- ISOBEL - “Thank you! Please wait in the car.” I breath out loud to Cameron, getting out of the passenger seat while heading to my phone. My heart is beating fast against my chest. My house looks normal. It’s not ash as I expected but since my mom was home when everything happened, it is a good thing, right? It means Nina probably had to stop the fire which I still can’t process how. I look back for a second. Cameron is out there waiting for me. Good. I may need to run away from this place soon. I knock on the door. I have my key although I’m not sure my mind is at the right place to remind me to search for it. I left my purse in the hospital and I never thought I’ll be coming back to this place. My fingers scratch each other as I wait for an answer. I got none. This time, I ring the door bell. I am anxiously eager to meet someone. I want to see mom. I wonder if she’s in a hospital or if anyone’s home. I got no message from either of them. Cain is probably in jail, so th
- CAMERON - ‘Please wait in the car’ The text from Isobel glares at me from my phone. I’ve been here for over half an hour since a group of people waltzed out of her house yet she’s still inside. If I choose to calculate how long I’ve been out here in total, I’m sure it’ll be nearly an hour or a few minutes past an hour. I sigh. I wanted this so I’m ready to wait, just right now, I’m torn between going in there or waiting. Her message does tell me to wait in the car, not sure if that entails actually staying in the car. I run my hand through my hair and let out an exhale. The last two days were insane. I couldn’t think. She severed a serious injury while alone with me and I couldn’t help but be worried. I felt uneasy and just then, I forgot everything else. This woman is really amazing. I don’t know anything about her yet she’s on my mind twenty four-seven, occupying my thoughts. She’s definitely an intriguing character and has my restraint hanging on a thread. The next time I
- ISOBEL - Benjamin, my step father, is infuriating and mom just stood there watching him degrade me! Like she didn’t meet me first, love me first, live with me first. Like I’m not her daughter. I called her name. I remember yearning for her to step up to him when he called me names but she didn’t say a word. I would’ve believed it was due to the tiredness caused by the gasoline and oil mix up accident if this was her first time, but it’s not. She always does this. He blamed me for wanting to harm HIS family, like I am not part of it. He blamed the for the fire the moment those men left. I mean, I’m guilty, but in that house, I’m the least person to be suspected of doing something devious. His son is a master at it. Both of them are basically devils in human form. I huff, staring out the window in Nina’s room in the comfort of her bed with my legs folded to my chest and arms crossed around it. I’m crashing here for a while but not for long. I resume the thoughts protr
- CAMERON - I’m sat outside on an open street bench, waiting for her. She said she was coming. It’s been quite a while since I’ve been here in this freezing cold night, yet I’m still waiting. I hold my phone in my hand and exhale slowly. I can see the steam formed due to the hotness of my breath in contrast to the weather. I’m putting on my suit jacket and a long, black coat yet my skin still feels the effect of the cold. Another sigh leaves my lips as my eyes peers lower at my phone screen. I’ve gotten no text since the last time. I raise my head up. Parked in front of me is my car with the front lights on. Apart from that, no one is in sight. I dip my hands in my pocket, leaving my phone on my thighs. The only reason I’m not in the comfort of my car with the heaters on is because I want her to see me when she arrives. But that is taking forever. She sure has a nack for making people wait. It’s cute but not that comfortable. “Cameron!” Someone calls my name. From the faintn
- ISOBEL - I can feel my heart pounding ridiculously fast in my chest as he leans over me. Did I just ask that? How bold can I actually be? I feel my throat tighten as his thighs brushes over mine. He hasn’t laid his lips on me yet but his body movement is already playing mind games in my head. The sharp fall of the chair backwards makes me squirm. “For easy access.” Cameron mutters. As I open my mouth to speak, he slips a tongue in, closing the distance between us as he kneels in front of me. His hand holds my head to his face as he devours my mouth and claim my body in his arms like it’s his. I want it to be his. My eyes close voluntarily the moment my tongue tasted the spiciness in his tongue. I moan. Every movement, every suck on my tongue and bite of my lips leaves my head in a temporary distortion at how good I feel. Like I’m being revived into a whole new world through the feel of his tongue. I moan in his mouth, shifting back a little. “Cameron,” I breath sharply wi
- CAMERON - My thumb flips over my lower lip. I’m in the cubicle, under the shower and warm water runs down my body. My decision shocks me sometimes, I had her right where I wanted yet I chose to be decent. I raise my chin up and close my eyes, letting water pour down my face. I have a lot of things on my mind. I’ve got so many questions about our dinner night and other things yet I choose to ignore finding the answers. Is this what we call fear? Is it possible I’m afraid of something that I don’t want to accept as a reality so I choose to bask in the moment rather than doing what the old me would do? I have no answer to this and it’s shocking. Who is the old me? The old me was a ruthless punk who preyed on weaker beings. Sometimes. Deep inside, there was a human who yearned to be seen and be free and now I’ve got that freedom, I guess part of me doesn’t want to ruin it by reading too deep into situations. I guess this is me trying so desperately to be normal. The ends of
- ISOBEL -I squeal as I step into the bathroom to rinse my face. I’m sleepy but not too sleepy and since I’ll be on a bed for much longer, I know I’ll dose off but for now, I’ll do my best to stay awake as much as I can.He touched me! My heart dances in my chest.I can’t get over the fact that Cameron laid his hands on my skin. I felt his need. I felt the desire as he fondled my skin. My eyes close as the images of us together drops in my mind. I move my hand over my body, imagining his, and a smile forms on my lips. My eyes comes open and I stare at my reflection in the mirror. I turn the sink tap off, maintaining my smile.I guess some good does come from having no place to stay. Speaking of which, I need to start virtual apartment hunting, it’s urgent. I walk out of the bathroom and sit on my bed, pulling the covers open so I can lie down comfortably. Just the thought of Cameron funding my apartment gives me an unsettling feeling but I guess it’ll be alright. It has to be. Back
- ISOBEL - I turn my head to the side, clenching my fists deep into the pillow like I’m trying to strangle it as a disturbing image flashes in my head. It’s one of those nights that I am aware that I’m dreaming but the event in the dream feels so real that it seems like reality is only an illusion and I’m actually trapped somewhere else foggily assuming my whole life. If this hell hole where Cain exists is the life I imagined for myself, then I want an out of this fabricated illusion. But I can’t get out. My brows furrows and a troubled grumble leaves my lips. No matter how much I try to wake up from this nightmare, I can’t. . . . Like typical dreams, nothing in this world makes sense. One minute you’re in a forest and the next, you’re drinking tea in a hut. One second you see your friend, then the friend changes into someone who looks nothing like her but you know that person represents your friend, and like that was clearly a hallucination, the friend you thought you
- 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
- CAMERON-She never ceases to amaze me. I sigh in the confinement of my cubicle, warm water falling down my face and body. My hand reaches for my hair, pushing it backwards.I can't stop thinking about tonight. I try stop thinking about how blissful her tits felt in the confinement of my mouth. How soft her body was. How she took me in in one go.How having her wrapped around me made me almost go lunatic. I lower my gaze to my throbbing cock still erect from this night's activity.Every single moment with this girl leaves me stunned and needy to know more about her. Who the fuck stops mid way sex?What on earth is she? I exhale, raising my head high to let water fall directly on my face. And what on earth do I do about this erection? A sigh leaves my lips. The vivid images of what transpired between us last night replays in my head.I can still hear her. It's as though I can still feel her body pressed against mine but it's all my imagination.I fold my fist and bang it against the c
- ISOBEL - My eyes bulge as I feel his erection in me, growing inside of me while filling me up. Tears flow out the ends of my eyes as I mumble a low cry. He thrusted into me so deeply and sharply at once that my pussy feels a bit sore. The bearable kind of sore. You can call it the perfect pleasure-pain mix. My head falls backwards as his body slams against mine, pounding into my core like his life depends on it. His tongue licks me all around like having me in choke him between my thighs and fucking me is not enough for him. Like he wants all of me, all at once. I feel my body get overtaken with heat. You know when you reach a point where the dick is too good that you can barely keep your eyes open? In my case, it’s too good that I can barely keep my eyes shut. My lashes flutter and my eyes roll and bulge with the pleasure coursing through every bit of my body, easing me of every pent up frustration and my loud moans along with the heat felt at the back of my curling to
- ISOBEL - I let him. A gasp rattles out my mouth into his as he deepens the kiss. His hands are all over me. Feeling every part of my body till I conclude that there’s no where I’d rather be than here, in the middle of his lustful embrace.I enjoy the need in his tongue. His unvoiced desire and the hunger felt through his touch. It’s intoxicating. Maddening.My body erupts with so much pleasure at different parts at once that I feel like I’m about to explode. I’m losing my senses, letting him control my mind and my being and for the first time, I let myself be completely controlled by a man. Without any lingering fearsome and troubled thoughts.Cameron’s hands undoes the zip at the back of my dress. My dress falls down to my boobs, laying like a loose piece of fabric while exposing my cleavage to him. His mouth leaves mine and I’m suddenly crazed to taste him again. Cameron’s eyes rests on my body for a moment, like he’s taking his time to soak in my presence. “You’re beautiful, I
- CAMERON - My body closes into hers and I pull her to me. The moan that rattles out her lips the moment my hands tugged her body closer to mine feeds me. It unleashes the lust I tried so desperately to tame. Arms twine around my neck and threads into my hair, holding me in place as she tilts her head in the other direction fighting for the same dominance I exerted on her tongue. I nib on her lower lip, sucking hard on it before diving my tongue into her mouth again, letting it twist against hers in perfect harmony. My hand supports her waist to my body and the other slowly drags her dress up from the junction of her thigh, till it exposes her leg to me. I grab her ass, fondling and enjoying the softness as I raise one of her legs up to let my body thrall between her legs. “Cameron-“ she moans my name throatily. The huskiness in her voice is not missed. My goodness, everything about this woman drives me insane. It makes me want to run mad and I don’t know why. I can’t descr