THE BEGINNING

ISADORA PERCEPTIVE.

THIRD PERSON POV.

"I love you, always and forever," Those were the words Thomas had said to her before she left for work this morning

But why, if he loved her like he claimed, why was he on the bed with her stepsister, just a few days before their wedding.

"Baby, I can explain," He muttered, hurriedly standing on the bed. "I heard everything Thomas, so what do you wish to explain," She asked, staring at Sophie who appeared unaffected.

"I thought you planned on being a workaholic all your life, why did you choose to come early," Sophie asked, a grin on her face.

Right, Isa did hear Sophie not a long, calling her a workaholic who was just nursing the company for them.

Her own step sister was planning her death with her fiance, but what was she expecting? They did kill her mother and would have killed her too if she hadn't survived the accident.

However, for fiance, he has already been there, they were high school sweethearts, he was her first love, she couldn't imagine such a betrayal coming from him.

"Isa," Thomas called one more time, his hand wrapped around her. This was using her soft spot but however it won't work today, not with his betrayal, in a flash she had pushed him back to the bed.

"This wedding is canceled," She snapped, throwing the ring at him. "And Thomas, before I return, you better pack your thing's out or else," She threatened, taking her purse and storming off.

Just as she was about to leave, Thomas dragged her, pulling her in and using her back to slam the wall.

His eyes were vicious, filled with hate, an expression she hadn't witnessed. "You think you are big now, who do you think you are, to leave me, we are getting married or else I will kill you and your father will inherit everything, your worst nightmare would come to pass," he threatened.

Isa couldn't help but laugh, his blackmail wasn't even worth it. "Is that all you got dear ex?" She mocked.

"You really don't know how much I hate my father and his new wife, you have been with me so much, yet you know so little, I won't like I'm a bit disappointed," She grinned, puzzling Thomas.

"You know, I expected they will kill me soon, that's why I made sure if anything happens to me, all I owe will be giving to Charity, not them, but your betray," She hook, wanting to cry but can't, not right now.

"Yours was what I didn't expect?" She manage to say, even with her effort, she couldn't help but cry, their happy moment kept flooding in and the reality hit her so hard, she couldn't help but cry.

Thomas, was taken aback, ever since her mother death, Isa haven't cried, yet he was seeing it, for the first time.

While he was still taken aback, she had kicked him in the groin, fleeing before he could react. Once she got to her car, she quickly drove off, however seeing he was standing outside, she revised back with speed, almost as if she wanted to crash him.

These made him jump, hitting his body so hard on the road, it caused him to crack his skin and whine in pain.

Only then did she stop, grinning before driving off.

Those injuries were nothing compared to what he did to her, she wanted to hurt him more. She just wanted him to feel the same pain he had made her go through.

Now all she wanted to do was to get drunk, silly but yet it was the only thing she could think of, the only thing that can temporarily take away her pain.

Stopping at the nearby bar, she immediately felt like changing her mind, the stench of alcohol, ladies openly having sex with their partners and men just looking for who to get laid.

"Maybe I will drink privately," She muttered, turning around just to bump into someone.

"I'm sorry," She apologizes. "I'm really,," She pauses, now looking at the person in front of her, she felt speechless..

"Mr. King,* She mumbled, surprised to find him there. "Do you need an autograph?" He asked, smirking at her.

"No," She snapped, irritated by his questions. "I'm not those girls that will drool all over you," She boasted.

The reason why she was shocked was, this was Thomas' enemy, someone Thomas hated so much, hearing his name irritated him.

Mr. King had fired him from the job in a humiliating way and their encounters weren't always pleasant.

"So tell me, what type of a girl are you?" Jr asked, intrigued. "The one that plans to use you," She boldly replied.

"Interesting, Miss," "Paige, Isadora Raine Paige," She introduced, accepting his hands.

"If you don't mind, let's talk inside," He gestures, his hand pointing inside. "Don't worry, there is a private lounge," He whispered, almost as If he understood her fear.

She couldn't understand anything anymore, this was the man most feared by the city, he was ruthless and richer than her.

Yet, he appears humble and gentle. She watches him as he takes her to a private space, one whose entrance was sealed with a curtain.

"You visit here often," She asked, settling down. "To clear my head," He replies. "With drinks or with girls?" She questions, gulping her drink all at once.

"Now first, drinking like that would get you drunk faster, second both," He replied, a smile playing on her face but that was it.

"You wanted to use me why," He asked, drinking from his shot. "Well, my ex fiance hates you and I'm sure by now, news outlets will soon know that I'm here, so let's say spending time with you is me using you already" She roughly explained, taking another drink and then another, all at once.

"Do you know how long we have been together, he was always there for me and I thought, I thought he was the one," She broke out.

Seeing her state, he could obviously tell she was drunk. "And he wanted me dead," She added, the last part shocking him.

"Well, being with me is not going to hurt him much," he said, taking his drink. "Right, but fucking you might get him pissed," She stated, causing Xavier to choke on his drink.

"And how would that affect him?" Xavier manages to ask. "Well, I have never slept with him, I was saving it for our wedding night. Just imagine his face when he sees I didn't only meet with his enemy, but slept with him," She asked, standing up and sitting on his lap.

"I don't think you are in the right state of mind for it," He politely declined. "Come on, you are businessman, and any deal you take, have to profit you,"

"You came here to drink and fuck someone and I'm here for revenge, so we are both gaining," She explained.

"What if I don't want to…," his words were cut short as she slammed her lips passionately into his, his tongue could take the orange flavored added to her drink and his mouth could feel her warmth.

Then she pulled away, looking at him. "You were saying?" She teased, her hands playing on his chest. "Nevermind, we will be needing a room," he announced, her giggles following afterwards.

She quickly got her things while he made the payment, letting him guide her to the room.

What he didn't notice was Isa undoing her buttons as they walked down the hall. She was hot, she couldn't tell if it was the will of revenge or the alcohol she had drank that made her this way.

WARNING: X-RATED SCENE COMING UP.

However, by the time the door closed, she had pinned him to her, resuming the kiss from which they left off.

One hand slowly unbuttoning his dress, another flinging it off from his sexy broad shoulders.

"Tattoos," She muttered. "Do you like them," He asked, his voice now low and husky.

Pulling away, she traces them with her hands before bending to trace it with her tongue.

A groan escaped Xavier's lips, which caused more giggles. She fixes her eyes back to the blurry figure of Xavier, one hand unbuckling his belt and tossing it, the other handling his zip.

Slowly, she went down, her hand releasing his erected goodness, her tongue already out, starting from the under, she licked her way to the top, causing him to groan a bit.

"Do you like it?" She asked seductively as she continued, her tongue going round, licking its goodness like a lollipop and then following her mouth, going in and out.

She let his hands guide her, first slow and then fast, reaching the end of her throat and pulling, the gaggling noise she made were melody to his ear, causing him to cum, the salty yet yummy taste only excited Isa.

"Now it's your turn," She whispered, taking off her clothes and leaving her body up. In a seductive pattern, she walked to the bed, lying down and opening her legs, just a bit, to give him a glimpse.

Grinning, he followed suit, settling between her. His tongue rolled down, slowly from her neck, till it settled for plump boobs..

Starting with the left, he grinned at how her nipples reacted to his touch and proceeded to suck it seductively, his hands massaging the other.

He bites and teases each, taking his time to do so. Her moans filled the room, her fingers gripping tightly to the sheets, her body reacting to his touch.

When he was done, he ran his hand down her thighs, gently increasing the space. His fingers ran around her clit, increasing the moan.

"Xavier," She softly called as one finger slip in, slowly another and third, causing a more excited mood.

"Xavier," She moans. "Yes babe,"He replies. "Xavier please," She begs, her eyes filled with passion and she stares at him.

"Good," he mumbled, increasing the pace between her legs and settling in. He slowly glide in, causing her to hold tightly to the sheet's, when he was out, there was mixture of blood on his dick, yet he didn't care, he made sure she had adjusted to him being inside her, before taking it fast, thrusting in and out fast and slowing down sometimes, going on and on, till both were satisfied and out of breath.

"Now you are interesting," He had mumbled, pulling her close to him.