CHAPTER 4 TRAPPED

ISSAC POV

When I was struggling with paperwork, and analyzing the contracts, my usually very calm secretary came into my office, and was clear she was in a bad mood. Her presence snapped me out of work mode, and I looked up, slightly scowling.

She took a moment and began softly, saying, "Sir, Miss Lily is present to meet Mr. Walker."

Her words hit me hard. I stiffened, which crumpled the papers a bit under my suffocating grip. Lily. She was here. After all these years had gone by, she came back. Miss Childs appeared to see Mr. Walker, who is actually my research lab manager.

“What did you say?” In a gentle voice and trying not to show how I felt, I questioned.

My secretary stated, with careful attention to my expression,"She’s here to discuss a position in the research lab, sir.Right now, she is standing in Mr. Walker's office."

Lily was standing by the window, her back to me. She turned as the door clicked shut behind me, her eyes widening in shock as she recognized me.

 “Good morning, Mr. Walker,” she said nervously her voice almost cracking. And then she looked at me and the words just stopped, they wouldn’t come out anymore. “Isaac…” she said, and she was almost a whisper.

I moved closer to her and saw her expressions change from shock, to confusion, and then to fear. She was even more beautiful than I recall her to be, youth having kindly bestowed on her the added beauty of maturity. But she was still my Lily. But the girl who had made me break each and every rule that I had put for myself.

“Missed me, Lily?” I rounded on him, my voice icy and oh so polite as I stepped closer to him.

Her eyes shifted around, and her face was a picture of a panicked woman. “I – I didn’t know that you were here…”, she said, moving a step back. “I came to meet Mr. Walker.”

I smiled at her, amused at her attempt at attempting to regain her dignity. “Mr. ‘Walker is just the manager of my research lab,’ I told her, and she looked surprised. 

“He’ll be back soon.”

“I… I should go then,” she said quickly, and turned as if to go. But I was faster. I grabbed her wrist, and headed her back to the chair in which she was initially sitting down. She breathed out, looking up at me with huge eyes, filled with fear.

“And why would you do that?” I asked, and then I bent over so that I was very close to her face. “I missed you, Lily.” I felt my voice get softer, and the words coming out of my mouth held a lot of threat.

Once more she said my name, trembling voice, “Isaac…” She attempted to remove herself from my grasp, but I held her wrists against the arms of the chair.

“Did you forget what you used to call me?” I asked, my lips brushing against her ear. 

“Daddy. Did you forget, sweetheart?”

I squeezed my hand a little more, noting the way her heart beat against my palm. “Haven’t I taught you this before?”

She looked at him with an expression of anger and fear in her eyes and shook her head vigorously. “I am here for research work, not for you,” she yelled, trying to sound brave, but her voice cracked.

I couldn’t help but laugh. The sound was rough and mocking, it echoed through the small office. “This is not over, Lily,” I said, and my eyes started to look more dangerous. ”You can’t come back into my life as if you had never left.”

"Go to hell, Isaac!" she growled, her cheeks becoming flushed with rage. She forcefully shoved me away with all her power and stood, her backbone stiff with defiance. “I’m not here for you. I am not that playtoy of yours, with whom you can play.”

I stood by and smiled as she walked angrily towards the door. "We’ll see about that, sweetheart," I softly stated, just audible enough for her to catch as she grabbed the handle.

”This time you can’t just turn your back and walk away.”

She stood still, her fingers still moving over the doorknob. For a short time, she looked at me and in her face I saw the hatred and the fear. “Stay away from me, Isaac.”

I shifted an inch closer to her, still holding her gaze with my own. “This time, you can not get away from me, Barbie doll. You’re mine. And I’m going to make sure you never forget it.”

She turned and ran, the door closing behind her. I watched her walk away, and the smile never left my face. She believed that she could run away from me, but she was in a big mistake. She had come into my life and I couldn’t allow her to go away.

Not now. Not ever.

But this time, Barbie doll, it would be different; this time she would be playing by my rules.