feel the culprit's little hands playfully stroking my face. "Good morning sweetheart", I mumbled giving him a tight hug. I glanced the alarm clock checking the time. "Good morning too Mommy ", Zander uttered sweetly. " Why are you awake this early? Let's go back to sleep", I stated, heavy-eyed. "No Mommy, you wake up”. He tickled my neck,chuckling. "It's weekend. We're going to Momma and Dada’s house. " Hmmm….., my sweetie is so excited". I sniffed his neck that he giggled in return. During weekend, we go to my Dad’s house to have our family bonding. Zander's nanny is only during weekdays. He's still in preschool so I need someone to watch over him. I'll fetch them everyday making sure that he's still my priority. Just so happy that his school is just 5 minutes ride from Ysabelle Resto. We were ready to go when Zander pulled the hem of my dress while looking at me bouyantly. I sighed looking at him. His features reminded me of his fathe
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
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