- CAMERON - I get up from bed. The first thing I look at the moment my eyes went open is my watch. Resting on my bed table was my silver, diamond coated watch before falling into my hands. My eyes are half close and I can’t deny the fatigue I feel at this very moment. What the fuck? Why do I feel so tired? My body hurts like a truck landed on me last night an there’s no hint as to why. A yawn leaves my lips as I drop my watch back on the bed table, turning to the other side on the bed. The time is eight-fifty four am. I should get ready for work. A groan leaves my lips. The only thing keeping me sane right now despite my shitty morning is the fact that I’m the CEO. I can arrive at work whenever I want and however I like and there would be no judgement. I bury my head in my pillow. I don’t want to stand. I don’t want to do anything today. The only thing I need right now is a cuddle between my bed and me. I’m not getting enough of it but I can’t delay starting my day any fur
- ISOBEL - Geez. “Are you out?!” I call, raising my voice so it’s heard despite the shower water dropping down on the ground. I walk to the door of the cubicle and swipe my wet palm on a portion of the glass, taking a peak through the less condensed portion. From my view, the bathroom is empty. I walk back to the shower, pouring soap on my palm to wash. I carefully rinse my hands before continuing washing my whole body. I was startled, that’s all. I didn’t mean to scream. I crane my head up, letting the waters from the shower sprinklers hit my face. After holding my breath for quite a while, I let out an exhale. Inside here is steamy. The good kind though, just sometimes, with all this steam, breathing is difficult. I take a deep breath, inhaling slowly then steadily letting it out. The image of me covering myself the way I did when he walked in replays in my mind. Why did I do that? That man has touched my boobs before. He’s the one person I’d want to see me naked.
- CAMERON - She walks out. I turn around, backing the door of my bathroom. “I didn’t mean to walk in like that. I wasn’t trying to be disrespectful.” I assure instantly, without daring to turn to look at her. I can feel her presence though. I know she’s staring at me. “It’s okay Cameron, I know. I trust you.” Her words make my breath hitch. She trusts me? She doesn’t even know me. I attempt to turn before it hit me. “Sorry.” I say. She might be naked. Again. A giggle leaves her lips. “It’s fine, Cameron, I have a towel around my chest.” Oh. Is she fine with me staring at her when she’s like that? “I’m going to turn around.” “Be my guest.” She hums. I steadily turn, taking my time on purpose. The moment I faced her, my gaze meets her playful smirk. I can tell it’s a taunt. My face flattens. “What? Scared to see a little tittie?” She tsks, rolling her eyes. I can’t believe for a second that I chose to be decent. I return her smirk with a half grin. “Be careful what
- ISOBEL -"Come on, tell me! I'm dying to knoww!!" Nina urges, tugging at my arm. I kick her away with a careful push of my leg. "Ow." She mumbles as her body brushes backwards on her bed."Nothing happened, nothing much apparently." I say, leaning my jaw on my hand as I stare out the window. I love looking out the window wherever I'm at, especially from Nina's room. It reminds me of the life I wanted to live. Back then, all those years, it was all but a yearn, now, I remember I can actually live it and be free."Pfft! That's not possible. That's never going to happen. You're like a crazed, starving dog when horny. And you are ALWAYS horny, Isobel. Ever since we met."I spare Nina a side gaze at her words, looking at her all judgementally. Well, she's not wrong. I've just decided to take a more, what's the word?, calm approach to things instead of diving right at it. Cameron has taught me patience. I never thought I'd learn it this way in all my years of living but I guess one man ho
- CAMERON -“It’s been confirmed. Your concern is true, Cameron. You have every reason to be cautious than usual.” The Lawyer says to me. I’m sat comfortably on a chair facing his desk in his private office hidden behind his private chambers, that being his room. My elbow leans in the arm of the chair and my fingers support my head leaning on it, while tapping gently on my forehead. I’m not surprised. That man was following me. I am highly relieved that it has nothing to do with Emily but this is certainly something to worry about. I can’t have someone on my tail when I am trying to ignore a life I was once deeply entangled to. One I dived back into the moment a dumbass in a club dared to lay his hands on Isobel. I let out a sigh.“Can he be killed?” I ask coolly. Apparently, killing someone is the fastest way to get rid of them, but if I execute this being without finding out who he is and who he works for, how sure would I be that the person he’s under won’t send more people after
- ISOBEL -It's odd.I open the large fridge and grab onto some chopped vegetables which I put into my trolley.Everything is odd.I keep walking down that same aisle and stop in front of the frozen fries section. My hands grab onto two bags of chips after pulling the refrigerator door open then I make my way to the other aisle for frozen food.I'm under no diet. I don't even exercise and how I have the body and weight that I do amazes me but I guess I'm glad one of those people who eat as much as they like regardless of the calories but never add weight.Or maybe I just was under a lot of stress and pressure and suffering that whenever I ate, my food went into those things, keeping me at the right amount of lean, it could be, who knows? I pull open the refrigerator door and take a bunch of minced meat and chicken thighs and wings.Being outdoors without a crippling fear of getting home late or home at all is an odd yet nice feeling. It's something I could get used to. It's something
- CAMERON - I stuck by her side because it seemed that someone was following her. And I stood true. Normally, my hunch would’ve been directed at the fact that I was present in the supermarket coincidentally at the same hour but when I stopped back to look at her, I noticed she was being watched. The Lawyer was proven true to his words. I cannot and will not abandon this woman now. Not when her safety is at risk because of me. “That’s my ride.” I say the moment I get to my car. I unlock my car and open the boot to load my items in. Isobel just stood and watched. Did she come here alone? Does she have someone waiting for her? Did she bring a car? I don’t know and I surely don’t know if it’ll be rude to ask but part of me desperately wishes she’s alone and car-less. Just so I can take her home. And know where she lives. I’m dying to know. Not only would it give me an upper hand to allocating her with the best protection, but I get to. . ., to put it decently. . ., stalk her
- ISOBEL -“Just what will you do without me?” Nina asks with a smug expression on her face. She has this overly confident and satisfied smile along with a brow raised as she asked this as a matter of factly.I tsk playfully. “You chose this job the moment you volunteered to be this lady’s bff.” I say, getting in the passenger seat with my shopping bag. “Volunteered? More like I didn’t have a choice.” Nina utters, her voice sultry but with the right amount of energy. Oh honey, you did, with my insane stepbrother on the loose? You could’ve run away from me but you didn’t. Having you stick by me despite the odds is one of my biggest flexes and I doubt you’re even aware. And I won’t be the one saying it though. Before her head explodes with ecstasy, with love on my part of course. I buckle my seat belt then place my shopping bag on my thighs. After this, I pull the door gently to a close. Nina and I are practically sister-neighbours. We do live far away yet our visitation to our houses
- CAMERON - I stand in front of my mirror, getting dressed for my evening. I have a surprise date planned tonight for the two of us. One I know she’d love. It’s been a while since I caught myself getting dressed for a lady. It’s been a while since I found myself trying to leave a remarkable impression about myself to someone and I can’t deny, while I do feel rusty in that aspect, I sure do enjoy putting in the work, if this can be considered as work. The ends of my lips curl into a smirk. I walk to my perfume drawer. I press the button at the side and the glass door display slides open. I take my favourite cologne out and spray it on both my wrists when I hear the chime of my phone. I walk to my room, holding the bottle of perfume in my hand, to get to my phone which is on my bed. The moment I stand right in front of my bed, I pick my phone up and stare at the screen. ‘Don’t wait for me, I’m not coming.’ This makes my jaw clench. I guess my night just took a turn and
- ISOBEL - I still don’t get it. Imagine dashing away from a conversation, leaving someone alone with no word or text as to why. Especially after I opened up. It shouldn’t bug me as it does. After working today, he was the only one I could think about. What happened in the park was the only thing playing in my mind. Did I scare him off with my question? Did he only respond that way to ease my mind just to leave at the first chance he got? I huff, my eyes on my phone. I am laying flat on my bed with my hands holding my cell phone to my face. I have received no text from him. Not a single one. Now, if I had people in my who I could talk to, I’d probably be out for drinks but here I am, fantasising about a man who left me at the park. This is pathetic. I am too old for this and I certainly am too much of a catch to have one man invade my head and plague my thoughts this much. So many people would want to be with me. So many men. But are any of the men him? M
- CAMERON - I arrive at the hospital. Richard is registered in one of the rooms here. I still cannot believe he got involved in a car accident. What on earth was he doing? His job? He needs to take it easy. He’s all I’ve got. Literally. I know he works for me but I do care about his wellbeing and that man does not seem like someone who values his own wellbeing considering he’s always here to help twenty-four seven. “Thank you.” I say to the nurse at the entrance check out who just let me know his room number. “Anytime Mister Su Li.” She responds. I dash away when I hear her call forth the name of someone. Probably the relative of a patient admitted in here. I let out a sigh while taking the elevator. My mind is a total chaos right now. Please, Richard, be okay, I say to myself in my head trying to blow off some steam. Part of me is plagued by something. Did he get this accident while trying to do my bidding? I can’t tell but I hope not. I hope he’s safe and out of da
- CAMERON -She's hurt. I've been in a place where I forgot myself so I can easily tell when someone is going through the same thing.I don't know what Isobel's demons are or what it is that happened that makes her want constant reassurance, but I'll be here to give it to her. I'll always be here to let her know that she can lean on me and I would never judge her. Ever.I watch her make her way to the ice cream van with the kid. I squint, resting my elbows on my knees to have a good view.I'm not staring at any other part of her but her waist, hips, and my favourite part? Her ass. I feel like an asshole but I can't help myself. I avert my gaze away, trying to be decent when a call cuts me short.My brows furrow when I dip my hand in my pocket to bring my phone out. The caller ID is vague to me. I pick up, holding my phone to my ears. "Hello?"The caller murmurs something to me. This makes my heart skip a beat. I'm afraid I have to leave. It was Richard. He just got into an accident. O
- ISOBEL - With every step he takes closer to me, my heart races with anticipation. This is nothing extraordinary, he’s just here to keep me company yet I can’t get over the kind gesture. Maybe it’s because I’ve not had friends since I was a teen and lost touch on what it’s like to have people to hang around with, I shrug, I am not sure, but the feeling is nice. I’m as lonely as the word lonely can get, I have nothing of extra value apart from my savings, which I managed to have from mostly my dad and hard work but other than that, I’m just an ordinary lady yet this man who seems to have everything is going through this ‘ordinary’ path to be with me. I like it but I can’t help and wonder why. I certainly hope Nina didn’t put him up to it, something tells me that for him to be present in her congratulations party, they must have some sort of relationship beyond the work place and it would suck if she did because that would mean his actions are nothing but pitiful to me, but I d
- ISOBEL -I wait a little longer. The small fingers which cling onto mine alerts me that I need to act fast. "I think that speaks for itself, you're not needed here, at all." I emphasise on the last two words on purpose.First off, it's a bad look for me as the baby sitter. I can't have men hanging around me whine doing my job. Cameron is the only man I have in my life and he's not even in my life anymore exactly and that makes it worse.No parent would want their child with a stranger who's accustomed with the nanny. Especially if that child exhibited signs of discomfort which James is giving off now.Cameron stands up. He's facing me. My brows are furrowed. "Thank you for offering and dropping by but we'll be fine on our own. I'm working." I say to him.He's rich. I'm just a babysitter. I don't complain about my line of work though but he won't feed nor pay my bills."Another time, please." I add, my tone serious. I can't come off as welcoming. Not in this case."I'm sorry for both
- ISOBEL - “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re stalking me.” I say the moment he gets over here. Good thing I decided to change outfits today. I can’t imagine how embarrassed I’d be if he got to see me in an I don’t give a shit outfit. Cameron probably might not care but I will. In fact, he should. He’s a freaking CEO. The people who he associates with should look befitting I guess. Or I at just be overthinking? I drape my eyes up and down his body. Cameron always looks so perfectly dressed. And no, I don’t think I’m overthinking. If I haven’t spent a night at his place, I’d assume he wears corporate clothes to bed. “I don’t know, maybe.” He responds, looking at me straight in the eyes with a sinister look on his face. This suddenly makes me feel uncomfortable. For what it’s worth, between the two of us, I’m the stalker and stalkers don’t fret nor expose it! Tch. My eyes are still glued to his. His darkened gaze makes my stomach clench. Cameron diverts his attenti
- CAMERON - I drink out of my coffee, sipping it while letting the hot liquid burn my tongue. I’m meeting someone here today. A very important person. I bring the coffee mug to my mouth again, breathing into it through my mouth and inhaling the steam, while staring out the glass walls of this café, my attention outside before taking a sip. To think just not long ago, this was me in this same spot almost every morning, battling with severe depression makes a half grin form on my lips. Slowly but surely, I feel the sad feeling slipping away. And it’s nice. The door bell chimes and my attention is diverted to the door. A familiar figure waltz in with someone. I’m torn with a sense of deja vu as Isobel makes her way inside with a little boy by her side. One whose face I remember a little too well. This makes my grin widen. Funny how fate has it that I have someone to meet today too. Just like the first time we met. The representative of the airline I’m about to purchase is
- ISOBEL - “You did not!” Nina exclaims. I don’t have to look at her to know she’s stunned. I’m standing in front of a mirror in my room while zipping up the back of my shirt on my own. “I did.” I respond. My back is to her. “No you didn’t.” She pushes, sat on my bed. I laugh. “I actually did.” “No freaking way!” Nina says. I walk to the other end of my room where my bed is to get my watch from my bed table. I place it on my wrists and put it on myself. Nina can comfortably aid me with dressing up but I’d rather do it myself. I’m used to it so I find no issue doing it alone even though she’s in here. “Nina,” I take a short pause. “As I have said a thousand times already,” I emphasise on this statement, “I did.” I finally add, meeting her gaze with a smile. Even I can’t believe it to be honest. I left him that way. The look on his face as his body parted from mine was cinematic. The sight of his erection pleased me. For so long, that man has left me wanting and it’s