LOGIN“We’ll meet again soon, Isabella,” he said softly. “I hope you’ll be well prepared for your new reality, but even still, no amount of preparation will get you ready for what’s coming.” *** After my husband cheated on me with his first love, my father forced me into a new marriage. My new husband turned out to be the man I had a one-night stand with the night my world came crashing down. But Alexander was different from the man I met that night. He was grumpy, didn't smile, and I think he hates me. Then I met his father. Leonardo Hayes with soft eyes, a seductive smile, and he was far too interested in me. That night, everything changed. They said I belong to them. They say I was chosen for a reason. The fine line between right and wrong was crossed multiple times. It was overlooked at first, but then everything started going wrong. Tension starts to rise, and the truth begins to unfold. What do you think I should do when I found out that both men weren't humans? That they were something that should only exist in fairytales. And what do you think I should do when my ex-husband comes back on his knees, pleading that he wants me back?
View MoreISABELLAA YEAR LATERThe house was being decorated for the kids' first birthday, and finally, they got the right type of design I wanted. The house was filled with so much buzz. Everyone was around: Sebastian and my sisters. Everything was just perfect.I walked into the room only to find Leonardo staring at the clothes I had put out for the kids to wear today.I stood in the corner, watching him. This past year has been... I didn't have any words to actually describe how this year had been because the word perfect doesn't even come close."Are you staring at me?" Leonardo asked without even turning around."How did you know I was here?" That was a stupid question, but oh well."I know you more than you know yourself," he said, turning around to smile at me. Then he went back to staring at the kids' clothes.I walked to where he was, hugged him from behind, and pressed my cheek gently against his back."You've been so stressed out lately," he whispered. "After the kids' birthday, you
ALEXANDERI sat on the couch, watching Isabella and her sisters. They gossiped, and only God knew what the hell they were talking about, and they were laughing so hard. Each of them held one of the babies. And thankfully, the kids weren't crying today.I loved seeing her so happy. It felt like just watching her like this filled a gap in my heart. She had a big smile on her face, and I didn't need anybody to tell me how genuine that smile was. It wasn't the type where people pretend to be happy when they are not. She was partially glowing.Memories of her in the hospital, in a coma, not moving, played back in my head, and I quickly shook them off. I had been so scared that I was going to lose her, but thankfully, she was fine, and I was so grateful.When the babies fell asleep, I watched as Isabella and her sisters walked into the room, placing them down, and I couldn't help but feel a strange type of fear stir inside me.I was actually a father now.I had kids.It still felt unreal,
LEONARDOI had witnessed childbirth before, but it was nothing compared to what Isabella had gone through. She looked like life had been taken out of her, and God, it terrified me.I was so scared, seeing her like that.The babies were absolutely fine, which I was so grateful for. More than grateful. But it had been twelve hours of trying to resuscitate her. She had just been unconscious, and I didn't know how exactly I was going to reassure Alexander anymore because I didn't know how to assure myself anymore. He looked like a shadow of himself. Every single hour that passed without her waking up killed him, and I was trying, really trying, to be the one who kept things under control.But deep down, I was panicking. I was about to go crazy.The children were fine, so she should be fine too. She should be waking up. I made my way to the doctor's office. I didn't bother knocking. I didn't care if he was with a patient or having a meeting. Fuck that, I needed something. Anything.When
ALEXANDERI held the little romper in my hand, staring at it for more than ten minutes. It was pure white, with little stars drawn on it. It was just so beautiful. Everything was already arranged in Isabella's hospital bag, everything she would need when she got to the hospital. And it wasn't like the babies were coming anytime soon. She was eight months gone. But every single day drew closer to her due date, and it scared me.I kept trying to act strong, like I wasn't afraid, but deep down, I was freaking out. I wasn't just afraid; I was panicking every single second. It felt like I was happy and sad all at once. I didn't want anything to happen to her because I couldn't live in a world where she wasn't in it or where she lost her light again. Every time I read about how difficult childbirth is, and I looked at her, it made me so scared.Isabella is so strong, but people lose their lives from something like this. And I know I should be looking on the bright side, but it was just to
The kiss caught me off guard, and I couldn't even push him because I lacked strength. He was still smiling as he kissed me, his other hand still in his pocket. And then the door opened, and I understood why he was smiling, but I didn't understand how he knew he was coming. I felt his presence even
I quickly searched for my clothes with shaky hands, putting them on, but it was a short, sleeveless dress, so it wouldn’t cover these marks. Panic was beginning to kick in, my body shaking. I…I couldn’t go out like this. I was covered with marks; bite marks, hand marks. I was covered with it, my s
It happened without a warning, without giving me time to think or even decide. One minute, I was sitting on a barstool, feeling this stranger’s warmth, my body growing heated from his warmth, his words, and then the next, I was all over him–me, not him–grabbing his hair and slamming my lips on his,
The drive to Richard’s place was filled with me questioning myself, asking myself over and over again whether I was doing the right thing, whether I should just stay still like he wanted me to. I didn’t understand why these questions were going off in my head like alarm bells, or why my stomach was












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