Isabelle povI stood on the aisle in front of the priest, a bouquet of flower in my hand. I have a veil over my face and a beautiful wedding gown that fit like it was molded on me. I'm suppose to get married today, however my groom is no where to be found. âWhatâs taking your groom sooâŠlong to get here?â The priest ask me, âhas something happened to him on his way here?âWhat would happen to the almighty Mr. black, one rumored to be cold, dangerous and also impotent. Yes, thatâs the rumor. He was dangerous and impotent, still I want to marry him,because I have no choice but to, if not my mother would die. âIâm sure heâll get here soon.â I say, letting out a hard breath. âI donât know what might be keeping him from his wedding but Iâm sure heâll get here soon.âI look at my dad and stepmother who were at that particular moment greeting the guests and not even looking at me one bit. A feeling of regret surged in me. I shouldnât have followed along with this agreement.âItâs just for t
Isabelle povBefore I got to Sebastian's black mansion, I was sitting inside Mr. Black's jeep. I didn't look at him. It was very uncomfortable for me to be in a car with an old man I just gotten married to somehow, but somehow I'm married to his son and not him.âDonât worry, weâll get there, soon.â I hear him speak beside me and I glance at him, turning my eye to him. âI meant, Sebastian's mansionâŠyour husbandâs house.ââOhâŠâ I just say and turn my face back to the window. I want to lower the window on my side for fresh air to come in but itâs not my car. The AC inside keeps blowing slight heat at us and no one cares. I let out a deep breath. âBut before we get there, I have a proposal for you.â Mr.Black speaks up and I turn back at him. âHere, have a look at it.âHe hands me a paper, and I collected it and looked at it. Whatâs this? I ask myself as I squint my eyes. âSURROGATE WIFE FOR MR. SEBASTIAN BLACK AGREEMENT CONTRACT.â I read the words on the paper and I looked up at Mr.
Isabelle pov[FLASH BACK]. Hope Hospital. I sit inside the hospital room, looking at my mother, sleeping peacefully. The sound of the machine, beeping nonstop in my ear and it was driving me crazy. I hate the sound. Still, I donât want it to stop, because if it did, it meant my mother had left her body, which I wasnât ready for, not now, not anytime soon. I need to get that money, no matter what. As I was staring at her, her eyes slowly opened, and she looked at me, smiling weakly. âYouâre still here?â She asks me and I nod, holding her hands in mine. âYou know you shouldnât be doing this all the time. You need to go out and live life and have more fun. Youâre a grown-up lady, donât spend all your time watching over me. Take care of yourself and Iâll do mine, myself.âI shake my head in disagreement. âNo.â I took my stance, âI wonât leave you and I donât care about having fun. Youâre my fun and everything. I want to spend everything and every moment with you, forever.ââYou kno
Isabelle povI stand in the hallway of Sebastian's mansion, my hands relaxed on my chest. I looked at the maids as they each carried my luggage into the mansion. âWhere should we put it, Maâam.â The head maid asked me. She looked to be in her late fifties and I wondered how she still stayed in this mansion and worked for Sebastian even after knowing how he frightened all of them. âAre there any spare rooms?â I ask, my eyes looking around. âKeep it in one of them. I will sort everything later in the morning.â I made way for them to walk along. I stood there for a while, as my luggage was taken in one after the other. I looked at the time and it was already past 10. It was time I retired to bed. I was very tired from today and need a lot of rest for the next day. I stopped the head maid,âExcuse me,â I called out, my hand in the air and she walked over to me. âWhere would I be staying for the night?â She looked at me her brows raised a bit. âA room...â She murmurs.âYes, arenât th
Isabelle pov âIâm sure I locked the door before I slept last night.â I sat up in the bed, Sebastian rolled away from the bed and picked up his phone. âAre you stalking me?âHe laughed.âYou amuse me.â Sebastian stood up, away from the bed. As the bed sheet left his waist, his black tight boxer was revealed. âWhat did you say your name was?âHe looked at me but my eyes werenât looking at him, instead, I was looking at his bulge covered by his boxers. How big was that thing exactly? And I was in bed with THAT???!!!I screamed.âPervert!!!!!!â Raising my bed sheet to cover my face. I kept screaming, then stood to my feet and ran for the door.When I placed my hand on the doorknob, struggling to get it open, I noticed Sebastian still looking at me in a daze, probably wondering why I was acting that way. I guess he was asking himself if I was crazy.Still, I ran swiftly as fast as my legs could carry me. I had to be far away from him. I couldnât stay any longer around him. I just canât.*
Sebastian POVI walk huskily out of my mansion, my face straight. I never have too much of an expectation. Iâve always know this new wife would be trouble through and through.As I walk down the little stair at the front of the mansion, heading for the black jeep parked outside the mansion, my memory drifted shortly to father. He had told me he was going to get me a wife to which I humbly refused. Perhaps he didnât hear me when I said I would make sure the woman he brings leaves the presumed marriage in pieces, but as always, my father always chooses what he wants to hear.I looked up at my female assistant, Kate Anderson as she stood beside the jeep, holding a tab in her hands. She looked up and saw me approaching, she rushed to open the door. âTo the office.â I said after stepping into the car, my face serious. âAlright, Sir.âshe nodded and rushed to the drivers seat. Soon after, we were at the office. As I entered Into the main building, my five bodyguards followed suit behind
Isabelle povâHusband, why did you come back home this late?â My legs were crossed over each other as I stared at Sebastian figure in the door way. âIâve missed you.âInstead of a reply, he thundered loudly.âWhatâs that supposed to mean?ââI donât like eating dinner aloneâŠI was waiting for you.â I pouted my lips babyish. I was expecting a smile to break the hardness on his face, but his face was set hard. âWhy do you care? A-andâŠwhy are you dressed like that?â His hoarse voice came out, I could have sworn that I was starting to get frightened because of how he was staring at me. âGet some clothes on to cover your body.ââOhhh you donât like my skin?â I touched my leg and slowly slide my lingerie but he looked at me hard and looked awayâI donât!, I said get some clothes on!â He shouted. His hands still holding onto the doorknob. âOkayâŠâI raised my hands in defense and went over to get a black robe and cover myself completely. âno need to be too hostile about itâŠIâd go put on some clo
Isabelle povI had to play dead. If not, I donât know what Sebastian was going to do to me. I could feel my body move from the floor into his arms and then gently placed on the bed in the room. After, I heard him dial a number and ask that the family doctor rush over to the house. In what felt like minutes, the door of the room was pushed open and I could feel the presence of two beings inside the room. One the doctor and the other my nemesis of a husband, Sebastian. âWhat happened to her?â The doctor ask Sebastian who has his hands crossed. I slowly open my eyes to peep at them but when Sebastian look my way, I quickly shut my eyes. âShe just collapsed when I was talking to her.âSebastian reply was quick. No fragment of emotion in his tone. It was like he didnât care and the reason why he had called the doctor was not to have a dead body in his room. Wise I'd say.âShe did? You didnât touch her did you?â There was sarcasm in the doctorâs voice that brought silence to the room.
Isabella POVThe evening air inside the Black mansion was heavy with silence, except for the soft hum of the air conditioner and the ticking of the grand clock in the hallway. Isabelle sat by the vanity mirror in her room, staring at her reflection. The dim lighting cast a soft glow on her face, highlighting the quiet determination in her eyes.She had agreed to this marriage for her mother. That contract⊠those five months⊠they werenât just words on paper. They were a countdown to the inevitable. If she failed to get pregnant, she had no idea what Mr. Black Sr. would do. Would he throw her mother out of the hospital? Would he strip her of the financial support she had fought so hard to secure?Her fingers clenched the edge of the wooden table. She didnât have the luxury of waiting for Sebastian to suddenly wake up one day and decide he wanted her. That wasnât going to happen. He barely tolerated her presence.She exhaled deeply, her heart pounding. If she had to seduce her husband,
Chapter 11 Isabelleâs POV The bakery had always been my escapeâa place where the scent of freshly baked bread and pastries drowned out the noise of my reality. But today, I couldn't shake off the unease creeping up my spine. Travis' reaction to Sebastian's name had stuck with me. That deep frown, the way his jaw had tightenedâhe knew something. And I needed to know what. I finished my business with Lady Frigerthon, packed up my things, and decided to head home. As I turned a corner, my phone buzzed in my pocket. A glance at the screen made my stomach drop. Dad. I hesitated before answering. âHello?â âWhere are you?â His voice was clipped, impatient. âAt the market,â I replied cautiously. âWhy?â A sigh crackled through the phone. âYour stepmother wants us to have dinner together tonight.â I nearly scoffed. Us? As in, the father who barely acknowledged me, the stepmother who always found a reason to criticize me, and the stepsister who lived to make my life miserable? âIsabe
Chapter 10 Isabelleâs POV I woke up to the sound of rain tapping against the large bedroom window, the gray morning light filtering through the curtains. My body ached slightly from the stress of yesterdayâs events, but my mind was sharper than ever. Sebastian was hiding something from me. And so was Travis. I needed answers. After freshening up, I pulled on a simple black dress and tied my hair into a ponytail. As I stepped out of the bedroom, the rich aroma of coffee filled the air. I wasnât in the mood for breakfast, but I knew I had to eat something before heading out. As I reached the dining room, I froze. Sebastian was already there, sitting at the long mahogany table, flipping through the pages of a newspaper as he sipped his coffee. He looked every bit the billionaire he wasâpolished, powerful, and completely unreadable. His piercing blue eyes lifted to mine the moment I walked in. "Youâre up early," he remarked, setting his cup down. "So are you," I replied, making
Chapter 9Isabelleâs POVThe moment Travis said Sebastianâs name, his whole expression changed. His easygoing smile disappeared, replaced by something hard to decipherâshock, disbelief, and something else. Something darker.I frowned. "Why do you look like youâve seen a ghost?"Travis blinked, shaking his head as if snapping out of a trance. "Itâs just⊠unexpected," he said carefully. "I didnât think youâof all peopleâwould marry him."I arched a brow. "And what exactly does that mean?"Travis hesitated, his lips parting slightly as if he wanted to say something, but then he exhaled sharply and ran a hand through his perfectly styled hair. "Nothing. Never mind."A strange, uneasy feeling settled in my chest. Travis had always been honest with me. We had known each other for years, and he had never been the type to hold back. But now, he was hesitating.I stepped closer. "Travis, if you know something about him, you should tell me."He studied me for a moment, then forced a small smile
Isabelle povI had to play dead. If not, I donât know what Sebastian was going to do to me. I could feel my body move from the floor into his arms and then gently placed on the bed in the room. After, I heard him dial a number and ask that the family doctor rush over to the house. In what felt like minutes, the door of the room was pushed open and I could feel the presence of two beings inside the room. One the doctor and the other my nemesis of a husband, Sebastian. âWhat happened to her?â The doctor ask Sebastian who has his hands crossed. I slowly open my eyes to peep at them but when Sebastian look my way, I quickly shut my eyes. âShe just collapsed when I was talking to her.âSebastian reply was quick. No fragment of emotion in his tone. It was like he didnât care and the reason why he had called the doctor was not to have a dead body in his room. Wise I'd say.âShe did? You didnât touch her did you?â There was sarcasm in the doctorâs voice that brought silence to the room.
Isabelle povâHusband, why did you come back home this late?â My legs were crossed over each other as I stared at Sebastian figure in the door way. âIâve missed you.âInstead of a reply, he thundered loudly.âWhatâs that supposed to mean?ââI donât like eating dinner aloneâŠI was waiting for you.â I pouted my lips babyish. I was expecting a smile to break the hardness on his face, but his face was set hard. âWhy do you care? A-andâŠwhy are you dressed like that?â His hoarse voice came out, I could have sworn that I was starting to get frightened because of how he was staring at me. âGet some clothes on to cover your body.ââOhhh you donât like my skin?â I touched my leg and slowly slide my lingerie but he looked at me hard and looked awayâI donât!, I said get some clothes on!â He shouted. His hands still holding onto the doorknob. âOkayâŠâI raised my hands in defense and went over to get a black robe and cover myself completely. âno need to be too hostile about itâŠIâd go put on some clo
Sebastian POVI walk huskily out of my mansion, my face straight. I never have too much of an expectation. Iâve always know this new wife would be trouble through and through.As I walk down the little stair at the front of the mansion, heading for the black jeep parked outside the mansion, my memory drifted shortly to father. He had told me he was going to get me a wife to which I humbly refused. Perhaps he didnât hear me when I said I would make sure the woman he brings leaves the presumed marriage in pieces, but as always, my father always chooses what he wants to hear.I looked up at my female assistant, Kate Anderson as she stood beside the jeep, holding a tab in her hands. She looked up and saw me approaching, she rushed to open the door. âTo the office.â I said after stepping into the car, my face serious. âAlright, Sir.âshe nodded and rushed to the drivers seat. Soon after, we were at the office. As I entered Into the main building, my five bodyguards followed suit behind
Isabelle pov âIâm sure I locked the door before I slept last night.â I sat up in the bed, Sebastian rolled away from the bed and picked up his phone. âAre you stalking me?âHe laughed.âYou amuse me.â Sebastian stood up, away from the bed. As the bed sheet left his waist, his black tight boxer was revealed. âWhat did you say your name was?âHe looked at me but my eyes werenât looking at him, instead, I was looking at his bulge covered by his boxers. How big was that thing exactly? And I was in bed with THAT???!!!I screamed.âPervert!!!!!!â Raising my bed sheet to cover my face. I kept screaming, then stood to my feet and ran for the door.When I placed my hand on the doorknob, struggling to get it open, I noticed Sebastian still looking at me in a daze, probably wondering why I was acting that way. I guess he was asking himself if I was crazy.Still, I ran swiftly as fast as my legs could carry me. I had to be far away from him. I couldnât stay any longer around him. I just canât.*
Isabelle povI stand in the hallway of Sebastian's mansion, my hands relaxed on my chest. I looked at the maids as they each carried my luggage into the mansion. âWhere should we put it, Maâam.â The head maid asked me. She looked to be in her late fifties and I wondered how she still stayed in this mansion and worked for Sebastian even after knowing how he frightened all of them. âAre there any spare rooms?â I ask, my eyes looking around. âKeep it in one of them. I will sort everything later in the morning.â I made way for them to walk along. I stood there for a while, as my luggage was taken in one after the other. I looked at the time and it was already past 10. It was time I retired to bed. I was very tired from today and need a lot of rest for the next day. I stopped the head maid,âExcuse me,â I called out, my hand in the air and she walked over to me. âWhere would I be staying for the night?â She looked at me her brows raised a bit. âA room...â She murmurs.âYes, arenât th