“The thing here is, I am not only wealthy with money but looks as well” Isis tried hard to avoid his eyes. She did not want anything fishy to happen again especially after the elevator scenario. She had to do everything necessary to avoid complications that could make a similar act spread its wings. “Every woman falls for my looks at first even before the money comes into the picture. So, what I am trying to say is; as one of the richest bachelors in the continent that every woman would want to have as her a man, don’t you think that James will come running back to you if he sees you with a rich guy in both money and looks?”, Omarion paused to take a breath. “James will definitely chase you down if he sees us together” Omarion made clear.Isis couldn't believe her ears. Whether or not the trash she just heard came out from Omarion's mouth, she didn't want to believe the reality. Isis struck a fierce glare at the gentleman who smiled at what he thought was a million dollar idea. " Wha
Phoenix was disappointed as she watched Omarion's car drive off. There was nothing she could do. He seemed to be in a hurry and doesn't even remember her at all. " How could he just forget me after a single night that almost made him crazy. I'll surely get him" Phoenix sucked her lower lips. She turned around and hurried to her apartment to inform Isis. As soon as she got to the door, she pushed it and left it barely closed rushing to Isis who was on the couch." Girl...you won't believe what just happened!" Phoenix exclaimed. Isis could see that she was elated. But then, her mood wouldn't match hers. Isis simply turned to face her best friend. " What is wrong with you? Are you angry again?" Phoenix asked. Isis didn't say a word. She just heaved a long sigh. Phoenix didn't want to ruin the mood as she knew Isis well. Girl could sulk for centuries if it had to do with her beloved James." Isis, you have to hear what I have to say right now" Phoenix said nearly screaming. She looked at I
Isis rolled her eyes over what Phoenix had said. She didn’t want to mention anything about what had transpired between her and Omarion before she returned from work. Soon, they finished eating up without Isis saying a word as regards what her best friend had asked. They paid off the waiter and packaged their things then headed home. “Isis, you are not saying anything?” phoenix broke the silence. “I don’t want to ruin the mood. I’m so happy right now and the last thing I want to talk about is work”, Isis said. Phoenix heaved a sigh and let things be. Moreover, she still had not completely recovered from her emotional trauma. The day ended on that note and dawn came shining in its glorious delight. Isis yawned as she stretched her arms reluctant to get out of bed. The thought of what Phoenix had said brushed through her mind but she shoved it. ISIS’ POVI lay back on the bed and tried to erase the thought from my mind but the harder I tried, the more it kept coming. “Fine! I’ll just g
OMARION’S POVAs soon as I got to my mansion, I went straight to my study without taking my clothes off. I shut the door behind me and went straight to the shelf. My hand brushed through the books on the shelf. I did not know exactly what I was looking for. All I know was that I wanted to take my mind off someone’s thought. My body could tell that I had changed drastically over the past few months. My mind could also attest to the fact that I had changed as well; Omarion, battling with the thought of another woman other than his beloved Lizeth. It was just crazy.I finally picked three books from the shelf and went over to my study table where I dropped them and sat into the chair beside it. The table had been cleared by Madam Louisiana because the last time I was in the study, I could remember scattering books all over. What a workaholic woman! I grabbed one of the books and took out some files from my briefcase. They were files from a contract I have been trying to seal for over a w
Omarion was confused. His maid was just blabbing on and on. He couldn’t even place a finger on why she was seriously defending Isis. “What the hell is this old woman saying? Does she even know Isis well?” Omarion thought to himself amidst Madam Louisiana’s blabbing. “I went to her house to check on her and found out that her dumb boyfriend broke up with her for reasons I know nothing about. How is this fault? First, Isis blamed me for her predicament and I had nothing to do with it. She caught her boyfriend red-handed fucking some girl which is none of my damn business!” Omarion thought. He heaved a sigh as Madam Louisiana’s voice kept going higher and higher. “I asked for sex yeah but the girl turned me down. When she accepted, we did not have sex at all. We did not. So, why is this fault? Why is everything Omarion’s fault?” he thought. “You have to tell me why you provoked that girl to leave your company” Madam Louisiana’s voice sank into his ears. He was fed up. “I did not make he
A new Isis Talon had emerged. This one garnered every courage, confidence and comportment she needed for her new quest. The morning was quite a different and unique one. She had never felt more confident about herself like she did at the moment. Isis woke early in the morning. She prepared some breakfast, took her bath and got dressed in a span of one hour. She still had an hour before work begins. Isis stepped out and stood in front of the big mirror in their room. “Isis Talon…you are beautiful” she said to herself. This was the first time her instincts had finally admitted that she was pretty. All the while, she had felt less of herself. This new quest she had embarked on had given her the confidence she needed to exude in all angles starting from the looks. Isis was wearing a sparkling yellow skimpy dress that laced her body bringing out those curves that could make one gape. She turned around to check her backside and everything was just on point. Isis applied more red lipstick t
Omarion’s eyes twinkled when Isis finished talking. “Could this be Isis? - The same adamant lady who had vowed never to have anything to do with him?” Omarion thought. He could not believe the reality that he wasn’t the one asking for what he had yearned for rather, it was Isis that made a move. Omarion sucked his lower lip as a slitter of happiness gripped his entire body-from his feet to his stomach…he could feel rumbles and bubbles…it was so pleasant that he could not wait to finally devour Isis Talon. His eyes were still fixated on her body which he could not seem to take off his head.She was all he admired at the moment…all he wanted to touch, feel and rip…Omarion felt this beautiful sensation that got him to cloud nine. His imaginations were coming to fruition…his notion that no lady would ever refuse him was becoming an achievable feat. Isis was not saying anything again. Omarion was lost in the admiration of her shaped body. He could see himself squeezing…ripping the dress o
Omarion loved the moans coming from Isis when he slid his cock inside her hole. Usually, it was the best part of any sex for him. It gave him the feeling of fulfilment that he was doing the right thing and hitting the right places. Omarion could not get enough of Isis. He fucked her so hard until she let out a long moan and Omarion pulled out his rod immediately and she fell on her back on the table. Omarion was breathing heavily when he let Isis go. Her red hole stared into his eyes. He was not tired…he was simply giving Isis a break. In a short while, Omarion’s hands were all over Isis’ body again as he laid on her. He moved his hands around her hips down to her buttocks and squeezed gently while kissing her breasts. Isis could only breathe. She lay helpless and ready to condole whatever Omarion wanted to do with her. Omarion licked her down to her pussy. Isis moaned and groaned…it gave him more courage and he did it more quickly. Isis was getting every satisfaction she had missed