All Chapters of FATED, REJECTED AND THE BABY IN BETWEEN: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ISLA’S POVHis lips mold over mine, creating such a delicious friction as he drags and pulls. I sway on my feet, but he holds me upright with a fist in my hair.I should stop this, I know I should. But I can’t for the life of me bring myself to pull away. It feels too good, too right.I moan into his mouth. It’s such a needy, foreign sound that seems to ground me, and pull me into the reality of the situation. I push at his chest, but he either doesn’t notice, or chooses to ignore.I break away, tossing my head to the side and inhaling a much-needed breath.Unfazed, he buries his face in my neck, sniffing me. His nose traces around the juncture of my throat, making my eyelids flutter shut.His hands trace down my body, moving over my waist as he pulls me closer into him. The heat radiating from him sears through my clothes.I feel so breathless and wanton, but I know this isn’t right.“Stop,” I breathe. “Wait.”Abruptly, he halts his movements, but he doesn’t take his hands off my bod

ISLA’S POV:My eyelids flutter open, I shield them from the sunlight seeping in through the window with my hand. Rolling onto my side, I notice the soreness of my body.The sensitive flesh between my legs, but most of all, the fresh mark throbbing against my neck.I smile softly into the pillows, inhaling Axel’s delicious scent.I stretch my arms out, reaching for him on his side of the bed, but come up empty. I blink an eye open. The sheets are ruffled and cold, like he’s been gone for a while.Rolling on to my back, I halt my movements when I catch sight of him in the center of the room, wearing nothing but boxer briefs, his hair tumbling over his shoulders.He’s walking in a straight line, hands on his hips as he paces back and forth.“Morning,” I say with a smile, sitting up on the bed.He stops, turning to me, just now realizing I’ve woken up. His eyes trail over me in his bed. Taking in the ruffled sheets and the clothes strewn all over the floor.He looks away from me, going ba

Isla’s pov.The man, who crouched in front of me, stretched out for my bag, about to take it.My mind seemed to vindicate slightly as I gripped the bag away from him. I wasn't about to allow these people to take from me.Not that there was cash in there.He snarled at me. My strong will aggravates him. My heart threatened to leap off from the cage my ribcage had formed, but I still couldn't bring it in me to let go.“Do think we are here to play house with you?” he cocked his almost in-existence brows.I doubt his large frame would fit into the house, I had wanted to let him know but I ignored him. Looking at the dirt at the tip of his shoe.I was frightened and I am sure he could tell. He leaned closer to my face. Reaching for the bag again. “Let go of it” he growled. His bad breath mingled with booze and cigars nearly had me in a chokehold.The power in his breath, oh God.His palm connected with my cheek and the sound of a slap resounded in my ear and my cheek began to sting. Fucke

Isla's POVI was filled with joy and couldn't contain the excitement I felt. I knew Dante loved me just the way I loved him, but not once did it cross my mind that he would propose as quickly as he did. I sighed. "Are you serious?" I asked, unable to believe my eyes.He frowned a bit. "Why do you think I would joke with something like this?"I shook my head vehemently as I tried to speak. Words failed me for a few seconds. "Of course not. That's not what I mean. I'm only shocked by your proposal. I never saw it coming," I confessed, taking a few steps backwards.Dante smiled at me with a bright smile that revealed his sparkling teeth. "So what's your answer? Will you marry me?" His voice was quaky, and I could feel the anxiety in it as he spoke. I exhaled, my hand rubbing against my chest. "Calm down, Isla. It's not a dream. It's real.."I giggled, filled with joy like I had never known. "Yes, I'll marry you. I'll marry you and no one else," I muttered, stretching my left hand to

IslaMy heart thumped wildly in my chest as the doctors and nurses screamed above my head, their voices doing nothing but adding to the tremor in my bones as I watched them struggle to fix what was wrong with Tessa.The heart monitor beeped wildly, like a ticking bomb, and a loud cry pierced into my eardrums.It was me. I was the one screaming as I watched the life leave Tessa's body after each beat of the machine. Dante pulled me to his body, his scent enveloping me as he muttered soft words to me, his own hands shaking as they patted my head.He was also scared. We both were. My little girl, our little girl, was dying, and we could do nothing but watch."What is going on, Isla?" Dante pulled me closer, his hand lifting my head to face him. "What's happening, baby?" He inquired, the worry in his eyes increasing as he cleaned off my tears.I tried to speak, but I couldn't, as the doctors around us shot orders at each other."We need to undergo an emergency procedure right now!""No!" I