- ISOBEL - I couldn’t catch my breath all through the drive. He managed to break every bit of composure in my body with just a few sentences. Did he just ask me out? Well, indirectly. My mind is in scrambles and I can’t fully wrap my head around what happened in his car. ‘See you later, angel.’ Still replays in my mind, that’s the last thing he said when I got out of his car. My eyes roll in my socket as I bite my lower lip. He did what I didn’t have the courage to do!! I try to hide my blush with my hair by pushing strands of hair over my face as I walk through the pedestrian walkway in my estate. I couldn’t let him drop me home and lied I was going to meet with a friend. If Cain was home and even sighted just a bit of his car from a distance with me in it, he would act out. I can’t risk Cain acting out and ruining my chances. Not anymore. He’d destroy things before it even starts. I turn back to look around, checking for traces of his car, when I found none, I stare
- NINA - “Don’t you dare answer that.” Cain’s voice resonates in my ears as he makes his presence known from behind me in the café. My heart skips a beat when I hear him and my body hair stands. He sits opposite me, on the seat tucked in the double seater table I’m sat, staring at me menacingly with a dark grin. He was monitoring her chat again. This disgusting pig! My nose flares up and I feel my brows furrow with a frown. I hang up, ending the incoming call before it even started. “You’re a grown man Cain.” I say, clenching my fists and leaning comfortably in my seat. My stance, although easy, holds authority. “Stop playing petty games and get a life.” A half smile forms on my face. The one that shows how utterly disgusted I am at him. “This is my life.” An eerie smirk follows that darkened tone, making me nervous but I don’t show it. I lean closer, resting my torso on the table with one of my elbows pressing the table to support my pose. My legs cross underneath the ta
- ISOBEL -I look at my maps then at the time on my cell phone as I step into the café. This is the one. Nina should be here somewhere. I run my eyes around the eating area, looking for the lady who both pissed me off and made me worried at the same time. I swear she’ll get what’s coming to her but I have to find her first.My lips flatten as I still search for her, examining the café. I can’t find traces of her. Not even one. I can’t even hear her voice in the midst of the chatter here. Although scantier than the one I usually go to stalk Cameron, the not-so-subtle noise in this place is unmissable.I look at my phone and unlock my screen, heading to my chat with Nina. I want to alert her of my arrival.“She’s here.” A man’s voice trail in my ears. This makes me sigh, if I didn’t know too well, I’d say it was familiar. Eerily familiar. Pfft. I roll my eyes. Amongst the sea of people, someone raises her hand up. I try my luck and look at the person. Seeing her ginger hair now, I’m
- CAMERON -Have you ever felt so insanely relieved and happy for no reason at all? That moment when you wake up and your day already feels like it’s going to be perfect and you can’t help but smile while doing the needful chores and everything else that needs to be done? That’s how feel today and the reason is none other than the lady I ran into yesterday. The one I dropped off, Isobel. For a woman to have me feeling this good despite the other shit going on in my life, she must be something. And I can already tell that Isobel surely is something extraordinary. Or it’s just my dick talking. I stare at my reflection in the mirror as I put on a tie. I’m knotting it around my neck, underneath the collar of my white, long sleeve shirt which is tucked well inside my black, inner suit. I doubt that, I say, responding to my earlier thought. She’s insanely attractive, yes, but I doubt my attraction towards her is solely sexual. Or is it? I wouldn’t know till I bed her and I don’t know wh
- ISOBEL - I’m not working today. Not after how shaken I was by yesterday’s run in with Cain. Laying on my bed with my tummy pressed on the sheets and eyes glued to my laptop, I’m researching ways to start a fire. Secure ways without leaving trails. If there’s one thing I am bad at doing other than approaching a long, lost crush, it’s committing a crime. I need to have thorough information if I want this to work and the internet is the best place for research. I scribble something down on my sketchpad. Gasoline. I need lots and lots of gasoline in the house. Since I can’t get my hand on Chlorine trifluoride, it’s what I’ll work with. My thumb make it’s way to my teeth and I chew on my finger tip. I have a long list of things written down here. I’ll have to review this list and choose the ones which are best suited for me. The ones I can buy without catching alarming awareness.I also need to think of a way to get mom out of the house when I pull this whole charade. I don’t like h
- ISOBEL - It’s Friday night. I apply a red lipstick on my lips while sitting in front of my dresser mirror in my room. Cain is out of the house, as well and mom and dad. Also, Cain will be out of the house way longer than tonight. Way much more. Our plan is in motion and it will be exercised tonight. I swallow. I’m taking a bold step. The house will be set on fire and mother, nor anyone, won’t be there to see it. ‘It was accidental’ will be the story. Maybe somebody left the gas running. And if not, maybe it was the son who caused the fire. I press my lips together, spreading my lipstick around, then pout in front of the mirror. I missed this. I missed dressing up elegantly to go on a date. I haven’t had one in forever. As shocking as it seems, it’s been years since someone took this pretty lady out on a date. Not because I haven’t met men my type, far from it, I’ve met them all, but because, whenever any man comes close to getting to know me, a certain bone head
- NINA - There he is, stepping inside. I watch a man, from the comfort of my suv, covered in black from head to toe waltz out of the back entrance of an underground flat. Two large, rusted, metal bins cover the entry, making the area look deserted. The man walks up to me and mutters something in mandarin. “Nǐ de wénjiàn.” He says in a calm, grumpy tone as he sways his head to both sides, checking for passersby. His body movement is unstable. Although standing in a spot, he’s moving a bit too restlessly. [Translation: The files you need.] I stretch my hand out of the car window and take the thick, black, leather travel bag from him. This will be given anonymously to the FBI. “Xièxiè. Hurios wǒ dǎzhāohū.” I say to the Asian back in mandarin with an Irish accent. [ Translation: Thank you. Tell Hurios I said Hi.] My face is straight. Although with a full disguise on my face, I have my shades on and my fingers are padded with gloves and a fake hand. The face this man se
- CAMERON - There she is, standing by the entrance, looking like someone sculpted with diamonds by a god. I am completely mesmerised by the beauty standing before me with an innocent and confused look on her face. Her ears are adorned with silvery earrings, falling down in aligned pairs according to the height from both ends till they reach the longest one at the center. On her neck is chain necklace laced with diamonds, the same kind as her earrings. My eyes trail a little higher and a subtle gasp leaves my lips. Her lips are bright red with lipstick in a very lustrous way forcing me to bite the end of my bottom lip with greed. I want to taste that. I want to taste her. My gaze falls on her body. On her is a silver, sleeveless, body hug dress with a long v line drawing from both ends at the start of the dress which cups her tits elegantly to just a bit above her stomach, exposing the right amount of cleavage. There’s a slit drawing from the side of her thighs. Numerous silve
- 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