The next day, Christian dropped Isabelle off at the hospital and left. He had a very important meeting that he couldn't afford to miss. A security company was facing losses, and to avoid being closed up, opted to sell the last of what they had to Black Inc. Isabelle found her mother already awake, with the detectives by her bedside."Isn't it a little too early for this?" Isabelle didn't even say hi as she walked towards her mother. She placed the shopping bag in her hand on the table and went about serving her mother the breakfast she had prepared. "It's okay, honey." Her mother hugged her when Isabelle leaned over, kissing her on the forehead."It's 8.30, mom; you don't need to wake up to this." She understood the urgency to put her father behind bars, but her mother also needed time to recover. "We're sorry, Ms.Isabelle but we just wanted to brief your mother about what we uncovered yesterday." Baron replied curtly, giving Isabelle a hand as she helped her mother up to enjoy baco
"You know that because you're a witness and not a suspect, you can choose not to take the lie detector test." Mr. Russell, the younger detective had observed Mrs. Jenkins' restlessness. His detective instincts went up again, just like the previous day. She had some skeletons in the closet, and he suspected they had something to do with what they found out. They had gathered information about her husband's uncle that lived in Gordon State. He was real, a drug lord who had been convicted of child trafficking a month before his nephew's wedding. The family never talked about him because, to them, he was dead. The uncle wasn't married, but he had a son who couldn't have children, the same age as Isabelle's father."No, I have to." Russell, Baron, and Isabelle both looked at the woman, her demeanor changing immediately."Mom, you have been through a lot already." Isabelle said, hoping that whatever her mother was hiding wasn't that big of a deal. "I have to do this—anything to prove my s
Christian raced down the highway after his security detail called him. They had been at the packing lot giving Isabelle space as requested by Chris when they spotted her exiting the main entrance. According to them she was crying hysterically, almost unaware of her surroundings."Don't lose her." Christian ordered, pressing the blue airpod into his ear. "She's about to board a taxi." One of the men informed Christian while his colleague walked faster to stop Isabelle from leaving."Do your fucking job!" Christian barked, exiting one of the lanes into the one that led to the hospital. He knew then that he shouldn't have put his meeting before Isabelle. He had been sceptical about leaving her but she had insisted that she would be okay. "Let me go!" He heard Isabelle's shout on the other side of the ongoing call. He knew that the men had got to her and he somehow felt some relief. "I'm sorry ma'am, but I can't." He didn't care for any traffic rules at that moment, he zoomed past vehi
"What are you doing?" Isabelle's heart sank when Christian lifted her off him, pulling out his hardness. He placed her above his head, such that her legs were on either side of his face on the bed. "Satisfying my cravings." He answered, lowering her until his awaiting tongue came into contact with her glistening folds."Aaaaaah!" Isabelle bucked and shook when Chris licked her pussy along her folds, flattening it up to the hood of her pussy. "Mmmh." He hummed, spreading her folds to lap at her juices. Isabelle couldn't control herself as she snapped her hips forward, grinding her pussy onto Christian's flattened tongue. She licked her lips and spread her arms above Christian's head to hold onto the headboard."Fuck yes!" She almost creamed as she found a rhythm, undulating on her boyfriend's mouth. Christian held onto her hips, guiding her as she rode his face. It was the most erotic thing he had ever done, and he loved it.When Isabelle began to go faster, chasing an orgasm, Christ
"I'm glad you called; we'd have driven straight to the hospital after work." Sean hugged Isabelle in the backyard. She had decided to enjoy a bowl of strawberries while Christian held a meeting online in his office."Imagine the pain of finding out that you're not there." Dion faked a sob as he hugged Isabelle too, his arms lingering comfortingly on her back. "Quit whining; at least I told you." They plopped down beside her on the bench, enjoying the sunset. Minutes after sitting down, Isabelle's phone rang. She was tempted to let it go to voicemail but decided against it when she realized it was Russell calling."Your mother failed the poligraph test; she didn't get some questions right." She almost rolled her eyes, bored with being told information she already had an inkling about. "I know. I talked to my father, and he told me she knew about his uncle—that they worked for him." Isabelle nonchalantly replied, even though deep down her chest was becoming heavy.Sean and Dion stood
"Tell me, and if you dare leave any information, and I find out;" Isabelle paused with a warning scoff."Forget ever seeing me again." She finished the statement, walking back towards her mother in slow, calculated steps."I'll tell you everything, but... I might go to jail." Isabelle's mother hung her head, swallowing thickly. She knew the dirty business deal she had with her in law could land her a sentence. "Isabelle wouldn't do that to you; clearly, you don't even know the kind of daughter you raised." Christian spat, holding Isabelle as she stood beside him in front of her mother."She is forgiving; otherwise, she wouldn't be here right now trying to listen to you," Sean added, his anger towards the woman refusing to simmer. He didn't agree with Isabelle that her mother had kept quiet about her father's violence to protect her. Dion wasn't any different; he felt that the woman was selfish as they came. She reminded him of his own adoptive parents, who lied to him for years."You
A sudden, deafening silence filled the hospital room. Jaws dropped, eyes widened, and hearts stuttered while every single person in the room turned to look at Dion. Isabelle could feel Christian's grip on her hip tighten, but she didn't realize that her feet no longer had the strength to hold her upper body. Dion's teary eyes met with Mrs. Jenkins's similar ones, and everything in that room paused. The two looked at each other as their systems rebooted to accept the reality of the situation. "My baby."That was the first utterance that broke the silence, accompanied by an unexplainable tone. Isabelle's mother didn't feel her body or recognize her own actions as she pushed the sheets off her body. Drowned in shock, nobody had the energy to stop Mrs. Jenkins from getting off the bed."My baby." She repeated in a broken voice, walking past her bed to where Dion stood in the arms of Sean. "Oh god." The woman's heart beat erratically as her brain resumed functioning. When she finally sto
"I wonder why this silly hospital allows stupid people to visit any time they wish." Mr. Jenkins scoffed, sitting up on his bed, when Isabelle and the rest of the group entered his room. He looked again, this time spotting his wife, who entered after everyone else, stunning the old man. His jaw dropped, his eyes widening as if he had seen a ghost."Thought I'd be dead by now?" Isabelle's mother mocked, her wet lips stretching into a challenging smile."The boyfriend and the stupid fella who pretended to be the CEO..." He pointed at Christian and Sean, respectively, ignoring his wife. Then he shifted his eyes to Dion, whose hands were clenched into balls of fists. The only thing running through his mind was punching the man who dared hurt his sister."And who might you be?" He scratched his chin, looking at Sean's hands around Dion's waist. He scrunched up his nose and then faked spitting on the hospital floor. Sean growled lowly, a burning feeling rising from the pit of his stomach. I
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