Isabel checked her watch impatiently, as she waited to be called into the ob-gyn's office.She had less than an hour left to report to work and had been seated there for the past thirty minutes, but it seemed like it had been an eternity already.Although she was hoping to get accepted for the position she was applying for, she still couldn't afford to get fired from her job at Blue Farm yet.It has been her only source of livelihood for the past three years, and she enjoyed working there too. The free meals the employees are entitled to have been her lifesaver.However, she knew that if by sheer luck, she got accepted for this new position, she would've to quit from Blue Farm.Compared to the free meals and hourly income, this new position came with a lot of incentives, which made it luscious.From the free healthcare to the best hospital in the city, to the free living expenses, from her feeding to her clothes and transportation. Then, there was her monthly allowance an
Out of over two hundred ladies who replied to the ad, Isabel was among the lucky fifty who were selected for the interview.She was thrilled about the news, and begged her manager for an off day, so she could attend the interview.After much begging, the man gave her the permit she needed, to not show up at work on that day.On that day, Isabel dressed her very best, wearing one of Jasmine's hand-me-down tops, and a wide-legged denim she'd purchased for herself about a year ago.Her attire didn't appear suitable for the interview, but the dress she could've worn was destroyed by Jasmine after she borrowed it weeks ago and did not return it until two days ago.The strain on the off-white dress, which she didn't know if it was from coffee or makeup, was impossible to wash off, despite all the cleaning agents she used on it.She had to dump it and wear something else, and although it didn't appear professional, she had no choice.Before Isabel left home that morning, she prepared breakf
Two weeks after the last screening test, Isabel received a mail from the agency.She was at work when she heard her phone buzzed. She pulled out out of her pocket and swiped down the notification bar.There was an email from St. Patrick's Hospital. She needed no soothsayer to tell her it was from the agency, yet she did not open the mail.Her heart pounding, as uncertainty ate her from within.What if she didn't get the job? Does that mean that she will have to go beg Mr. Bernadotte to give her more time to save up his money?Will he agree?What if he doesn't and decide to make thing difficult for her?She wouldn't be surprised if he decide to make things worst for her. She could've agreed to go the easy way, but her pride could not allow her subject her body to such immorality.Now, it doesn't look like she has any choice.Isabel did not bother about thinking what if she got the job. She knew within herself that she'd only made it through the entire process by sheer luck. No
Everything happened so quickly for Isabel, that she lost track of her own life. Immediately after she signed the contract with the agency, she was moved to a new apartment, Unlike how she had expected the apartment to be a penthouse in the city, it was a multimillionaire mansion with an ocean view and it was unlike anything Isabel had ever seen.Whoever this anonymous employer of hers was, she needed no soothsayer to tell her he must be drowning in wealth. Everything she needed, from food and clothes to other necessities, was in abundance. She didn't have to do anything for herself, because two maids were designated to her care. There was a chef, a few cleaners, and bodyguards. The security was very tight, which means there was no unsolicited going out and coming in.The house manager, Madam Magdalene, an older woman in her late forties was there if she needed anything.Isabel was awestruck, yet cautious, because everything seemed too good to be true for her.There were certa
The morning after was a disaster for Isabel.She woke up feeling as if someone had run a truck over her, yet couldn't vividly recall all that happened the night before.The memories were fuzzy, making it impossible for her to give a detailed account of everything that happened, but she recalled the strange heat that overwhelmed her after she finished the soup she was served, the undescribable feeling she felt afterward, and the sharp pain she felt when the man first penetrated her.She vaguely remembered crying and begging him to stop, but he did not. He went on and on until she passed out from exhaustion.She didn't know whether he stopped after that, or continued until he couldn't anymore.Worst of all, she did not even see the man's face.All her senses were jagged, except her sense of feeling and smell, so could only perceive his scent and feel the strength of his powerful thrusts.Why is he so determined to stay anonymous?She kept wondering.Why does he not want to reveal himsel
Isabel woke up after a few hours and her first concern was the triplets."Where are the triplets? How are they?""They're fine." The nurse in the ICU with her assured her, but she wasn't convinced.The doctors had told her that one of the triplets was in danger and that was the reason tthey hadto induce labor. All she remembers was giving birth to one baby. She has no memory of giving birth to the other two.What happened to them?"Can I go see them?" She asked the nurse, hopeful she would allow her to see the babies, even if it was just for once.They might not be hers, but she carried them for eight months and is entitled to know about their wellbeing."I don't think that's a great idea, Ms. Hadid. The triplets are in the NICU where they're being taken care of. You don't need to worry about anything, except your health." The nurse explained to her.Isabel opened her mouth to speak, but she beat her to it,"Your health should remain your priority, not theirs. Their father has
EIGHT YEARS LATER, Isabel stepped out of the cab, dragging her bag with her. She closed the door, and thanked the cab driver, before sauntering towards her house. She unlocked the door and went inside the house, heaving a loud sigh of relief. "Home, sweet home."She took off her coat and shoes, keeping them at their designated places, and was about to go further into the house, when she recalled she hadn't gone to pick up her eight-year-old son, Reynolds, from her opposite house neighbor."Shit!" She cussed frustrated, returning to the shoe rack to wear her shoes.Before she left two days ago, she had begged her neighbor, Austin, to help her babysit her son, for the time she will be gone.It was the first time she was leaving her son to someone else's care for more than twenty-four hours, and she was skeptical about it, yet did not have any other choice.She couldn't bring him with her, as she would be very busy with work, and she didn't want him to skip school, so she begged
Thousands of miles away from Colby, Sebastian Bernadotte, CEO of Bernadotte and Sterling Corporation, was seated in his office, leading a zoom meeting with his investors from Taiwan, when a knock came on the door.He excused himself, telling whoever it was to come in, before he continued speaking with his clients.Zachary, his driver opened the door and walked into his office, greeting him.He signaled the man to give him some minutes to finish up with his meeting, and the man went to sit down on one of the available empty seats.Sebastian continued with his meeting, explaining to his investors how important it would be for their company globally, if they invested in Bernadotte and Sterling.He would've had his vice president handle this, but he'd to do it himself. They've an ongoing project in Taiwan, and they've been having issues with the Taiwanese government. However, he needed to bag this investment, to use his client's influence as leverage to complete their project