"I fucked up big time. " Christian turned on Sean's swivel chair, tapping his blue pen on the desk."I told you, you would regret it. " Sean smirked victoriously, left clicking his mouse. He was going through the project as asked, and all he could see were holes and unexplainable measurements. Isabelle was soundly sleeping in Christian's room adjoining his office, or so they thought."Come take a look. " Sean's work mode was back, so they decided to finish up while they tasked one of their employees to look into Sam. Christian couldn't wait to lay his hands on the man who couldn't keep his prick off Isabelle. He was determined to get to the bottom of the photos, and so was Sean. "What am I looking at? " Christian placed his palms on the computer desk, as Sean began explaining."The security blueprint of the project the Digi company proposed. " Sean zoomed in, chuckling when Christian shook his head. The guy wasn't used to dealing with anything complex concerning computers or the net.
"That's not up for debate, Isabelle." Christian tilted his hand to look at the time on his wrist watch as he waited for the elevator to open. Isabelle was right behind him, insisting that she would be okay at her apartment."Sean had the lock replaced; I will be okay. I mean, I have been sleeping there for a week now, and nothing has happened." She spoke nonchalantly, boarding the private elevator in Christian's office building. She still couldn't believe that the man owned the company and a couple of others.Christian put his briefcase on the lift floor, and turned to Isabelle just as the doors closed. "You have been lying to me for five days straight that you have been sleeping in a hotel, Isabelle. Sam is still out there, and I cannot risk him getting to you.The man spoke with finality, his eyes dropping to Isabelle's chest. The woman had on a pink blouse with a couple of buttons undone. The upper part revealed a tempting cleavage that had Christian swallowing thickly. He had spen
"This is a place of work not a brothel. " The silver haired man spat, fixating his penetrating blue eyes on Isabelle. He spotted a Balbo pepper beard that brought out his sharp jawline. A nice grey suit accentuated his tall figure, the coat sitting nicely on broad shoulders. Isabelle's eyes widening at the striking semblance between Christian and his father."This is my office. " Christian responded in an equally cold voice, not enjoying his father's stare on Isabelle. "Get out. "Mr. Williams ordered, referring at the door with a slight tilt of his head. Isabelle didn't move, she couldn't even if she wanted. She was glued to the chair, observing the odd scene between a father and a son."She is not going anywhere, I suggest you state your business and leave. " Christian pocketed, widening his stance, not moving from the spot he stood beside an oddly quiet Isabelle.Mr. Williams, turned his attention to his son, chuckling in a bitter manner. " You are not picking my calls. ""Then may
Isabelle melted into the not-so-soft kiss, trembling on top of Christian. He licked her lower lip, asking for entrance. When Isabelle hesitated, Christian delivered a gentle slap on her ass, making her gasp. With her lips parted, he pushed his tongue inside her warm crevice, deepening the kiss. He could feel Isabelle begin to move against him, rubbing her body against his."You taste so good." He huskily praised when they came up for breath, pressing her further into him. His hands were on her ass, placing her front directly on his throbbing one. In flawless movements, Isabelle sat up and began to whine her waist. She circled it, rubbing his hard length with her ass. She was still nude beneath the skirt, hot and swollen with desire."Fuck!" Christian swore when she hiked up her skirt, revealing her shaved beauty between her legs. Gosh, Isabelle couldn't wait to feel him without barriers. Her body shook, with the intensity of her desires heightening. She could feel the familiar aching
Isabelle stared at Christian's physique, every muscle was well defined. Chiseled abs that decorated his flat stomach, a trail of hair in between the packs on the lower abdomen. Her curious eyes ventured further, following the trail of dark hair. His pelvis was toned, well defined, leading to a long dick with a wide girth. She could still taste his pre-cum in her mouth as she watched the bulbous head gush more of the clear liquid."You look so ready for me, sprawled on the bed with your legs apart." Christian husked, licking her sweetness off his lips. Isabelle exhaled, peeling her eyes off his cock to look at him. What she saw was nothing but unadulterated sexual desire written on his face. She couldn't control her hand as it slithered between her breasts, down her pelvis, and finally onto her pussy."See how you make me wet?" She didn't know where the words came from; she just felt the need to say them. Christian lowered his hand and gave his manhood one single stroke from the base t
"Son of a bit.." Isabelle swore, kicking the damn door after trying to open it. It didn't budge, and that is when she realized Christian had locked it from the outside. She tried peeping through the keyhole, but she couldn't keep one eye closed. She looked at the bed, deciding that it was not an option anymore. She remembered that she had seen another door inside the adjoining bathroom. As mad as she was, Isabelle decided to serve her curiosity by exploring what was behind the door. When she opened it, Isabelle form stood frozen at the door for a few seconds. A cool breeze caressed her face as she walked out to the magnificent balcony that overlooked the city. Two sisal made chairs and an oaken table were put in the middle. Flower vines spiraled on the balcony railings, while potters were arranged on the floor with different species of flowers.After being fucked and left for the second time, Isabelle needed the kind of view she was getting. "I see you found it."Isabelle kept quiet
Isabelle strolled out of the office, after checking his oxygen levels, Sean following behind in muffled laughter. Christian was left seated in his chair, staring at the spot where Isabelle had been standing. His new secretary was still standing in the middle of the office, shaking in her skin."Get out!" Christian barked, completely unbothered by her gasp as she scrambled out. He picked the office phone and dialed Sean in, summoning him with urgency."Let me see what he wants." Sean told Isabelle in the office she had been given to be spending her day at. She nodded, not trusting her voice at the moment. She might have looked composed back at Christian's office, but Isabelle was any but that."That was badass and well deserved by the way." He tapped her shoulders comfortly then exited, leaving the young nurse lost in her thoughts. Her mind was in a pandemonium, sending flashes of Christian's hands under the woman's skirt."God I'm so stupid." She whispered, covering her face with her
"You don't look well, Isabelle." That was the first thing Sean said when he passed by her office to check up on her. It had been one and a half weeks of living with Christian. She had managed to avoid him after work, locking herself in her assigned room. They only spoke during checkups, and the words would be limited.Isabelle leaned on the table, waiting for the feeling of sickness with an inclination to vomit to pass. "I'm just a little warm." She sat upright, closing her eyes briefly to compose herself. "You know he's feeling the same way." He spoke after a minute of just standing at the door and staring at Isabelle. She scoffed, with a series of coughs following after that. Her temples throbbed mildly, but she dismissed the ache, convincing herself that it would subside. She ignored his statement and busied herself with going through her report."I don't care." She apathetically responded, fixing her gaze on the nearly perfect oxygen levels she had noted down. Sean heavily sighed
A month after Isabelle's father's burial, Isabelle and Dion had grown impossibly closer. Their relationship with their mother had tightened. Isabelle was back to talking with Dylan, even though Christian didn't like it. Sam had been arrested for blackmail and gotten a one-year sentence, while Stanton got one year of probation."I don't understand why you're nervous." Sean shook his head, looking at his friend, who couldn't stop pacing. The park was closed as darkness approached fast on that Tuesday."Do you think they'll come?" Christian asked, stopping for a second to look at the park's entrance."Of course, I just got off the phone with Dion. He said that they'll be here any moment now. She still has no idea about what's happening, and they are still lying to her." Sean explained, scrolling through his phone to rehearse the speech with Christian."What did they tell her?" Christian knew Isabelle was curious to know why Dion and her mother were taking her to a local park at 7 p.m."G
"She came onto me; gosh, you always date them whores." Christian's father scoffed, shrugging his shoulders, when Christian shot him a glare."It was the only way to get you to talk to me." Isabelle addressed Christian. "She would have done something stupid, so..." Tiffany chimed in, crossing her legs."Shut up!" Both Christian and his father uttered at the same time, making Tiffany roll her eyes. She wasn't fazed by their testosterone; she just wanted her friend and boyfriend to reconcile."I'm sorry." Isabelle started, the memory of her boyfriend leaving her in the morning without a word crowding her mind. "I don't want to listen to anything you have to say. You said enough yesterday." Christian dismissed, lifting his hands above his shoulders. "Tiffany just sent you a photo of me and your father. Feel free to use it if you want to end the contract you have with him." She then turned to Tiffany and beckoned with her hand. "Let's go." Isabelle blinked back tears as she walked over
"Christian please." Isabelle held on to his hand with her hands to stop him from walking out of their bedroom."I'm so sorry, baby say something, please, anything." She begged, sniffing. Christian used his free hand to open the door and easily got out of Isabelle's grip. He didn't look back as he stepped into the hallway, heading to the staircase that led down to the sitting room and the kitchen.Isabelle followed, breathing through her mouth to get air past her clogged nose. She had to jog to match Christian's long strides. He came home late after the fallout in the office the previous day. Hadn't said a single word to Isabelle; when she woke up, she found him already dressed and heading out. He had no plans of even glancing at her. Yes, she was grieving, but that didn't give her an excuse to bring his parents into the mix. "Are you seriously going to leave me here begging you?" Isabelle shouted as Christian picked up his car keys from the bowl on top of the kitchen counter. When he
"So it really was about money." Christian spat, speaking to himself. When Isabelle had said he didn't understand what she was feeling, he gave a quick thought about it. For a second he thought that maybe something else was wrong with his mother the day he almost stabbed him. At that moment, as his hand found the door knob, Christian could feel his entire body getting cold."I'm sorry Chris, I'm so sorry." He didn't look back as he stepped out, tuning off his mother's voice. What had he really expected by going to see her? More plans from his father to finish him? For what? He grew up thinking that parents were supposed to be proud of their children. For his parents though? One was money hungry, the other one was both greedy, jealous and just monstrous.He had left his car outside the gate so it was a long stretch. He had to go past the fountain on the front yard and walk for a few minutes before he got to the outside. "Chris please! I should have been there for you, I should have stoo
"That fucking coward!" Isabelle screamed, pulling at her hair, which was held in a bun. Christian engulfed her, minimizing her movements as she thrashed around. Dion stood silently, staring right at his feet. His gut boiled, bile rising up his throat on waves of anger. His skin prickled as his hands clenched into fists. "Cowaard!" She screamed again as she hit Christian's chest. She tried pushing him off her, but he just wouldn't budge. "At least he's not in your life anymore." Christian regretted his words the moment he uttered them. "Shut up! Are you justifying his cowardice now? He sold my brother! He separated us and broke my mother in the process. He fucking tried to kill her and framed me for having sex with my own cousin. He deserved to rot in jail. How can you stand there and spew such bullshit Christian? How the fuck can you?"Isabelle was seeing red, her eyes changing from teary to shooting daggers. "Isabel.." Christian loosened his grip, feeling like she had just kneed h
"I'm so sorry for leaving yesterday without talking much." Dion stated the moment Isabelle entered Sean's office. Christian had a lot of work and a presentation from the IT team. Sean wasn't available either, so that morning it was only Belle and Dion."What's important is how you are feeling." Isabelle hugged her brother, the fact that they were truly related sinking in at that moment. It felt surreal before, but looking at their resemblance, there was no denying it. "I really don't know how I'm feeling, Belle." Dion started, hanging his head when Isabelle sighed. She held his hand and led him out of the office, towards Christian's. Thinking about his insensible, monstrous father was proving a difficult task for Dion. They went straight to Christian's adjoining room and out to the balcony. Isabelle wanted them to have space to talk without interruptions."I didn't know the view was this nice." Dion forced a smile as he placed his forearms on the railings, looking at the dark clouds
"Nnh." Christian moaned in his sleep, or so he thought. Before his eyes opened, he could feel warmth and softness wrapping around his cock. Tingles of pleasure slithered up his spine, slowly consuming him. Isabelle hummed between his legs under the comforter, taking her time to lick his hard cock."Damn baby." Christian groaned in a deep, sleepy voice, biting his lower lip to gain some control. He clutched the sheets on either side, feeling Isabelle's mouth. She pushed off the comforter, taking a deep breath after a minute of staying under the comforter. "Good morning, babe." Isabelle smiled seductively, holding Christian's cock at the base. She looked at his hazy eyes, full of sleep and arousal, as he spread his legs further. "What a fine morning!" Christian's voice ascended when his girlfriend leaned again, wrapping the bulbous head with her beautiful lips."Oh fuck!" He thrust upward, making Isabelle's eyes water as she strained to take him in her small mouth. It wasn't a secret;
"Oh, god, baby." Isabelle moaned, arching her back into Christian's skilled and talented hands. He massaged the top of her right breast while he kissed her neck. He moved his hand along the curve of her boob, raising her sexual frustration. "Babe!" Isabelle complained, throwing up her hands in the air."What do you want?" Christian whispered against her ear, his husky voice sending heat straight between Isabelle's legs. He took the earlobe in his warm mouth, biting gently on it. Isabelle squirmed, her entire body shivering in pleasure and anticipation."Please babe." Isabelle whispered, tilting her head to expose the side of her neck to Christian as he left open-mouth kisses."That's not an answer, love." Christian smirked against her cheek as he pecked her. "Please." Isabelle added with her droopy eyes, staring at Christian as his face hovered above hers. He smirked against her lips and then dipped, capturing the soft pink flesh gently. Isabelle hummed, tilting her head to give Chr
"You didn't even want him in the first place!" Albert argued, shutting his mouth when Jenkins stepped on his left bare foot. Before he could continue assaulting the man, the door burst open, with a number of officers getting in."What the fuck are you doing?" Isabelle's father shouted when an officer pushed him down on his knees and then handcuffed him."Putting cuffs on you." The officer stated the obvious, forcing the older man to his feet."We had a fucking deal, you twits!" He seethed, trying to wiggle out of the damn cuffs. "That deal expired the minute we uncovered the truth behind all these...Did you really believe that you could get away with it?" Baron and Russell got inside, with Baron smirking victoriously at Jenkins."What are you talking about?" Dion was confused. His adoptive parents were arrested and guided outside to the waiting van."This man here played us, or wanted to play us." Jenkins scoffed, stumbling when he was pushed forward towards the door."We just took t