Debbie screamed!Soon, her face was bloody pulp and utterly disfigured, whereas bleeding chunks of her arm were bitten off!Even so, no one could hear her screams given the castle's isolated location. All it did was startle the birds in the woods nearby.Rick and Dick were doing all they could to earn their freedom.Whips, knives, lighters—anything that could bring pain, they used on Debbie.Her screams soon stopped and she was left on the floor, convulsing in her death throes and no longer able to make a sound."That's enough," Isaac called out just then. Rick and Dick stopped right then and hurried to his side. "Can we go now?"Isaac simply pointed at Rick. "You can."Dick snapped in dissatisfaction. "But I obviously did better! I should be the one you free!"Rick was already going to leave, but wheeled on his partner, glaring at him furiously. "Bullshit! I did better!"They were soon arguing, though it was what Isaac wanted.They were just thugs who could be bought with
Debbie was not going to die so soon, but while she was being locked in the coffin with a corpse, her heart might stop from sheer terror before she bled out! Even if she survived that, being forced to stay in such a compact space with a corpse was sheer torment!The reason Isaac did not set the fire right away was to make her taste despair!…After leaving the mansion, Isaac headed to the hotel to take a bath and change his clothes. He was not supposed to meet Irene after being to such a terrible place, which was why he had to scrub off the foulness he felt had latched on to him!An hour later, he headed to the mansion he arranged for Irene. Tommy was asleep after taking his medicine, and Irene was drinking the soup Mrs. Watson made her at the dining table.Mrs. Watson was sad to see her burn the candles on both ends, and now that Tommy recovered, everyone was relieved, just as Irene could take the time to get some proper rest! Sheryl was tidying Tommy's clothes on the couc
The face on top of Irene's was very familiar, and she was soon wide awake, surprise registering in her eyes. "How did you get in here?"She knew her mother, and Sheryl would never have let him in after she became convinced that Isaac had dumped her."You little minx." His deep voice was at once complaining yet loving.As Irene glared at him, he became serious as he touched her blushing face. He leaned in to kiss his forehead, eyelid, nose, and then finally her lips.He had been wanting to do that for so long! His kiss soon grew in ferocious passion, and the air around them became rife with the smell of pheromones.Their breathing was suddenly labored, and though it looked like they would go further, he pulled away in time and lay down beside her.He was worried about her health at the moment, and resisted his libido instead of going further! Irene in turn calmed herself so that her breathing became even, before turning to him and asking, "Is it done?"Isaac met her gaze. "Yo
When Sheryl arrived to wake Irene up in the morning, she opened the door to find her and Isaac in bed, even holding each other so intimately! Did he manage to beguile her again?Did she forget how they were chased out of their own home?!How could she have forgotten about that already?!"Irene Spencer!"They were both jolted from their sleep, and Irene was left at a loss for a while as she rubbed her eyes. "Mom…?""How could you be so stupid? Letting him in after he dumped you? What…"Sheryl was actually left at loss for words by her daughter's naivete. Irene turned toward Isaac just then, but he did not say a word as he pulled up the blanket to hide his face, leaving her with the mess.Glaring furiously at Irene, Sheryl snapped, "Get up already!" Irene knew right then that she must explain the misunderstanding, or Sheryl was not going to let this slide. Getting off the bed, she put on her slippers and followed Sheryl outside, who quickly snapped again, "He's going to ma
Irene's eyes were red as she looked away from Isaac. "It's nothing," she said, rubbing her eyes. "It's time for breakfast! Also, I've spoken to my mom, so she's not going to keep railing at you."Isaac would tell her immediately if he knew anything, and he did not, so it must mean he did not have anything yet.Isaac naturally knew what was bothering her, since he felt equally terrible as the missing child's father. Mentioning it would just make them sad, and since Irene changed the subject, he played along and said, "James Cross has recovered. Let's visit him after breakfast."Irene nodded. "Okay." Isaac then got up and gathered her in his arms, offering a silence assurance.Irene forced a smile. "Let's eat. I'm hungry," she said, and pulled him out of the bedroom as she rambled on. "You must miss Tommy since you've been away, right? He's perked up now, but don't hug him so soon—it's bad since his rash hasn't faded completely…"Isaac quietly listened, and Sheryl was there
When Irene regained her freedom, she did not get off Isaac right away. Instead, she leaned in, holding his head firmly and biting down viciously on his lip!Isaac frowned slightly but did not resist, even watching her lovingly. Still, Irene soon released him because she could taste blood. She said, "Don't push me like that ever again.""Sure." Isaac smiled. Irene was just about to get off him when she slipped and landed on him again.Mrs. Watson happened to arrive just then.Catching them in the act, she quickly closed her eyes, turning around while giggling, "It's alright, you can continue. I saw nothing."With that, she fled, as if fearful she would be a third-wheeler!Irene was left speechless even as her cheeks burned.Mrs. Watson must have misunderstood. This was just so embarrassing!Shooting Isaac a glare, she snapped, "This is all your fault."Isaac pursed his lips to hide a smile. "We're married. They were too, so they would understand."Irene shot him a vicious
Before Isaac could answer, Erin said, "He's not actually my half-brother—I'm just adopted. I'm not my mother's biological daughter, so you don't have to ask him. We can be together if we want."James wanted to explain that he knew about that and had zero connection with Isaac, and Yvaine was the only thing that connected them.Even so, he found it necessary to clear the air, since Yvaine was Isaac's mother too.Still, Isaac beat him to it before he could say anything. "Your relationships have nothing to do with me."Like Erin said, she was adopted—so what did that have to do with him?Taking Irene's hand, he told James, "Now that you're better, we can go." "I'll check in at the office tomorrow," James said. Isaac heard James, but he did not respond. As he headed outside with Irene, she asked, "Will you be busy today?""What is it?" he asked in return. "Well, Mark Wickers helped out a lot with the research for the antidote," Irene told him. "I'm thinking about treating eve
"Don't touch me," Irene warned. "Mess with me again, and it's the couch for you tonight."They played and joked like a couple madly in love, and Isaac eventually led her to a Chanel store. "Let's check it out."Irene stopped him. "It's fine…""I'm paying." Isaac simply put a hand around her shoulder and led her inside.He was a little guilty since they have been together for so long, but he never gave her any presents. "We're buying anything you want," he said seriously.Irene pursed her lips, and leaned against him—she felt more secure the closer she was to him.While Isaac was helping her pick something fitting, a salesgirl approached them, saying, "These are for display purposes. We can bring you a new one if you need it."Having lived with Irene for a while now, he noticed that everything she wore was either casual or comfortable, never fashionable.Still, casual wear did fit her a lot, since she still retained her youthful vigor like a fresh college graduate! Then, spo