All Chapters of The Marine Next Door II: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

…Isabella POV…I watch him as he is busy getting dressed. He is one of the sexiest men I have ever seen and probably the only one that I will ever be with. Clayton Jackson is definitely a price that any woman would love to have. So it is with nothing but that fucking gorgeous smile on his face that he leans over and places his lips softly against mine, "I need to go, boo."As I take his lips for mine to taste, I only softly whisper, "What time will you be back later?"He fumbles a bit, looking for the right words, "I am going to be a bit busy with Harrison, but I will come home as soon as I can."I nibble at his bottom lip for the last time, "Then I will see you later."And with that, he takes that goddamn tight ass out the door, leaving me rather frustrated. Well, I can… Let us rather think about this one.I will make my own appearance at Harrison later, he just does not know that

I guess at some stage in every marriage, the honeymoon phase becomes over. Well, that has now officially happened with Isabella and me. Now, if I say that we want to kill each other, then that is a slight understatement. We cannot be in the same room for longer than a few minutes before heading out into an argument. Isabella has become completely unbearable to be around. And after her stunt at Harrison, her behavior is completely irrational.This morning I am trying to sneak out of the guest room, which has now been my new room for what is now the second night in a row.We brought Braydon home yesterday, and I can tell you that I have never been so happy in my life to have him finally where he belongs. Although I have had to sneak in moments to spend time with him, Isabella has been doing her level best to keep him from me. I am writing it off to her wanting to spend time with him and rather not think that she is trying to keep him from me.So this morning, I am

Driving home in dead silence with the rain pounding down on the car, my thoughts are taken back to what happened earlier tonight. She can make up any excuse no matter how goddamn lame; it will still not make up for the way I broke her heart.I can honestly say that at this very present moment, I feel what is probably my heart being sliced open and ripped to shreds. The pain is suffocating; it squeezes every breath of air from my lungs. There is nothing else I want to do now but cry. Isabella has brought me down. But in all of my time as a Marine, I have never seen anyone crash and burn the way she did. It is not Isabella; it is not who she is. Let alone lose her temper the way that she has been doing.Is this what I have done to her?Did I completely break her?What have I done?What the fuck have I done to her?But in the same breath.What the fuck has she done to me!Maybe I am not the man that she n

Well…Who would have ever thought I would pick up the phone to the voice that is coming from the other side. For a second, I was not going to as I did not recognize the number coming through. But yet I am, which is debatable if I am strangely happy or extremely annoyed.So without torturing myself any further, I decide to speak and just remain in silence, "To what do I owe this displeasure?"There is only but a stuttering that is coming through; then, after what seems like a good long minute, there is an answer, "Clayton, can we talk?""What makes you think that I want to talk to you? You have taken my son and fucked off; now I am warning you, Isabella, you better have him back within the next hour.""Clayton, I did not phone you to argue; there is something that we need to talk about.""Cut the shit, Isabella. I want my son back home. I told you not to fuck with me. Now I am giving you an hour, do you understand me? I am fucking tire

I need to make a decision before I leave this room today. I can let Isabella play me for a fool.Well, ya…let her try…But the fact is…I am not a man that easily backs down.She has hurt me for far too many times, and for far too many times, I have given her the control and looked the other way. That control ends here today. I know deep in my heart that the final hurt is not over.So, after taking several moments to clear my head and convince myself that this is indeed for the best, I get out of bed and glance over my shoulder at Isabella...This was a mistake.I have let my guard down for a second; for a second, I let my pain get the better of me. One moment of weakness will be my downfall. I knew that I should not have come here. There is a war raging in here, but there is an even bigger war raging in my heart.So as I hear her voice come from behind me, I have only one thing to do, and that is turn around and f