This damn building… this damn apartment… Shawn pulled the car in front of the ‘crime scene’, Danielle’s house. The moment he set foot out of that infernal place; Shawn promised himself never to return again, not even for a simple visit. Danielle tried to play him and she almost had her way. He had an idea of how malicious, how vengeful she was, but by sending the photos to his wife, Danielle pushed this sick game to another level. This madness had to stop and she had to pay for all she had done to Belle and to him.
Shawn stayed near his car for a while, trying to calm down before going up to Danielle’s place and talk to her. Since she was the one sending those damn photos, surely, she will be at home, expecting his visit. He won’t yell or threaten her. These things did not work with his ex. He will just tell her that her nasty game is over since starting now Belle knows everything. Then he will go home and try to mend things with his wife.
He raised his head and looked up at the apartment’s windows. The lights were off, a clear sign that she was somewhere partying. Or maybe, knowing Shawn’s temperament, she was just trying to avoid confrontation. Well, he’ll wait there until she will be back home. Even if all he wanted was to go and be with his wife, Shawn knew he had to solve this problem first and go back to Belle with the undisputed proof of his innocence.
It was a huge mistake not telling his wife what had happened that night he went to see Danielle. Shawn chose to act like a gentleman and tell her face to face that all was over between them, that he had chosen Belle. But she was busy with that stupid party of hers and while waiting for her, Shawn got drunk and fell asleep in the guest room. He woke up naked in the same bed with Danielle and knew right then and there that nothing happened between them, but wanted to have proof that could support his certainty before talking to Belle about it.
Trying not to think so much of what Belle said to him, at her expression filled with hurt while she was telling him about the effect that those damned photos and had on her, Shawn started to pace slowly next to his car. His love for Belle was so deep, so unique… he never felt like that for any other woman, not even for Jennifer. Her betrayal pushed him to treat women like a simple dalliance. Jennifer’s behavior canceled love, and romance from his heart. And he started treating women like dirt… every single one of them.
When he allowed Danielle to get closer to him, Shawn did it because he knew exactly what to expect from her. She needed his name and money to become well-known in the high-society, but she never pretended more than this. Before that night, they shared a few… steamy moments, but Danielle never went further than a few kisses and some touching. NEVER. And for Shawn, all this worked perfectly.
And now she came up with such bullshit?! Danielle barely bared his touch when he was sober, much less having sex with him while drunk. That’s why he was so sure that it was all just a pathetic lie. But he needed proof to put this story to rest once and for all. He needed proof to show his innocence to the world.
Shawn entered the car and looked at those photos again. Nothing he saw proved that they were having sex. Danielle had Shawn's arms around her naked body, but his eyes were closed. He seemed more asleep than awake. Nothing in those photos was true, not one single frame. Everything he was seeing was reeking of revenge on Danielle’s part.
The last time they met, in Shawn's office, Danielle made it clear that she wouldn’t give up so easily on him, that she won’t go down without a fight. But Shawn also knew that she wasn’t alone in this. Who was her accomplice since she couldn't get close to the villa on that day? The envelope has no stamp on it… Finding this person will prove his point to Belle and she will understand that all this was all a jealous, revengeful woman’s duty. That it was all just a big lie meant to kill their happiness.
He rested his head against the car seat, waiting for her to come back to her apartment. Shawn wanted so much to be somewhere else, but he knew that he would stay there, waiting for Danielle for a long while… She might stay out the whole night…
“Come on, Danielle,” he said checking the street for a sign of her, “come back here and show me what else do you have in mind. Do it quick, because I need to go back to my wife.”
After waiting a couple of hours, he picked up his cellphone to call Belle. Shawn had to hear her voice, if only for a second. He had to know that he didn’t lose her trust entirely. It didn’t matter if she would tell him to go straight to hell for what she thought he had done. All Shawn desperately wanted was to hear her, to know that even if angry, she was still with him, she was still his wife.
But she didn’t answer. Damnit! He didn’t realize that his cellphone’s battery was almost dead. It was better not to call again, because he might need it to record some evidence once he will come face to face with Danielle. So, Shawn left a text on her voice mail.
‘I will prove to you that I’m innocent, that I don’t want another woman who is not you. Baby, you are my greatest love. Don’t lose faith in me… in us. Don’t leave me again all alone in this world without you. I will return to you soon, my love, I promise you. I love you.’
Once he was done with the text, he put the cellphone back in his pocket and continued to keep an eye on Danielle's apartment. After another couple of hours, Shawn saw a taxi parking not far from his car. He saw a couple of women getting out of it. They were a bit tipsy. Immediately, Shawn recognized Danielle. She was talking and laughing with the other woman. Danielle opened her clutch looking for something, probably her keys.
Shawn opened the door and approach them slowly, without making too much noise. The two women were still talking quite loudly this time. Struggling a little, they began to climb the stairs to enter the building. Both stopped in front of the open door and after locking their eyes, the two women started... kissing heavily.
There was nothing casual in that kiss, and for sure, it wasn’t happening because they were tipsy. Totally perplexed, Shawn continued to approach the two of them and to film that scene. He was now beginning to comprehend her coldness. He shook his head since he never saw that one coming. His ex-fiancée liked women more than she liked men.
Filming them wasn’t right, but it was the only way to make Belle see that she had nothing to worry about. Danielle would never again be a problem for their marriage. The closer he got to the unexpected couple, the more he was getting a better shot of the scene. Even so, it was impossible to see the other woman’s face. At one point, she pinned Danielle against the railing and continued to devour her mouth, to lick her neck and in a second she slipped her hand under the short dress that Danielle had on.
“Baby,” he heard Danielle's voice, “I want to do you right here, right now... You are driving me insane with desire...”
"I want you too..." replied the other woman. “You are so sexy tonight... And this dress... I couldn’t wait to leave the party and come here to take it off and see you naked...” she added and kept kissing Danielle.
What he just heard, left Shawn speechless. He had so much to say to Danielle, but he couldn’t… not now, at least. He stopped for a second and hid behind a tree. The kiss between the two became even more passionate and Shawn decided to get a little closer to see who the other woman was, but it wasn’t a successful move. While approaching them again, he made a noise that startled them. Danielle stared at Shawn's face and opened her mouth to say something to him, but Shawn shook his head, smiled, and decided to leave.
“Shawn...” he heard Danielle calling him, but he didn’t stop to look at her.
There was no need anymore… He had all the proof he needed to clear his name and show his innocence.
PS. I apologize for the characters' size of the first 3 paragraphs. The app doesn't allow me to alter it for now. I hope I will be able to do it in the future.
He didn’t want to talk to Danielle about what he had just seen. Her choices were hers alone. At least now things were clearer. And all Shawn wanted to do was to go home, to his wife, and try to fix everything before it would be too late. He put the cellphone in his pocket and ran towards the car. Finally, he had all the answers to all the questions. It was absolutely necessary to go back home to his Belle and show her that video. He got behind the wheel and before starting the engine, he began laughing like a mad man.
The intense light of the morning sun forced Isabelle to open her eyes. She had managed to doze off on the couch, but she was feeling more tired than before. The pregnancy she had just discovered was already showing off the first symptoms. This and the stress of the last days were making her feel so sluggish, so worn-out.A lot of emotions and mixed feelings took over her mind and without trying too much, she remembered what happened the night before. The thought of Shawn filled her heart with so much pain and
Without waiting to be invited in, Shawn slipped into the apartment. Isabelle couldn’t believe her eyes. He was truly there, incredibly gorgeous, showing no signs of... pain, suffering, or regret for what he had done to her. No, nothing of the sort. Shawn was as beautiful as ever, charming as a snake looking well-rested and his scent started to torment all her senses.
Isabelle found it hard to breathe. Why wasn’t her body listening to her head? Why wasn’t she able to pull away from his lethal embrace? Shawn didn’t love her, he simply wanted to show her that he still had control over her. He wanted to show her that he could snap his fingers and she would fall at his feet. God, how she wanted to abandon herself in his arms and stop hurting... How she wanted him to tell him everything about the baby, to tell him that she can live without him...
“I don’t know what to say...” she whispered absently playing with her wedding ring. “I feel... relieved because I see now that she is no longer part of… the competition, but I also feel very stupid for having drawn the wrong conclusions, for not allowing you to explain... Shawn, I regret all this mess I have created...”“I know, my love, it’s ok. In your place, I would have reacted the same way...” he replied caressing her face, trying to calm her down, but without results.
Exceedingly happy, Shawn took Isabelle in his arms again and they entered their home. This time they both were ecstatic because they knew that there was no obstacle that could stop them to savor their endless love. This house was their special place, their happy place, where both of them could unwind from a hard day and enjoy each other’s company. At first, Shawn left a gentle kiss on his wife’s lips, but after a few seconds, feeling Isabelle letting herself go in his
Shawn held her body tight and looked at their image in the mirror. Then he slowly kissed her ear. When Isabelle felt his tongue caressing her ear lobe, a violent desire pervaded her entire body. Turning her head, Isabelle found Shawn's face close to hers; her lips had practically touched Shawn's. This seemingly simple touch became even more intense when Shawn made her face him, ran his fingers through her hair, and pulled her head towards his.
They laughed and their laughter felt like sunlight filtering into the darkest room. It made that strange wave of sadness abandon their apartment. Shawn sat down on the couch&nb
Isabelle's cheeks changed color. He smiled. Even now, after all this time, she was getting embarrassed easily whenever he would get pretty… aroused. She was his woman; he had done things with her that he hadn’t done with another woman. Shawn had told her things about him that others didn’t know. Isabelle was the keeper of his life. Unfortunately, their sexual life suffered a slight change since she had the baby. He knew it would happen, he knew that Isabelle's hormonal swings could lead to this point, but it was so difficult being next to her and not making love to her. Every night he was sleeping beside her, holding her in his arms, kissing her, caressing her, speaking to her softly, but that was about it. Between the two of them, there was a delightfully painful game of coddling, caress
“Marie, sweetie...” Chris's voice brought her back to reality. Their boys were calling the old couple to join them on the lawn. Rosa and Julia, the new cook, had already gone out onto the terrace and brought fresh lemonade for everyone.“Where were you just now?” Chris asked curiously.“I was taking a walk amongst our memories,” she replied in her usual simplicity.“I hope you relieved only the good ones,” Chris added. The look in her eyes and the bright smile on her lips made him understand understood that she just took a walk amongst some wonderful memories. He kissed her hand and helped her get up from her chair.“Come on, let's join our kids and talk to them a little before dinner. Let’s hear what are their plans for the holidays.”&n
On Villa Mimosa’s terrace, Marie and Christopher were sitting, chatting, and looking at the adults and children who were laughing, talking, and playing on the lawn and in the small treehouse. The image of the Grayson Trio, with their spouses and children, made Marie smile proudly.“Three generations of Grayson under the same roof and at the same time...” she whispered trying to hold back the tears. Chris pulled her lightly towards him and kissed her temple. Like his wife, Chris too was very happy to have everyone there with them. The opportunities were extremely rare, especially those of seeing Richard, Christine, and the girls back to the States for a vacation. But after all that had happened at Audrey's birth, all of them had started to appreciate their family time much m
The prison… This was a very scary place, but Isabelle took a deep breath and gather all her courage. She was determined to find out who Nathaniel Stevens really was: a lost soul or the devil himself. Once she would receive the answers she was looking for, Isabelle will finally close this chapter of her life or help him change. Her baby girl was about to come into this world and she wanted to welcome her by closing all the wounds left open and still bleeding: the old ones made by her father and the new ones caused by Nathaniel Stevens. Shawn's love had been her cure. He had given her peace of mind and had helped her trust people again, but Shawn had been able to cure the pain caused by her father only partially. The rest was up to her. &nbs
“Never!” He got up and stood in front of her. Shawn’s expression was harsh, cold. His eyes had that icy look that she had seen so many times. Isabelle had expected Shawn's reaction, she was prepared for it. She took a deep breath and tried to stay calm while talking to him.“Shawn, please... I have to know...”“Know what, Isabelle? What in the world can this psychopath tell you? Why are you allowing him to keep hurting you over and over again?”“Sweetheart, you know how much I loved my father. Before that fatal night, flaws and all, he was my hero. After he got sick, I’ve started noticing a certain behavior, finding out things about him that were hurtful. His words to me were like sharp knives through my heart.” Isabelle took a deep breath. She won’t cry, otherwise, Shawn wou
Sitting in the armchair, Isabelle was looking with sadness outside of the window. She hadn’t been able to sleep much that night, so carefully, without waking Shawn up, she got out of bed and went into the living room. She needed to think about what she had discovered since the day she went to the hospital to see Stephie. As much as she had tried to convince herself that it wasn’t true, the facts were very clear. Nathaniel Stevens was her half-brother. That merciless man that all of them had seen and known, that monster, was her father’s son. From beyond the grave, her father had managed to hurt her once more. Months had passed since she last thought of her father. Her last memory of him was a very unhappy one. But life rewarded her and Isabelle was no longer alone. She was no longer weak.
“I love you and I’ll never leave your side again. Ever!” He smiled at her blank, incredulous expression, then lowered his face to hers and sipped the tears off her cheeks.“I was ready to abandon the road to love because I thought that it had nothing to do with me. I couldn’t see what was in front of me because of my stubbornness or perhaps because of my fear of getting hurt again. So, I ignored all the signs and raised a wall between me and the entire world. Then you came and the world stopped turning for a moment. When I finally saw who you were, I felt like I was breathing for the first time. I felt my heart finally beating the right way when I saw you smiling when I looked you in the eyes. The second after, my wall was torn down by you, by your sweetness, by your love and our souls became one.”“Billy...” she whispered. “How can you say this after eve
“I want to help you and Stephie, so let me know what would you like me to do,” she replied with a sweet smile on her lips.“It’s not about me at all, it’s about Stephie only. Belle, after the doctor is going to sign her discharge, Stephie’s going to need all the psychological support in the world. She’s going to need a friend, a person who can understand what’s really going on with her. You two have been tagged by the same psychopath, so you have something in common. As much as I’ve tried, I can’t calm her down, I can't bring her back to me all by myself. For the first time in a long time, whatever I say or do to her, falls flat. She struggles to open up to me and this thing kills me slowly. Stephie keeps it all inside and she keeps pushing me away while the pain is consuming her from inside out. I can’t accept this, especially now that...”“Now that...?” Shawn added approaching his cou
It was still raining. Billy looked beyond his own reflection in the window out into the dark, forlorn night. Stephanie had a very rough night, waking up several times. She couldn’t stop crying, so the nurses had to give her a sedative to calm her down and allow her body to start recovering from the shock she went through. Billy didn’t sleep or move from her bedside. He couldn’t let go of her hand or take his eyes off her. Just the thought of leaving her for one second was too much. What Stephanie had experienced was extremely painful and Billy was afraid she might never recover from it. But the doctor said that in time love, care, attention will cure her spirit and her mind. And the baby… The news that she was pregnant, that the baby was alright, should’ve been a reason enough