I wouldn't cry. I wouldn't cry infront of his building that would only give him pleasure. The thought of going back to his home and packing my clothes came to mind. But wouldn't that make me seem guilty?As if I was running away? Which is why, even though I clearly didn't think anything through. Minutes later I was seating on a stool in some bar called Cougars staring at the tinsy cylindrical glass. I never drunk alcohol before, partly because I was a wuss who never dared to go and try new things and secondly because having seen Uncle Mike's addiction had traumatized me."First timer huh?" The blonde bartender asked and I slowly lifted my head to meet his eyes."Is it that obvious?" I asked and he swung the rag so gracefully wiping the clearly clean glass.With a short answer like 'pretty much' he went back to his job serving the girl seated next to me. The thing about bartenders, they had a way of looking hot without even trying, the drool worthy smile, the shirt ripping muscles, God
Bar fights. I never got into bar fights before and now, I had left a man half dead in some bar downtown. It didn't matter though, I would have killed him right there and then if he so much as laid another finger on her.I suppose that's how it worked. Even back then I was always her guardian angel, her protective big brother and she, my little sister. Except the Isabella I knew had grown up, had no recollections of us and was even more stubborn than before.Immediately Cam opened the gates to my mansion, I steadily drove around, parking my car infront of the house. Looking at her, sleeping so peacefully while snuggling my jacket closely to her body made me smile rather than be mad that she plainly denied of knowing me. She was mad that much I had figured and I suppose in one way or another her anger was justified.I had not only let my anger and stress on her but also told her to leave. At that point, I didn't know whether I was telling her to leave my life or my company. I got out o
Ever been ran over by a snowplow and suddenly came back to life or better yet ever been operated on without anesthesia. Of course none of these things ever happened to me rather it was the same intense pain that hit my head that had me thinking about those experiences I had heard of hangovers but no one, absolutely no one warned me of how intense they were. My head throbbed and I winced in pain waking up and resting my back on the headboard."You are awake, finally. Here, have this,"Chica stood infront of me, a glass of water in hand and what I would presume to be pills to kill the headache.I took the glass off her hands, taking the meds and trying to remember what happened the previous night. There was a lot of alcohol involved for sure last night, a hot blonde bartender, a couple of hookers dancing on poles and lastly, a brawl. A brawl that involved an angry Niklaus Rogers on top of another drunk man hitting the living daylights out of him.I couldn't recall much after that but on
"Ooh I- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt"And we abruptly turned to face Isadora. The look on her face was priceless. Hurt, betrayed, jealous. In spite of all this, I found myself staring at Eleanor rather than Isadora or whatever it was she was mumbling about.I was a dick sure for using Isadora as an excuse to kiss her. I had kissed tons of women, slept with different women on different occasions but yet everytime I kissed Eleanor, it was different. It wasn't just a mere sloppy kiss, everytime we kissed it was like learning to kiss for the very first time, like living in a spectacular moment and don't get me started on the effects she had on my little man.She was like my sister. She was again my enemy's daughter. She was supposed to look at me like I was her world yet why was I the one these past few days looking at her like so?Why was my little man aroused everytime she kissed me or touched my arm like she did last night or look at me with those sparkling orbs she had for ey
"No! It won't work!""But you haven't heard the rest of it""I've heard enough and I don't think the idea meets the hotel's expectations"He had shouted and like everyone in the room I grew quiet. Leave it to Niklaus Rogers to get angry over a mere presentation that wasn't actually agreed upon. One hour later, I was seated on the passenger's seat of his Jaguar doing nothing in particular but stare outside the window."Can I turn on the radio?"I asked after minutes of silence. Silence that would cut through glass in a second. Don't get me wrong, I didn't want to talk either. Everything that happened today was alot to take in. The fact that Niklaus was clueless on how to apologize and the fact that Carl fired me because of my popularity with the paparazzi. Did it kill him to atleast buy me flowers and apologize? I get that it wasn't part of the contract but I atleast thought he would apologize with a bunch of roses in his hands.I was a dreamer, one that thought that one day my prince
"Is she done?"I could hear him huff angrily all the way from my room. If we were going hiking, I needed the necessary equipment if something were to happen to me. Fey took the liberty of packing my stuff. Stuff like an extra pair of hiking boots, a flashlight, two bars of granola, a walkie talkie which I had no idea she got from and a few warm clothes since the whole thing would last for five days apparently."We should have gotten you a hat too. Incase of sunburns and a net? I hear Yosemite national park has a couple of mosquitoes",Fey stated."Where did you hear that? As far as I know you've never been outside New York let alone went to Yosemite. You are even pronouncing it wrong. It's Yoh-sem-ih-tee not Yoh-se-might""Tomato, tomato. Same thing actually",Fey dismissed and I chuckled loving how they went about it on who was wrong and who was right."I'll miss you guys", I cried."We'll miss you more, Ellen", Chica said holding my cheeks in a motherly way.Chica wasn't that old. She
"Then end this now. You know I hate the guy and it's clear as day you don't love him. You are with him to spite me, Issa", I half shouted."Just like your are with your assistant to make me jealous huh? I know you too, Klaus. I know your type of women",she paused taking my hand and directing it behind her, so much that her breasts were firmly chummy to my chest. "And what type is that?", I asked barely trying to back away from her. I couldn't deny it, having her close to me did wonders to my body. Like any man in my position, I wanted to grab her by the neck and lock lips with her. Maybe even go a little further like... except in the midst of all this, I saw Eleanor infront of me, smiling at me with those succulent lips that begged to be kissed."Me-I'm your-" And before she finished her statement, I had already closed the gap between us locking our lips together feeling her tangle her hands behind my back while she fondled with my hair using her slim fingers. Except it felt differ
It was not only irritating to be in the same room as him but also infuriating. Everytime I saw his face, an image of him kissing Isadora haunted me. I was pissed at him, and maybe more at me because of being so affected by them kissing. It shouldn't have mattered. It simply shouldn't! I shouldn't have been feeling this way. The feeling of having tears almost clog your gut, the feeling where your body could topple over at any moment, the feeling where gravity wins and your heart lunges into the abyss. It wasn't heartbreak but at the same time I wouldn't say my heart was okay, that I was okay."You can take the bed, I'll take the couch,"he said the moment we stepped into the room.It was better that way, the room itself looked exquisite with a king sized bed downing the room, paintings of the countryside hung around, curtains pure white and light, and the breeze from the balcony, so rich that I could smell the fresh earth. I dropped my bags on the floor, wandering off to the bathroom.
Epilogue"I really think we should stop!",Elle shrieked with laughter her hands trying to push me away.My hands cornered on my very desk as I gazed at her beauty. Eight years of marriage and three kids and she still looked the same to me."Do you really want me to stop?"I smirked tapping my fingers from her knee down down down her thigh.It was her fault anyway for coming to me dressed in that. She knew how much that dress was a turn on for me. I wanted nothing but to rip it off."Y-yes oooooh",she gasped the moment I ran my fingers at the outline of her panties."You should... should stop",her eyes stared at me,"remember last time we tried to make love in your office", she warned.My smile turned wicked. How could I forget. How could I forget the way everyone looked at me when I entered the conference room. I simply I had no words.What was a guy to do when our top most clients heard Elle and I moaning over the microphone?It was safe to say that that was the most embarrassing moment
Good bye.I had watched blood drain from her face the instant I said that.Did I mean it though? I wish I did. I wish I ripped her out of my heart and this madness would end right there and then.I wish I wouldn't be so worried about how she was doing, about how she was. But what's done is done, there was no point of going back to the past.Letting go was a hard thing to do but it was for the best, for me and for her. I loved her, I loved her since we were kids that wouldn't change and even if I fell in love with someone else I think a part of me would always love Elle.She was my first love after all.On a casual Wednesday morning, I was in my office preparing for a meeting. I would fly to the Philippines next week to visit Mario and help him out with some of the issues he had been trying to handle himself.Drizella was quick to inform me that Mario had some issues but he was trying to be the big boy, trying to handle everything by himself so that he could not ask me for help.I coul
He stoked a fire in me, he brought the other wild side of me. My body responded to his touch and my heart ooh my heart turned to jello the very instant he murmured my name like a Benediction.And when he kept on repeating the words 'I love you' with no shame hell I felt loved and God knows I wanted to say 'I love you too'.As I watched him sleep, his naked chest glistening against the morning's sunlight I realised I had feelings for this man. I thought I buried these feelings deep inside but here I was smiling amusedly at how handsome he looked while he was asleep.I didn't regret yesterday at the very least. I was supposed to but I didn't.Deep down when I imagined sex, Niklaus was the only man I was having sex with and not Rocco. I loved Rocco. I used to love Rocco but after everything that transpired yesterday that love seemed to simmer down quickly than steam.Was it possible to love two guys at the same time?With Rocco, he was the perfect man and I guess that's what I was lookin
The light clearly starting to peer through the room made my eyes flutter open.I would have loved to stay in bed all day, to sleep with her all day. Yesterday was- I had always imagined us but yesterday couldn't compare to my day dreams.It was like in a moment, I was in heaven. In a dream even.When I saw the fear in her eyes yesterday as I tugged on the lace of her panties, I sure as hell knew that she hadn't slept with Rocco.And like a fool, I found myself grinning at that. I was the only supposed to touch her, I was the only supposed to be inside her.Once my head came to the conclusion that she was still a virgin, I tried my best not to ravish her immediately. I tried my best to be in control, to not be a caveman, to make sure that the night was perfect.To inscribe that night on her mind forever. And when I was inside of her, feeling her walls convulse around me, I wanted nothing but to come so hard.I restrained myself, I wanted her to reach her orgasm first. For her to have t
After Rocco left me to sleep, I sat on my bed frustratedly. I simply couldn't wait for Isadora and Daniel's wedding to push through and I would leave home.I loved home, I really do but things were changing too fast. Rocco was changing too and I didn't like it one bit.I was bored infact that I started following the patterns on my floral pillows. Few minutes later, the pounding on the door grabbed my intention.The door suddenly opened and Issa popped her head in,"Can I come in?" She asked."Well your head is already in you might as well welcome your body in too", I humored.She trudged to my bed and carefully sat by the bedside. Then she narrowed her eyes at me her lips curling into a smile,"What?" I asked after a minute of piercing silence."Am just trying to figure out why you are mad and who you are mad at"What sort of question was that."You know very well why am mad. You all kept secrets from me. You know I hate secrets and am mad at all of you""It wasn't our secret to share
"I think we are done for today, don't you think?" I grunted pushing the abdominal roller away.Ava sat on the mat looking rather disappointed and although I didn't want to intervene in her personal matters, I felt the need to.Since I went back for the equipment she had been acting strangely...well she did act strangely at times but she wasn't quite herself today.I sat on the mat next to her, my hands on my knees as I stared at her,"So...how was the date?"She rolled her eyes and I chuckled."That bad huh?" I asked.She quirked a brow turning her head so that we could be at a level with her."He lives with his mom",she grumbled."And that's bad because?""Are you seriously asking me that? He's a gamer, spends all his time playing videogames in his parents' basement. And before you ask, yes he told me all that""Atleast he is honest", I joked,"I mean he did come clean about his living situation""He is not my type, Niklaus. I just don't understand why all men can't be like you",she j
Jealousy. Google described jealousy as the feeling or showing an envious resentment of someone or their achievements, possessions, or perceived advantages.I didn't know her nor of her achievements and possessions so there was no way I was jealous even though it took a couple of minutes for them to remember my presence in the room.After they parted from the hug, Niklaus turned to me paving way for me to get a glimpse of Ava clearly. She had an oval face, full lips, black hair that was tied up in a ponytail and don't get me started on her body. She was a ten over ten.I suspected she wasn't any of Niklaus' relatives otherwise I would have met her. And it really got me thinking how she got inside the house since there was a code to unlock the doors, unless she knew the code."Ava, this is-"I cut Niklaus off."I'm Isabella, nice to meet you", I greeted."You didn't tell me about her",Ava slapped his chest slightly and Niklaus laughed. He laughed.A whole thunderous chuckle when he was
He was so irritating. I felt like smacking that smug of his face the minute he said 'I was his'.Just who did he think he was, he was crazy if he thought that I would kiss him in an instant. And dad! Ooh I was so mad at dad.Since when did he start liking Niklaus. They hated each other, well atleast I thought so. I trudged down the hallway remembering each room by heart.I remembered my old bedroom and just down the hall to the left was his room.The very same room where we lay together in each other's arms watching Stranger things. I found myself smiling recalling how he would ask what was so special with 'Steve Harrington'. Steve Harrington was everything to the female population. He was hot, funny and whoo don't get me started on his hair.I stood just outside my old room turning the knob and opening the door. Not only was the room clean but it was the same. As if I never left in the first place, I walked in closing the door behind me.The same vanity table, the same purple sheets
I cringed feeling her tear up on my chest. I knew she would be stubborn but I hadn't expected her to cry. I expected her to hit me, to hurt me but not to cry.Though she did hurt me, I could feel the metallic taste of fresh blood on my mouth and my cheek was numb.She was really strong than she imagined.I run my fingers in her hair, feeling it's silkiness. She sniffled only to step away from me as if my touch was burning her."No",she wiped the tears on her cheeks with the back of her hand,"this isn't right"It's right, baby. Everything between us feels right. I haven't felt this way since you left.I wanted to tell her, to scoop her in my arms and tell her everything on my mind.Her eyes rose to meet mine and for a brief moment, I saw her gasp lightly."I did that?"She pointed to my face only then did I remember the little cut on my lip."It's not your fault. Don't mind it, I sort of deserved it", I chuckled trying to make her feel less guilty."Am not a monster like you, Niklaus.