"Who was that?" Sebastian asked Isabel, as she turned to him, her face ashen.Watching blood drain from her face, he immediately figured that the something has gone wrong."What happened?" He asked concernedly, bridging the gap between them,"Talk to me, Ladybug, who was that and what did the person say to you."Isabel couldn't find her voice to speak.She was horror-stricken, thousands of thoughts running through her head."Isabel." Sebastian called her name, this time shaking her vigorously, but she was too dumbfounded to speak.He snatched the phone from her, went to her recent calls and he dialed the number.It was sent to voicemail."Fuck!" He cussed impatiently, dialing it again. This time, it was switched off.Agitated, he returned his attention to her,"Who was that and what did the bastard say to you?""Nothing." She finally found her voice, snapping her attention from the thousand-and-one morbid thoughts in her head,"Don't you dare lie to me, Isabel Hadid." He warned h
Sebastian did not wait for Zachary to come open the door for him, before he alight the car."Has the bastard said anything helpful?" He asked the man, surveying their surrounding.They were in an old abandoned warehouse in the middle of nowhere, miles away from Colby."Not yet, boss. He still insist that he doesn't have any idea who his sender was." Zachary replied to him, and he grunted something incoherent, as they strode towards the rundown, dilapidated warehouse."How's Ms. Hadid handling everything, boss?" Zachary asked him, concern etched in his voice as he opened the wooden door for the man to go inside."Not very well. She's shaken and traumatized, and wouldn't speak to me because I've allowed this motherfucker go scot free from the law." He replied nonchalantly,"And I think it's fair that my son looks at me with contempt, because he thinks that I cannot protect him and his mother."He paused for a second, stealing a glance at Zachary,"I need to find the motherfucker who has
Sebastian took Zachary's suggestions to heart and he'd the perfect mule to execute the plan with.He would do anything to take his woman and his son home.Two days later, him and Isabel were driving back from the cafe, in his car, when her phone began to ring.From the driver's side, he turned to her, watching her raise the phone to her face.He noticed her brows furrow as she stared at the ringing phone, hesitation coloring her eyes."Why the face? Who's that?" He asked her, concern etching his voice."It's an unknown number." The fear in her voice couldn't be missed, as much as she tried to sound calm."Give it to me." He outstretched his hand, to take the phone from her, but she refused to give it."Isabel..." He drawled in a warning tone, but she didn't give the phone to him."Don't worry." She told him, silencing the phone,"I'd rather not accept it."Sebastian was bewildered by her reply.He watched her put the phone into her purse, after blocking the number, then she zi
Isabel's eyelids fluttered open, her vision blurry. She winced, squinting against the bright light. A gentle hum filled her ears, and she felt a subtle vibration beneath her.As her gaze cleared, she took in her surroundings. She lay on a plush bed, surrounded by sleek, cream-colored panels. A small, elegant table stood beside her, holding a glass of water and a vase with fresh flowers.Confusion swirled in her mind. Where was she? How did she get here?What about her son, Reynolds? Where was he?She struggled to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over her. She fell back onto the pillows, gasping.A figure emerged from the cabin's shadows. Sebastian.Wait...what was he doing and where were they?His chiseled features etched with concern, sat beside her on the bed and she flinched, shifting away from him."Isabel, welcome back," he said softly, his voice soothing. "You've been asleep for a while and Reynolds have been worried about you."The mention of her son's name caused her m
Sebastian didn't return to the apartment that night, unlike what she was told earlier, and Isabel didn't care any less.She wished he would be gone for good.With the kitchen stocked, she was able to prepare dinner for Reynolds and herself.After dinner, she took the boy to the room farthest from the master's bedroom, which she suspected was Sebastian's. And while he went to freshen up, she helped him unpack some of his things.Halfway through the unpacking, her mind wandered into oblivion again.Hell knows how many women he must've brought here.For a man like him with beastly sexual appetite, she guessed over a dozen, or even two.Men like Sebastian change women like they change their socks, and they feel entitled to the attention because of their looks and money. They always feel they can have whatever woman they want, and are threatened when told no.She didn't care how many ladies he has brought to the apartment, after all, it is his house.All she cares about is how she would lea
Before Isabel could open her mouth to protest, Sebastian pushed her against the bathroom sink, pinning her down with one hand around her nape, while the other got busy unbuckling his belt."S-sebastain, w-what are you trying to do?" She stuttered softly, squirming for freedom, although her inside was frenzied with anticipation.She was breathing heavily, fireworks exploding inside her.She knew what he wanted to do, and as much as she hated his guts and would try to be defiant, she didn't want him to stop.His fingers trailed from her neck to her back, and he slid them under her top.The feel of his fingers against her smooth skin, shot spontaneous stimuli through her spine, which traveled down to the core of her femininity."S-stop..." She tried to object him, but it came out as a messy lustful moan.He leaned against her back, and moaned against her ear,"Do you want me to?" He pinched her hardened sensitive nub, and a whimper escaped her lips before she could clamp them shut.
Isabel slowly opened her eyes, groggily taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. She was in the master's bedroom of Sebastian's penthouse apartment. Streaks of sunlight invaded the vast room, as memories of the previous night flooded back, a mix of emotions swirling in her chest.As she shifted in bed, a dull ache resonated through her body. She winced, tender areas protesting the movement. Sebastian's passionate intensity had left its mark.Isabel's face flushed, recalling the fervor with which he'd devoured her. The way his eyes had burned with desires, as he took her with the urgency of a savage beast in heat.It was beyond anything she'd ever experienced.With a gentle sigh, she swung her legs over the side of the bed, planting her feet firmly on the floor. The soft carpet beneath her toes provided little comfort, her body still reeling from the aftermath of their intense lovemaking.Relief washed over her, tempered by the lingering discomfort. It had been a long time since she'd
When Isabel arrived at the dining table, she noticed the tension between both father and son, although no words were spoken between them.She made mental note to speak to Reynolds after Sebastian had left. Then make a call to the cafe, to give them the unfortunate news.However, she wasn't planning to tell them that she'd been kidnapped by her son's father.No. That would raise an alarm, and they were already suspicious about her relationship with Sebastian.An unplanned trip to New York to visit her estranged ailing father would do just fine.But then, she doesn't how long she would stay for, before returning to Colby.A month or two, who knows?But, before that, she has to be certain that Reynolds is adjusting fine to his new environment and also to ensure that his academics hasn't been affected by the move.Plus, she would've to get Sebastian to trust her, because leaving him will be easier only if he trusts her."I'll be on my way now." Sebastian got up from his seat, kidnapping he
Several days past, and Isabel was still struggling to get used to living without her son. There were some mornings she rose very early, fretting about what breakfast to make him, only to be reminded of his absence, by the cold silence coming from his bedroom.One afternoon, she left the cafe and drove down to his former school, only to remember that he was no longer schooling there, when she was almost at the schoolThat day, she cried.She cried so hard, she began to feel lightheaded and nauseous, yet the tears wouldn't stop falling.Her whole body was quivering as if someone had ran her an ice bath on a snowy day, sobs and sniffles escaping from her trembling lips.Isabel had never felt so frazzled like she did that day.After crying herself to stupor for over an hour, she managed to calm her frayed nerves and she drove herself home.She'd wanted to call Austin or one of her employees to come drive her home, but she didn't want them to meet her in that condition, and certainly didn
Several days past, and Isabel was still struggling to get used to living without her son. There were some mornings she rose very early, fretting about what breakfast to make him, only to be reminded of his absence, by the cold silence coming from his bedroom.One afternoon, she left the cafe and drove down to his former school, only to remember that he was no longer schooling there, when she was almost at the schoolThat day, she cried.She cried so hard, she began to feel lightheaded and nauseous, yet the tears wouldn't stop falling.Her whole body was quivering as if someone had ran her an ice bath on a snowy day, sobs and sniffles escaping from her trembling lips.Isabel had never felt so frazzled like she did that day.After crying herself to stupor for over an hour, she managed to calm her frayed nerves and she drove herself home.She'd wanted to call Austin or one of her employees to come drive her home, but she didn't want them to meet her in that condition, and certainly didn
Despite Austin's subtle objection, Isabel accepted the package sent from the delivery guy, and she carried it into the house, but did not open it.She dropped it on the dining table and left without sparing it a second glance."I don't understand why you won't let me deal with the bastard." Austin was still fuming,"He needs to be taught a lesson, after everything he has done.""Austin, I don't want you to get involved in a rivalry with Sebastian. It is not worth it." She advised him,"Sebastian is the worst person you'd want to get into a feud with, and I wouldn't want you to get hurt because of me.""I am not scared of him, Isabel and you shouldn't be. That bastard wronged you, and he took your son away from him, I don't see why you should be afraid of him." He admonished her,"You've to fight for yourself and for Reynolds. You've got to fight to get your son back. Stand up to that bully.""I can't!" She screamed at him, her voice raised to a crescendo,"Don't you understand tha
Sebastian stood in the hallway, his eyes fixed on the closed bedroom door, Reynolds was knocking against, his mind reeling with regret and guilt. He felt like he'd been punched in the gut, his breath knocked out of him.He thought about the look on Isabel's face, the shock, the anger, the hurt. He knew he'd broken her trust, shattered the foundation of their relationship. He couldn't blame her that she hated him, and if she chose to leave him, he deserved worst.Reynolds stopped knocking and turned to him,"Daddy, she won't open the door." The boy inveighed,"What did you do to her?"His eyes dropped to the floor, his shoulders slumping under the weight of his guilt. He felt like he was drowning in a sea of regret, unable to keep his head above water.He wished he could bring himself to tell his sons the truth, but they would hate him even more than Isabel does now. They would despise him, knowing he was the cause of their mother's loss and misery.And once his whole family
Before Sebastian could say anything else, she ended the call, clenching her fist tightly.Isabel was having the strong urge to haul her phone against the wall, but she restrained herself, knowing the damage it will cause the phone, which was purchased barely three days ago.She burst out of her closet, slamming the door behind her. She strode across her bedroom, her feet pounding the floor in frustration. She felt like she was going to explode, her emotions boiling over like a pot left unattended on the stove.She flung open her bedroom door and stormed out into the hallway, not sure where she was going, but knowing she needed to get out of there. In fact, she didn't want to see Sebastian even if he teleported himself home right that moment.That was how mad she was at him.She paced down the hall, her hands clenched into fists, her mind racing with thoughts and feelings she couldn't process.She was livid, but the rest emotions she couldn't process accurately.How dare that bit
Later that day, Isabel was on the phone with her employees from the cafeteria, when a knock came on the door."Excuse me, Sarah." She told the girl, then told whoever it was at the door to come inside.The door opened to she was surprised to see the Oliver and Alexander march into the bedroom, glum look on their faces."Sarah, can we have this conversation later? I need to attend to something very important.""Okay, ma'am. I will forwards the inventories to you now.""Thanks, dear. Send my regards to everyone.""I will, and my regards to Reynolds and your father. He should get well soon."Isabel muttered an inaudibly reply to the lady, before ending the call, then she moved her attention to the boys who were approaching her.Her first concern was their unhappy faces, which she pointed out immediately."Why the unhappy faces, boys? Did anything happen? And where is your younger brother?"Oliver was first to speak up,"Reynolds is in the bedroom, trying to solve some mathematical equati
The day of the hearing finally came and Sebastian was ready.He'd Miranda, his secretary postpone every appointment he'd during the time of the hearing. He was determined to be there, since the man's sentence also meant justifying Isabel and all the women he'd sexually assaulted.Surprisingly, the courtroom was almost filled, and there were plenty of reporters scattered everywhere.Being one of the hotshots in the city, with lots of recognition, everyone was hungry for firsthand information about the judge's verdict on Damien Giddorti's case, since he'd pled not-guilty to the charges against him.Wearing a turquoise shirt which was nicely tucked into a pair of gray golf pants, and a black sunshade to cover his eyes, Sebastian blended into the croud, taking a seat on the fourth to last row. He didn't want to be recognized by the press, and have them shove their microphones and cameras in his face, asking him questions he'd no intentions of answering.With his choice of dressing, he was
Two days later, Shakira was still on the run. Sebastian had his men scattered all over the city, in search for her, but they was no sign of her. Even when he tried to use her father to bait her, yet she did not show up."How disappointing that your only daughter would rather have you suffering, than turn herself in." He spat disappointedly, looking at the man and his wife."Chester, you should be shameful of the kind of child you've raised. One who'd rather watch you die, than take responsibility for her doings."The man did not say anything, neither did his wife.Of course, they were disappointed that their daughter, whom they've raised properly would be capable of kidnapping a child and hiding the child under the roof, making them look like accomplice to the crime.Who wouldn't?Chester knew that had the girl not been his only child, he would've allowed her bear the brunt of her actions, without any hesitation. However, those admonitions were reserved for later. Now, he was proud
Isabel couldn't catch any wink of sleep that night, as she kept thinking about Madam Magdalene's words of advice.The words were stuck in her head, replaying like they were taped to her memory. No matter how much she tried to shut the voice, the continued to play relentlessly.Of course, she love Sebastian and it was undeniable that he loves her too. Maybe, a lot more than she loves him. However, she loves her sons more. She loves them more than anything in the world, and wouldn't trade them for anything.She could survive anything, but not something happening to any of them.Reynolds's disappearance nearly drove her insaneAfter much tossing and turning, she pulled her weight up from the bed, and picked u her phone which she'd left to charge, on the nightstand.She unplugged it, then dialed Sebastian's number, hoping he would pick up.Fortunately, he did after the second ring."You're still awake, Isabel?" He asked her, his low voice filled with concern,"How are you still awake by t