Chapter 20: The Trap.

ISADORA’S POV

I burst into the hospital door with anger as I stepped out of the hospital lift and walked down the quiet floor. 

Then I saw my father, Peter, standing near a big window with two estate lawyers. He was holding white papers and laughing softly with them, but unfortunately he did not see me, but I knew what he was doing because he wanted to make sure all of his acts are under coverage.

I boiled in anger as I took a step forward to go and drag those papers from his hand, but immediately somebody grabbed my left wrist from behind.

I turned around immediately, ready to scream at whoever touched me. 

Then behold, it was Rafael.

He was standing right in front of me, tall as he wore a clean black suit. I never knew he could track me down here, but he had followed me all the way to this place.

I was totally surprised to see him.

Before I could open my mouth to ask him anything, Rafael dragged me by the hand into the dark stairwell and closed the door without making any sound as he pushed my back against the wall and stepped close to me. His hand rested on my waist, and his dark eyes looked directly into my face.

"Did you really think this is a good idea, Isadora?" Rafael asked softly, pressing his fingers into my side as I breathed heavily, "To confront your father now?"

I raised my right hand and slapped his chest because my body was shaking with confusion. "You followed me from my house?" I whispered, feeling my heart beat fast against my ribs.

"Look Isa, I cannot let you walk into a trap," Rafael said, pulling my body closer to his chest as my stomach turned upside down. "This is not the right time to face him."

I looked at his face and realized that he was not dying at all, and the relief inside me felt so big that I wanted to cry. 

I had spent three days crying and thinking of the hurt I have passed through this free date. I was angry that he tricked me, but my body wanted to be close to him.

I hit his chest again with my palm,trying to push him away, but my hand had no power inside it. 

"You made me hate you Rafeal, you betrayed me," I said, wiping a tear from my eye as my mouth trembled.

Rafael caught my wrist before I could hit him again, and he pulled my hand up. He wrapped his other arm around my waist and pulled my hips against his body.

"Isadora, wish I could tell you this…" Rafael said, leaning his face down until his lips touched my cheek as my legs became soft. 

"I am not going to leave you."

He moved his mouth over mine and kissed me hard, pressing his body against me so I could not move.

The anger inside my chest melted away into pure lust, and I forgot about my father and the lawyers outside. I opened my mouth and kissed him back, holding his shoulders with my two hands so I would not fall down. 

I missed him so much, and the way he held me made me feel like nothing else mattered in the world. 

Gosh! He tasted like clean water, and his breath was warm against my skin.

He moved his hand up to my hair and held my head close to his face, kissing me deeper until I gasped for air. I felt his body shaking against mine, and I knew he was feeling the same strong thing I was feeling. 

We had fought each other for many years, but right now, I only wanted him to hold me and never let me go.

"You drive me crazy," Rafael said against my mouth, running his fingers through my hair as my heart jumped. "You think you can just run away from me like that?Hmm?" He growled in my mouth, we all lust in our pleasure.

"You are a very bad man," I whispered back, holding his jacket tight in my hands so he would not move away. "You lied to me."

"I did it to keep you safe from Peter," Rafael said, kissing my neck down to my collarbone as my skin grew hot. "Your father wants to destroy everything, but I will not let him take you."

He was holding me so tight that I could feel every part of his body against mine. I knew my father was just outside that door, but I did not care anymore because Rafael was holding me. I pulled his head down and kissed him again, feeling the passion rise up inside my chest with pure lust.

He wrapped both arms around my waist and lifted me up a little bit against the wall, and I held onto him with all my strength.

We stayed like that in the dim stairwell for a long time, breathing together and kissing like people who had been hungry for years. 

Every time I tried to pull back, he pulled me closer and kissed me again, making me forget where we were.

When he finally stopped kissing me, he rested his forehead against mine, and we both tried to catch our breath.

"You are crazy, Rafael," I whispered, smiling a little bit as my chest moved up and down fast.

"I am only crazy for you," Rafael said, kissing the tip of my nose as my cheeks turned red.

I pulled back a little bit to look at his eyes, but then I heard a small footstep above us on the concrete stairs. 

Immediately I turned my head and looked up into the darkness of the stairwell.

Rosalind was right there standing right on the stairs, holding the iron rail with both hands and staring down at us with tears in her eyes.