"W-what?" Isabelle stuttered, making a connection with what Christian had just said."She fell down before she could..." He paused, getting himself together. His jaw ticked as he turned and faced the sky, remembering that fateful night. Isabelle observed the rigidity of his shoulder muscles under the shirt he wore. She could see the side of his jaw moving, ticking."You don't have to." She tried averting the whole conversation when she sensed the change in his moods. It was almost palpable, the anger his few gestures and responses were depicting.Christian scoffed."No, you wanted to hear it. Shut up and listen." He didn't mean to come off as rude and inconsiderate, but she had pushed him to the wall. Isabelle flinched at the ascend of his voice, coiling in the lounge chair. His shoulders rose up with every rapid breath he took. "She and my father had been having serious problems. I won't get into details about it right now, but it eventually made our family drift apart. "Isabelle di
Days passed rather quickly; it had already been a little over three weeks since Isabelle miscarried. The moment the bleeding stopped, she insisted on following Christ to the office. She would relax in bed in the adjoining room at his office, when she wasn't hanging out with Dion. The two had become quickly inseparable, following each other around the building."Do you trust me Dion?" Isabelle asked, standing in front of Dion's desk outside Christian's office. "Of course... weird, right?" He flashed a smile, arranging files in alphabetical order according to the names. There was a cabinet behind his cubicle where all the files were locked up after Chris evaluated them."I know, I feel like I have known you for days." Isabelle smiled back, sitting on the edge of the desk. She had to push the calendar slightly to fit. "Okay, so I want to go back to work." She had been thinking about resuming work at the hospital. She was tired of getting paid for a job she wasn't even doing. Christian
"Are you serious right now?" Christian pulled up his briefs and trousers as he dragged his feet to stop Isabelle from leaving. He didn't bother with the belt once he zipped his trousers and put the button in place."Do I look to you like I am joking?" She yelled, putting her hand on the knob, only to realize Christian had locked it using his key card."Hand it over." She spread her palm, referring to the key card. Christian ignored her; he had no intentions of allowing her outside the office until she understood him."You have not healed completely." He lowered his voice, trying to reason with her. Her cheeks were flushed a nice pink, and her burn was messy thanks to his hold while he fucked her mouth. Her eyes had moisture in them, making him lower his head. He couldn't look at her without feeling sorry, even though he knew he was doing the right thing."You have been saying that for the last one week Christian. A whole fucking week of saying no to me!" She poked her chest when she r
"What the fuck, man?" Christian became defensive, shielding Isabelle from his father. He pulled her behind him, widening his stance as his nostrils began to flare."Disrupted your little kissing session?" The man nonchalantly asked, closing the door with his foot."What now?" Christian's chest rose, his breath coming in and out in short puffs. Isabelle peered at the older man, placing her hand on Christian's clothed bicep to calm him. "Your mother won't stop pestering to see you." Christian tensed further, his jaw clicking. Isabelle felt his bicep harden further, so she began rubbing the spot. Christian gritted his teeth, staring straight at his father."I told you I don't care." He sneered, holding his burning gaze."Do you remember what we talked about three weeks ago?" The older man with silver hair asked, throwing a glance at Isabelle. To some extent, she felt like he was referring to her. She couldn't shake off that feeling when Christian hesitated to reply, tilting his head to
The next day, Isabelle arrived with Christian at his office, both of them seeming drained. Dion observed quietly as his boss entered his office without saying good morning. He closed the door with so much force that the bang made him flinch."Trouble in Paradise?" He asked Isabelle when she stopped by his desk."Something like that." She mumbled, eyeing a cup of coffee that was on Dion's desk. "Here." He pushed the cup towards her after following her line of vision."No, thank you." She declined, even though she yearned for even a sip. She hadn't enjoyed her breakfast after an argument broke out between her and Christian. She had poured the coffee in the sink and the corn and eggs inside the dustbin in the kitchen.Dion sighed, placing his phone on the desk."Wanna talk about it?" He skeptically asked."He got mad when I told him I wanted to resume working at the hospital." Dion had an inkling given how Christian had become overprotective of Belle."Give him time." He wasn't good at g
"I knew it!" Isabelle jumped up excitedly while Christian stood unmoving, eyes void of any emotion. Her anger had dissipated that instant, replaced by an excitement she couldn't quite explain. Sean's hand was still on the back of Dion's head, but both of them had tilted their faces to look at Isabelle."Uh oh." Dion muttered when his gaze landed on Christian. Sean looked past Isabelle, at his friend, whose face depicted nothing. It all happened in seconds, but the time seemed to have frozen around the four of them. Then Christian broke the bubble and walked, his leather shoes tapping on the tiled floor as he passed them."Go on." Dion urged Sean when he seemed confused on whether to follow Christian to his office. With a long loud intake of air, Sean went after Christian, leaving a beaming Isabelle and a shying Dion in the hallway.Sean pushed the door open forcefully before Christian could lock it manually. They had been friends for so long that Sean was able to tell when Christian w
Sean heard nothing that was said at the brief meeting with IT experts from Black Inc. and Mr. William's company. After everyone else left, Sean dragged his feet to the elevator, immersed in thoughts. When he passed by Dion's desk, it was empty and Isabelle wasn't anywhere to be seen too. He hoped Dion hadn't been summoned by Christian because if anyone was supposed to answer questions, it should have been him."Are you gay?" Sean was startled when Christian's voice sounded just as he entered his office. The man had decided to listen to Sean after all. What Isabelle said had challenged him to give Sean a chance."Yes." Sean answered, straight up."This thing you have with Dion. Is it that serious?" He added another question."I love him." Sean didn't see the need to beat around the bush. He had decided to answer the questions as they came. "Why?" Christian breathed out, looking straight at Sean. Even though there was a distance between them, Sean could see the hurt in Christian's eyes
Two weeks after Christian found out that Sean and Dion were dating, Isabelle had insisted on resuming work. During that time, her mother had called her severally, but every time she would ignore it. She was put back at the ER, and was doing shifts after shifts. In those fourteen days she barely had time to spend with her boyfriend. At the end of the second week Isabelle had a two day off, but opted not to tell Christian."Belle!" Dion shot up from his chair when Isabelle made an appearance. She was quick to place her index finger on her lips, silencing him."He doesn't know you're here, does he?" Dion whispered as the two lovingly hugged. "It's a surprise." Isabelle confirmed, pulling away from the hug."god I missed you." Dion smiled, holding her right hand."I missed you too, so much." She returned his smile with her own. They talked everyday via the phone, mostly through texts when she wasn't working, but they still yearned to see each other. In all honesty, the two of them clicke
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