Isabel rang the doorbell to Ezekiel's home. Wasn't it pitiful? He had been trying so hard to get her to open her heart to him and just when she decided to do just that, he shut down. She wouldn't let herself be used in such a manner.The front door opened slowly."Hey," she greeted, smiling foolishly. All the scolding she planned vanished from her head.He smiled cutely, "you must be cold. Come in."She raised a brow but followed him in. "Are you kidding me?" She blurted out to his blushing face when she saw his living room. It was all a mess."I have not really been... well, you know..." he stuttered, looking anywhere but at her."You would have just asked," she scoffed, eyeing him up, "with my case being taken up, I don't think I'll end up paying any compensation which means I won't need your help any longer but that doesn't mean, I won't be a friend. After all, I was the one who caused this. Why have you been avoiding me?"He blinked and turned away from her."Ezekiel," she called
"So all the time you spent chasing me, you weren't taken by me?" She questioned, trying hard to hide her hurt."I was," he answered, looking her in the eye, "but I made sure I was conscious of all my actions and not just led by the feelings in my heart. I did all what I did mainly because I saw the good in you and wanted to save you from all that mess."She looked away, "I feel like drinking.""Isabel...""Will you join me?" She stared at him.He sighed, "just one glass. You know where the drinks are right?"She left without answering and returned with two bottles. He was thankful the wine he had didn't have an alcohol percentage of more than twenty."You know that night when I tried seducing you," she spoke, pouring wine for him and then for herself, "it wasn't just because I didn't want boss to find out I wasn't doing the job. I did want to see how good you were in bed."He smiled, "of course, you did. You were never an impulsive person unless you had something to gain from it."She
Why she left Ezekiel's home and went off to a bar so early in the morning, she had no idea but she recognized the burning feeling of revenge within her. She wanted to make him pay. Twice, he led her on and then abandoned her when she was at the heights of ecstasy, leaving her feeling like a fool. His kisses, his touch, were unmatched by no other, not even the good-looking man that was currently kissing the hell out of her."There's a room behind the corner," he grunted, ravaging her neck, "let's finish this there."She waited, perhaps she would feel something soon. She rolled her eyes, who was she kidding?"Sorry," she pulled away, adjusting her clothes, "you're just not it."She walked off. She sympathized with the lustful confused look in the man's eyes, that was the same state Ezekiel always left her in. Was it because she wasn't attractive enough, because she was not up to the standards of his sleazy girlfriend, or because he was disgusted by the fact that she had been assaulted?
"You're my girlfriend now," he murmured into her hair, "so you can't cheat on me ever again, you hear? You can't go kissing another man or letting another man touch you because you feel like getting down with someone. You are mine now and I'll tell you, I am very possessive and I get easily jealous."She blinked. What did she just do?"You forgot the second part," she mumbled, not sure of what she was feeling."No, it isn't enough to make me sleep with you."She groaned, surprisingly not feeling annoyed. "Why?" She whined."It only makes me want to protect you more, keep you clean and pure. I'll be your god and I'll keep you away from any filth," he replied.She fought the smile that crawled its way up her cheek. He pulled away a little and looked at her with so much tenderness, she felt she could melt from it."Do you still feel like getting down with me?" He asked, smiling.She shook her head."Good," he grinned, "I'll call your father now and tell him you're safe with me. I'll call
She was awfully alert the next day, constantly looking back and sideways, being suspicious of every male she came across, staying in open places where there were a lot of people. She didn't realize she was so on edge and tensed up until Ezekiel came to her at the cafe and she almost stabbed him with a fork.He dodged, his eyes wide. "Watsup!? Do you want to kill me!?"She sighed, her tense shoulders falling. The fork landed with a clattering sound on the table."I am sorry. I was... I thought it was someone else," she said apologetically.He raised a brow, sitting next to her, "is someone stalking you?""Don't worry about it," she sighed again and relaxed back in her seat. His presence was immensely comforting. She didn't know whether to be pleased or irritated, he was her boyfriend now."You could really have stabbed me if I didn't have quick reflexes. You wanted to harm the person. Why? What's going on?" He inquired.She kept silent. Why was she keeping it a secret?"Isabel..."She
"Are you mad at me?"Isabel said nothing instead she focused on stabbing the potatoes on her plate."Have I ever refused you anything?"She blinked, thinking of an answer to his question though she didn't plan to reply, she discovered he always did what she asked and did more except for a few nos here and there but... He was always there."No," she answered curtly, guilt nagging at her. "Then you must know I have a very good reason for refusing you this one thing. Trust me, Isabel, please."She stared at her meal, fighting with her emotions. She thought of the drugged wine."Ezekiel," she began, looking up. Her eyes widened in horror seeing him bring down his glass from his lips."What?" He questioned, cleaning his mouth with a serviette.She opened her mouth and shut it. "I drugged your wine," she croaked out."What?" His eyes bulged out and he looked into his glass, "what are you talking about?"She kept silent, staring at him with wide eyes. He stared at her, his eye size matching
When she awoke bright early the next morning, he was still asleep and she was late for class. She stood at the entrance to his hospital room at a loss for what to do. She could rush to class and return after school to take care of him or she could stay and be with him throughout the day. She wanted to do the latter as she was the cause of his accident but on further reflection, she decided to choose the former, he'd prefer that.Ezekiel trudged into his apartment, burdened with a load of emotions. Drugs, really?"Stan found me, he sent me threat notes and has been stalking us."Was that true? He sighed, lowering himself unto a fur-covered couch. He didn't even know what to believe. What was her deal? Was it just the aftermath of the rape incident? It scared him that she would go as far as drugging him, how much damage did the incident cause her?If Stan was secretly stalking them then she wasn't safe. The police needed to be alerted and they needed to move away from town for some time
Ezekiel knew that there was a Supreme Being helping him to restrain himself because it was a miracle he didn't lose control after what she just said. Was she so oblivious that men were easily triggered sexually or was she doing it on purpose? She worked at a bar, she had to know."Your body belongs to you," he said slowly, blowing out a breath, "and to the God who made you. If we are married, you can say that but your body will belong to me and mine will belong to you only because we chose to let it be so. Do you understand?"She clicked her tongue, laying her head on his chest. "Let's get married then, you won't have any excuse to deny me what I want.""Oh heavens," he laughed in disbelief but somewhere deep within him, he began to consider it.*Weeks flew by and Isabel didn't think she had ever lived life so happily before. She woke up happy and blushing, she was much more interested in her boring classes because he always praised her when she performed well in the tutoring session