After having done with the lobby's nonsense and shenanigans, the father and daughter duo decided to take their leave under the curious and envious gazes of their employees.
The two walked closely to each other and went towards the CEO’s exclusive elevator.
The dignified CEO pressed the elevator's button to open it's door and gentlemanly lead his daughter to go inside first before he proceeded to dragged himself next to enter. He then pressed the close button and proceeded to press again the 50th floor button of the building which was exclusive only for the executives.
"Dad, how have you been doing while I'm gone?"
The young Smith was undoubtedly curious as she was itching to know about her father's situation during her absence. Aside from their exchanging of emails once a month there's nothing else more that her father had informed her.
"I would be lying to you if I told you that I didn't missed you... you know parents always thought about their children's safety right?, but work has been also a good companion to me through all those years and aside from having a little drink with my friend sometimes nothing else more interesting happened..."
Mr. James Smith wasn't lying to his daughter. During his heiress' absence he specifically prohibited and warned strictly his female employees not to enter his office as if he was naturally allergic to their presence. The reason was that, his female employees was trying to seduce him by any chance. Sometimes they dressed themselves improperly and flock their curves almost shoving them into his face. But...
Izzabelle's stern command on him five years ago before her departure still lingered on his mind and he seriously followed his own promise to assure his one and only treasure.
"Hahaa... that's why your female employees hate me so much that they almost colluded together to kill me just because I'm looking for you..." the young heiress was deliberately making fun of her father to lighten their moods.
"They're also your employees, don't forget that..." the father retorted casually as he was correcting his daughter's words. She was his heiress for god sake! How could she forgot about it?
"Copy that Mr. Smith Sir!"
Izzabelle was really enjoying making fun of her handsome father but the latter just smiled lovingly and adoringly while looking at her. He really spoiled her a lot!
"Ding!"
The elevator had already arrived at their designated floor and it's metallic doors automatically opened then the two Smith individuals stormed out heading towards their desired location.
The whole 50th floor was totally luxurious and exquisitely decorated like mostly of those five stars hotel's lobby. Her father’s office was located at the right end of the floor facing the most advantageous area in the city.
Walking towards it, they stopped at the closed door with a printed bold letters that stated 'Deputy CEO' next to his and knocked gently.
“Come in. ”
A calm and cold voice echoed through out the door. It was Mr. Daniel Scott. The Vice President of their company and the very best friend of her father. Mr. James Smith purposely wanted to introduce his buddy to his daughter.
They both entered the office simultaneously after the affirmative confirmation from the man and finally seated on his office couch.
Mr. Daniel Scott was wondering about what his longtime friend was up to. He starred at him intently as he questioned his enthusiastic buddy.
“James, who is she and why did you bring her in my office?”
Mr. Smith released out a set of soft chuckle as if he was amused by his friends' inquiry whereas Izzabelle just sealed her lips and choose to stay silent as she observed her dad's next movements. She was also curious about the man's identity.
“Relax buddy... Daniel this is my daughter Izzabelle. She just finished and graduated from her further education and just arrived from NA state.”
Izzabelle’s dad explained himself to his bestfriend enthusiastically. And also introduces his friend to his daughter.
“Izzabelle this is Mr. Daniel Scott, our Vice President and my best friend since high school.”
The young lady smiled sweetly and extended her right hand to greet her father’s friend politely.
“Hi Uncle Daniel, nice to meet you..!”
“Nice to meet you too Izzabelle..!”
Mr. Scott smiled genuinely and accepted Izzabelle’s hand gesture smoothly. He eyed her up and down as if he was imprinting the young lady's image on his mind.
Suddenly a flash of shard memories appeared in his mind. He muttered to himself, ‘She looks a bit familiar to me, I think I’ve seen her somewhere before.’ But he choose to keep it in his mind for the time being as he wasn't still sure about it. He needed to confirm his memory first to prevent from embarrassing of himself.
Mr. Smith patted his friend’s shoulder slightly who seemed to be lost in his own thoughts and finally bid him their goodbyes. They needed to enter his own office to let his daughter relax for a while in his personal lounge. The father and daughter had to discuss something really important.
Entering her daddy’s office, Izzabelle went on directly to her father’s lounge for a quick rest. She didn’t pay attention to admire the interior design of her father’s office. She just carelessly let her exhausted body fall onto the soft cozy queen sized bed. She was feeling drained with her dramatic introduction at the lobby. She badly needed to get some rest right now because of her terrible jet lag. She was feeling a little dizzy and drowsy as she couldn't restrain herself anymore and finally surrendered to the most wanted element of rest- the famous villain of the darkness called sleep.
“Take a rest first princess before we discuss your plans. I’ll wake you up later when it’s time for us to talk. Call me if you need anything, okay?”
Her father whispered softly then kissed her forehead and walked back to his office table to finish his mountainous piled up paper works. He needed to read them carefully and finish it quickly so that he could bring his daughter back home to have their dinner together.
She just nodded her head in response and slowly closed her eyes feeling the peaceful environment freely. Her bed was currently facing at the large french windows that showed a rare panoramic view. She tried to meditate as she inhaled and exhaled gently and stays like that for a while until she finally fell asleep for almost two hours.
All of a sudden, she was awaken up from her slumber when she heard a gentle knock on the door.
Being trained for 5 years as a fighter in every aspect, she had always been so vigilant wherever she was. She had turned into a light sleeper ever since her training started.
She squinted her sleepy eyes and tilted her head to look at the door.
Seeing the intruder of her beauty rest, her lips curved upwards into a smile. It’s her handsome father. Although, he’s almost in his 50’s, he still looks handsome and had a well built body. That’s why after her mom’s death, a lot of female employees tried to stole her father’s attention but they were ruthlessly declined by him, her dad only loves her mother in his heart. That explains why the receptionist hated her guts so much at first sight. They thought she’s one of their shameless competitors in their CEO’s heart. Well literally, Yes she is and always is.
She was lost in her terrain of thoughts for few minutes that she didn’t noticed herself smiling at her father. Her father’s voice snapped her back to her senses.
“Baby, you’re awake, come.., your uncle Daniel wants to talk to you. He said it’s important.”
She just nodded her head and answered calmly. “I’ll freshen up first daddy, and I'll follow you right away.”
Mr. Smith smiled and nodded. Taking his cue to leave to let her carry onto her own ‘business’. She walked quickly to the bathroom then washed her face and brushed her teeth.
Fixing herself in the mirror, she starred at her own reflection.
Her hazel fiery eyes flashed a gleam of murderous intent. A faint malicious smile appeared in her luscious lips.
‘It’s time to put up my plans into motion. It’s been so long, you’re happiness and freedom needs to come to an end.’ She muttered to herself subconsciously as she was clenching her fists tightly.
Now that she’s back, she will find those who killed her mother and brother 5 years ago. She would let them pay the highest price for ruining her complete and happy family. She promised to herself solemnly that she would achieve her main goal with full determination by hook or by crook.
And Ethan Scott... ‘I would definitely find you... Whether you’re dead or alive. You owe me lots of explanations.’
She thought furiously gritting her teeth as she took a last glance around the bathroom as she stormed out.
Leaving the bathroom, she made her way to the lounge exit which was exactly her father’s very own office. She roamed her eyes around the wide and luxurious yet simply decorated room and noticed that the interior design of her daddy’s office doesn’t even change through out the years. The room still look the same as it look like before, white and gray in color with a huge book shelf full of business books in a right corner, a new set of black leather couch with a glass coffee table in its center. And still stood in the corner of the right a mini bar with his own collection of aged wines that serves his little scape from everything. While observing the whole wide and spacious office her eyes fell unconsciously into an old and antique familiar oil painting which was attached on the wall for ages across her father's office table. It was their complete family of four. On t
Mr. Smith whom Mr. Scott's longtime friend had known exactly why his friend seems so sad and melancholic in narrating his story about his own son. He once had a son too. A young and good looking one just like his daughter but fate treated them ruthlessly and played them cruelly. And not just his son but also his wife was taken away from them. Leaving the two of them suffering in too much agony. The feeling of grievance and sorrows that he choose to hide in his heart within the years resurfaced again. The bleeding wound that he ignored as time went to pass by as he thought that it had already healed but he was wrong. It was just patched up momentarily and it burst out again as it was tightening his chest even more. But he can’t let his emotions wrapped himself again.
After the three individual's overwhelming conversations at Mr. Smith’s office they went onto their separate ways as usual carrying a heavy and grieving hearts. Later that night they decided to tend their wounds and wait for the next upcoming events as they couldn't do anything than to wait and head back home immediately and took few hours of rest to refuel enough energy for themselves. Earlier today, Izzabelle was woken up by a sudden special alarming tone of her mobile phone. It had a different settings and special featuresunlike some ordinary mobile phones that were sold at the world market. She specifically designed and personalised it according to her liking to avoid any irrelevant inconvenience.
Izzabelle was feeling restless after knowing that the codes she got anonymously stated was a location of a certain hospital establishment. It pique her curiosity so much to the highest. She focused her chaotic mindset to think of a possible reason that could possibly relate her to the location. ‘Think Izzabelle, think!’ She closed her eyes to meditate, inhaling and exhaling her breath slowly for a couple of seconds. She carefully arrange her own theories inside her mind and analyze it bit by bit. If it wasn't related to her then why did she have to receive it anonymously? And the source... what was he or she up to or wanted to tell her? Recalling every possible scenarios in her head for a few seconds, a sudden thought flashed in her mind. S
Izzabelle was immediately enraged while reading the data that she got from Lizz. She couldn’t find any worst words to define her despicable and evil aunt. According to the files, her grandparents adopted Anna for her mommy Myra's sake. Anna was Myra’s friend back then. During their childhood, they we’re close to each other. One day when Anna’s parents died into an accident, Myra tormented and forced her parents to adopt Anna to become her sister legally and was eventually granted by them knowing they didn't want their daughterto feel lonely all day long considering that both the Winchester couple was busy dealing with their company business matters. Basically, they grow up together, enter the same school, and all the privileges that Myra had gotten Anna also got.
While reading the name list of the admitted patients that Marcus had sent on her email, Izzabelle was frozen in shock. She was momentarily dumbfounded. As the saying goes 'the truth shall prevail', indeed her efforts didn't went in vain. Her five years of training resulted in such a fruitful way. Her mind went blank and she felt a huge lump blocking on her throat. She felt dizzy all of a sudden as her eyes began to get blurry then as if on cue, fresh tears started to fall out from her eyes like rain drops. Her body was uncontrollably shaking from too much crying and sobbing. She covered her mouth to prevent herself from being noticed by their servants downstairs. She wasn't ready to tell them for the meantime if they happen to interrogate her about the reason for her sudden cries.
Watching Izzabelle’s car speeding away from the mansion, Linda grabbed her phone then called the mysterious man hurriedly who had threatened her earlier to report her already completed task. “She’s maybe on her way now, please spare my daughter. Please... Please... I beg you...” The desperate nanny pleaded repeatedly while crying her eyes out. “You did a very good job! You... Wait until she arrived here! Then I'll keep my words!” The man on the other end of the line answered coldly and just hanged up on Linda directly not even giving a damn about her desperate cries and pleads. His voice devoid of any emotions as he muttered to himself. &nb
When the door swung open, she was totally dumbstruck and her mind went blank for a few seconds. She was surprised and shocked. 'What the heck is this?Was it really him? She couldn't believe it!' She muttered to herself in disbelief. "Ethan?" She whispered out her words shortly as if she wasn't really sure about the man's identity whom was now standing in front of her. Izzabelle froze on the spot and keep on rooted from where she stood. She couldn't still imagine seeing him now. After almost 7 years of their separation without words to each other, now they finally meet again face to face. They just starred at each other's eyes and no one ever break the silence lingering
AFTER 5 years... “Daddy..! Daddy..!” Ethan was startled while cooking breakfast in their kitchen. His pancake miserably flew on the wrong side of the pan causing a lot of mess! He glanced at his 4-year-old son who appeared breathing heavily from nowhere and arched his brow in confusion. “Jesus! Why are you screaming in such an early morning, huh?” the startled father asked gently. “Your Mommy was tired last night, lower your voice down...” he coaxed and ruffled the young boy’s massive hair. Izza and Ethan we're gifted with identical twin boys. They named them Ezekiel Scott and Ezriel Scott. When Izza’s due date arri
“I didn't know that you would develop excellently like this...” Guilla praised and patted Izza’s shoulder lightly. “You did a good job at facing your fear in your dreams...” she added with such intense admiration for her apprentice. “I've learned from the best...” Izza mumbled proudly. “Thank you for coming, Master...” she bowed her head slightly showing her utmost respect towards the woman. “Hmm...” Guilla hummed in response. “Congratulations!” she added and snapped her fingers thrice in a row. SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! “Izza...” A gentle tap on her arm br
“I am...” The man admitted calmly. “And you have something that belongs to me!” he added with his voice rising in full intensity. “Oh..?” Izza shifted on her seat comfortably and leaned in the soft cushioned chair lazily. “What is it?” she asked curiously. “You had the mark that should belong to me...” Archibald Shadow stood up from his seat and slowly took his steps towards her. “And you know well how to transfer it on me, isn't it?” he mumbled in her ears as he surrounded her slowly. “Hmmm...” Izza closed her eyes and contemplated. “I smelt something...” she muttered in a soft moan. ‘Rotten!’ her mind added in disgust. “Hmm...” Archibald moved an inch closer to her ears and slowly
The day before the wedding, the Shadow Council Leaders from each headquarters appeared on The couple's beach house simultaneously. Jack, Jhon, Sam, Troy, Tris, and Rod were also there together with them. Izza was astonished upon seeing a dozen of her Shadow Council leaders entering into their foyer. “Why the hell are you all here, huh?” she asked in bewilderment. She immediately sprang up from her seat and was about to take a step forward but Ethan was fast to hold her wrist restraining her from standing up. The Shadow Council Leaders went all speechless. They couldn't come up with a sudden excuse as Ethan told them to keep their lips sealed and keep their mouth shut. He had said that he would be the one to take responsibility for their lady boss’s wr
Ethan promptly strode out from their bedroom and headed straight to the kitchen but not after taking his phone from the nightstand. He positioned himself at the corner where he could catch a glimpse of his woman just in case she would hear him calling out for some rescue to learn how to make a tricky pancake. It was too embarrassing for him if his woman happened to discover it. He dialed his father's mobile number speedily and aligned it to his ears. The line went through and was taken immediately. “Son...” Daniel, his father groaned at the other end of the line. “Why are you up this early, huh?” he asked sounding annoyed. “Morning dad...” Ethan greeted politely. “Where’s mom?” he asked.
Izza’s voluptuous body appeared like a spear made of fire shooting down on his every nerve causing them to lit up and burn his body. His blood extremely boils and his manhood started to stir up. He went stiff. His eyes slowly diluted as he stared at his woman's body intently. His hunger to possess her was evident in his sharp eyes. He was tempted to caress his favorite firm buns as well as his favorite glistening spot. If not for the sake of his kid, he wouldn't have to hesitate to make love to his woman over and over just like before until he felt satisfied. But now, he had to restrain himself from doing so until he found someone who could teach him how to aid his stiffness without harming the baby inside her. Who could help him? Ethan began to shake his head in frustration. Shall he begin to read some books for that?
The very next day, the SOD secretly arrived at the sanctuary like a phantom and summoned all of them to the meeting room. He thanked them all for the job well done. Though his order to assassinate all the mafia members had failed due to his friend’s firm insistence -— the officer’s superior Mr. Jones, to just arrest the rest and put them behind bars.Those people who resides in his building had received an enormous amount as compensation including Marcus’ family. He firmly advised to hide his identity towards those civilians as to prevent any further complications in the near future. He had release an order to the officers to release them after settling their compensations together with their new accommodations.Mr. Harry Hopkins still felt rather satisfied at the result thus as a reward for the offi
Now Ethan finally realized why his woman always had her mood swings that fast just like turning a page of a book. She is pregnant with the fruit of his hard labor throughout the whole month. He hadn't had the time to think about the symptoms of pregnancy and just took it as another matter to him. Izza kept on nuzzling her nose on her man’s neck. Inhaling the smell that she badly craved for a few days. “Hmmm...” she moaned as she inhaled his scent greedily. She closed her eyes and continued to hug her man tightly. “You smelt so good, Baby...” she added like she was addicted to him. “Babe, stop that moan, will you?” Ethan whispered on her ears tenderly. “You're making me hard...” he groaned huskily while hugging her back tightly. “I don't know, Baby...”
Izza was startled at Ethan's sudden movement. She couldn't help but grip the wooden bench tightly for support. She was taken aback when he flew and landed on her front smoothly. Her mouth gaped open in shock when he kneeled and took out something from his pocket.A luxurious small box appeared in her view and was immediately opened under her bewildered gaze. “2nd in Command Officer of NASSO, VP of CTDA, CEO of IS Construction Company, The 2nd FOUNDER OF THE SHADOWS HQ... Izzabelle Smith, will you marry this simple guy who fell in love with you for such a long time?” Ethan asked nervously. He hadn't had the chance to prepare a proper speech of marriage proposal for his woman. It was a sudden proposal and he just let everything intricated in his heart to come out.