All Chapters of Cruel Intentions: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Carter's POV When I left the office I didn't know I was going to show up at Isabella's apartment but somehow I found myself there. She was surprised to see me and she didn't turn me away which was a good sign after I bailed on Friday to go see Emma I thought she wouldn't want me here.We walked silently into her apartment, I watched her go in and drop her purse and remove her shoes before I finally stepped in, taking in the impressive view of her apartment.She was at the window when I stepped in, her head had shifted toward the sound of my footsteps, though she didn't completely turn to face me."Friday was cut short." I said watching her.I took a step toward her, against every instinct in my body. "It was fun, though, wasn't it?" I said again and she nodded yes blushing. As brief as it was. It was. It really was.Then I inched closer and she inched closer.We were so close I could

Isabella's POV Carter said I'll call you, before he left my apartment on Friday. He didn't call or text all weekend, normally when a man tells me I'll do something and he doesn't do it I get pissed but with Carter, I wasn't pissed in fact I spent the whole weekend waiting for Monday so I can see him at work.I buried myself in my work all morning and then just when I was about to head to my meeting in the conference room, I saw Carter. He was with a woman by the elevator, and suddenly I couldn't breathe. Is this maybe Emma? Because she is gorgeous. I quickly looked away and was about to leave when he looked up, and I drank in the sight of him.He asked me to his office and I followed him. When we were finally alone in his office, away from prying eyes. His gaze connected with mine and there was a flare

Carter's POV I was staying away from Isabella or rather she has been ignoring me. I called her multiple of time but she never answered or returned any of my calls. The last time I saw her she was out to dinner with her friends and I was out with my sister. I had caught glimpses of her around the office and I debated summoning her to my office, I was her boss afterall but I decided against it she'll eventually have to face me. Being intimate with an employee of mine was never something I thought I would be involved in but since meeting her things have changed for me.It's Saturday, meaning my mother's charity gala, the event I have been dreading. The whole of the elite in New York City will be in attendance, which is not somewhere I wanted to be but I have to go anyway to support my mother.I was standing around with my best friend George and my brother Jo

Isabella's POV Both Carter and I kept quiet as we entered the limo and didn't say anything till we pulled into traffic."Are you going to tell me why you were ignoring my calls?" Carter asks breaking the silence.I look over to him and smile."Probably not." I say."Isabella." He says my name sternly but also with a playful smirk on his face."I don't sleep with men who are seeing other women." I say."I'm not seeing other women," he says."I thought you were, I mean when I saw you out on a date few days ago." I explain."I was with my sister, you just met her." Carter says with smirk."Yeah but I didn't know that." I say."So you were jealous?" He asks with a grin."I wasn't." I say a little too quickly and he laughs.Finally the car pulls over at the front of Carter's apartment. His driver opens the door for us and both Car

Carter's  POV I lay next to Isabella listening to the soft sounds of her breathing. She was warm and soft against me and I was gripped by an odd contentment.I do not cuddle or have sleep overs with women. I do not as a matter of fact bring women to my apartment but with Isabella I wanted to do things different and I don't know why.I glanced at her closed eyes, at her tousled hair and the swell of her breast pressed to my side. I had imagined that after spending a whole day with her, fulfilling my initial lust for her, I would gain control of this seeming obsession, that I would be able to settle and treat this as other sexual arrangements I have had with women in the past. If anything, spending more time with Isabella had only sharpened the edge of my arousal for her. I am hungry for more. In no way had fucking her diminished my burning need for he