“If you say my name, then I promise to give you a treat.” Isabella smiled coyly, biting her lip while twirling a lock of hair around her index finger. "Dad... why can't we just have sex in your room? Mom's not home, so..." Isabella's words were cut short as her stepfather silenced her with a firm hand over her lips, and in a swift, fluid motion, he spun her around, pressing her face against the wall. "No time for negotiation, my dear." He stated, his voice a low, seductive rumble. "I want to fuck you right here, right now. Bend over," he ordered. His palm was still covering her mouth as his other hand roamed downward, slipping past her lips to explore the depths of her body. Isabella gasped! *** Isabella Roland finds her world turned upside down when she was forced to move in with her estranged mother and stepfather after her beloved uncle’s death. On that very day, she broke up with her boyfriend and had a passionate one-night stand with a stranger—only to discover the next day that the man was her stepfather. They swore it would never happen again, but the pull between them was impossible to resist. "But what happens when they're caught in the act?" "Will their forbidden affair destroy everything they hold dear, or will it lead to something even more dangerous and enticing?"
View MoreImmediately Hannah kicked Isabella out of Jackson's apartment, the cloud in the sky immediately began to turn dark. The once bright and beautiful sky was filled with dark clouds as mighty wind began to blow, almost as if the heavens were upset with the turn of events. Isabella gulped down her saliva as she continued to remain still, pondering if all that had happened to her was just a dream or if it was some sort of nightmare. Then, an ominous thunderstorm struck the sky, its lightning reflexes were so bright in the sky and within the next seconds, a heavy downpour of rain began. It droplets landed above the clothes of Isabella but she kept standing, hoping that someone… at least anyone would just wake her up from the cruel nightmare that had befallen her. The rain droplets drenched Isabella's hair and clothes, clinging them to her body. ‘Ding Ding!’ Amidst the relentless downpour, Isabella's phone began to ring, the piercing sound cutting through the noise of the r
Isabella froze, her breath hitching as her gaze locked onto the scene before her. Sitting on the edge of the bed, tangled in an intimate embrace, were Jackson and a woman—her fingers grazing his cheek as their lips moved in sync.A sickening weight settled in Isabella’s stomach as the woman shifted slightly, revealing just enough of her face for recognition to slam into her like a punch. It was Hannah—her best friend.Hannah sat there, a white skirt barely covering her legs, her bra still exposed as if she had hurried to put herself together. Beside her, Jackson lounged in a white singlet and black shorts, looking far too comfortable—too familiar with the scene Isabella had just walked in on.A cold numbness crept over Isabella, rooting her to the spot. Her breath hitched, her heart pounded, but no words came. She had imagined today to be so differently—envisioned Jackson’s surprise, his happiness. Instead, she stood there, speechless, watching the two people she trusted most sh
Isabella stepped out of the mansion compound, the cool air brushing against her skin as she made her way to the roadside. Without hesitation, she lifted her hand, signalling for a cab.Minutes passed before a yellow cab finally pulled up beside her. Letting out a quiet sigh of relief, Isabella boarded the cab and after she had exchanged pleasantries with the cab driver, Isabella proceeded to give out her destination. “Take me to the biggest bakery down the city town hall.” She instructed and with a firm nod, the driver did as he was instructed. The driver accelerated, merging into the steady flow of traffic, while Isabella exhaled loudly. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out her phone and unlocked it. Her fingers hovered over the screen before she tapped into her last conversation with Jackson. As the messages loaded, a strange unease settled over her—one she couldn’t quite place.‘Should I message Jackson and inform him that I am already in town?’ She probed within herself
“Isabella, fasten your seatbelt. I don’t want to be responsible for an accident.” Isabella sighed, her fingers twitching against her lap as she gazed out the window, feeling a knot in her stomach. She swallowed hard, her throat dry. And then, she bit down on her upper lip, the pressure grounding her against the whirlwind of thoughts she couldn’t escape. “Isabella! Did you hear what I said earlier?” “Let me be, Evelyn… I mean, Mom,” Isabella snapped, yanking the seatbelt and fastening it with a sharp click. She slumped against the seat, exhaustion pressing down on her like a weight. The endless ride, the draining day—it was all too much. The only reason Isabella had agreed to follow her mother was because of Jackson— her boyfriend. Her mother, eyes fixed on the road, exhaled heavily before stealing a glance at Isabella. “Are you still upset about spending the entire holiday with me?” she asked, her brows lifting in quiet scrutiny. Isabella averted her gaze from
“Isabella, fasten your seatbelt. I don’t want to be responsible for an accident.” Isabella sighed, her fingers twitching against her lap as she gazed out the window, feeling a knot in her stomach. She swallowed hard, her throat dry. And then, she bit down on her upper lip, the pressure grounding her against the whirlwind of thoughts she couldn’t escape. “Isabella! Did you hear what I said earlier?” “Let me be, Evelyn… I mean, Mom,” Isabella snapped, yanking the seatbelt and fastening it with a sharp click. She slumped against the seat, exhaustion pressing down on her like a weight. The endless ride, the draining day—it was all too much. The only reason Isabella had agreed to follow her mother was because of Jackson— her boyfriend. Her mother, eyes fixed on the road, exhaled heavily before stealing a glance at Isabella. “Are you still upset about spending the entire holiday with me?” she asked, her brows lifting in quiet scrutiny. Isabella averted her gaze from ...
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