Isabella's POV
I leave Carter's apartment early Sunday morning, he drops me off at my place and drives off to Connecticut. I spend the morning playing tennis with my father, it's one of the things we do regularly though I have canceled in the recent weeks since I started working for Carter.
My father and I are pretty much close, he loves me alot and I love him alot though treats me like a defenseless little girl hence our differences but other than that we get along well.By Monday morning I was already missing Carter, after spending two whole days with him. We texted constantly when we were apart, I almost can't believe we're now in a relationship I'm literally so happy and filled with excitement.When I head into work on Monday my department is in chaos everyone running around."Hey." I say to Paul dropping my purse on my desk."What'sIsabella’s POV My body tingles with another sip of my bubblegum martini. It’s my third glass and it’s only tasting sweeter on my lips, it’s a week day and I’m not supposed to be drinking but I’m so fucking nervous after the day I’ve had at work. The tips of my fingers always feel the turning point first when I drink. That familiar buzz that makes my body feel a bit heavy and my mind light, I hardly ever get drunk I had a horrible experience in college and I still have ptsd hence the reason I hardly drink. “What’s going on with you today? You’re drinking, alot.” Lydia says into her wineglass looking at me weird. “Yeah what’s going on and it’s a week day.”Alessia adds. “I have news guys.” I say and they all drop their drinks their attention all in me. “We’re listening.” Alessia says almost eager. “I have a boyfriend.” I say a little smile on my face. “You know I knew it,” Lydia says turning to Ales
Carter's POV I drank the sight of Isabella in she looked like she was in pain, so beautiful even in her pain, her long, dark hair lying in loose waves and her gorgeous eyes shimmering with tears and fear. Suddenly I felt guilty for asking her what happened to her, there's obviously a reason she's so scared of being in any locked space. Even her apartment is very open with large huge windows everywhere, and ofcourse how undeniably scared she was the first day I met her. "What happened to you?" I ask again. "I was sexually assaulted." She says then she sighed deeply like it was something she had to get off her chest and my heart crashed to a stop before resuming a fast, erratic beat in my chest. "Well he didn't technically rape me, he almost raped me but it's like he took a part of me with him that night." She explain
Isabella’s POV When I woke up, I could feel that my eyes were swollen. The room was dim, curtains drawn out, Carter must have carried me to the bedroom last night. I pressed the automatic curtain opener on my bedside table, the curtain opens and I could see that the sun was out completely. I moved the blanket that was over me to the side. Carter must have done that. My heart squeezed. Carter. He had taken care of me. I felt so safe around him, I have never actually told anyone the extent of what happened to me in details. The only people who knew what happened to me was my parents, then my two best friends Alessia and Lydia and ofcourse my friend Demi and I didn’t tell them anything in detail. I sat up, and despite my sore eyes, I had
Carter's POVI have been putting off meeting George my best friend for days now and he has been hounding me. I told him to cancel the background check I asked him to do on Isabella but I have a feeling he didn't, I honestly don't care what's she's hiding I want her and she wants me nothing else doesn't matter.I leave Isabella's apartment not willingly, I can't get enough of her I don't want to get enough of her, honestly I'm obsessed. I have never felt this way about any woman and I don't want it to end.I head into one of George's famous clubs and go downstairs into a little private office he works sometimes at, I was supposed to meet him hours ago but instead I was with Isabella."Is he here?" I ask his personal assistant."In his office." She nodded toward the stairs, but I was already headed in that direction. I knew the layout of the place we play poker here every first Saturday of the month with a couple
Isabella’s POV I didn’t hear from Carter since he left my place yesterday night in a hurry to meet with his friend. I sent him a text when I woke but he hasn’t replied yet, anyway I’m not worried I’ll see him in the office and ofcourse our relationship has never been better we’re in a very good place right now. “Hey you.” Ryan says joining me by my desk. He’s one of the only friends I have made since I started working here. There aren’t alot of female workers in my department. He’s a software engineer like me and has a great senses humor so we get along well and technically there are only about 2 other female software engineers here but they work with a different division hence me being friends with Ryan only. “Hey.” I say sitting down. “How are you feeling? Heard you were sick.” He says then I remember I didn’t show up to work yesterday, Carter had called the office and said I wasn’t coming. Now thinkin
Carter’s POVJohnny and I watch Isabella walk back into the office building before I turned to him, his face filled with questions.“You and Isabel?” My brother Johnny asks raising his eyes a mischievous grin on his face.“Isabella and I nothing.” I say trying to avoid the whole topic.“Oh my God, she’s the girl you’re obsessed with. I get it now that’s why you were so adamant about me staying away from her.”Johnny says still grinning.“I’m not obsessed with her and stop that.” I say pointing at his face.“Stop what?” He asks his grin expanding.“That grin stop it.” I say and he laughs.“You know I don’t get you, why wouldn’t you just tell me you’re interested in her and I would stay away.” Johnny says. “You didn’t have to go all macho and kis
Isabella’s POV Carter is acting super weird, I mean he sometimes acts odd but this is just blatant weird. He left my apartment last night without so much as a goodbye and when I called him he didn’t pick or return my call. I just don’t understand men, what the hell is his problem? If something is on his mind why won’t he just talk to me about it instead of acting weird. And he hasn’t been in his office all morning, I checked twice. His secretary is practically tired of seeing me and I suspect she knows about me and him. My phone rings and I quickly grab it to see if he’s calling me back but it Alessia my best friend. “Hey where are you? I’m downstairs.” She says immediately I answer her call. “What? Downstairs where? I’m at work.” I say through the phone. “Yeah I know, I’m at your office. Can you tell them to let me up, I need some bestie audience.” She rants through the phone. “Yeah of course I’
Isabella’s POV After our little heart to heart conversation Carter and I have dinner in front of the tv while watching friends. After we cuddle on the couch, I don’t know how long we sprawled on the couch like that, connected and close, my head on his shoulder and his hands caressing the curve of my spine. I check the time to see it’s almost 11 pm and I was supposed to meet with Alessia hours ago, I already have angry messages from her. "I have to go." I say looking at my phone. Carter pressed his lips to my temple and murmured, “Stay.” “I can’t Alessia will kill me if I don’t meet her in the next 30 minutes.” I say still cuddled against him. He hugged me. “You’re coming back though?” He asked. “It’s already late, see you tomorrow at work?” I ask. “I’m flying to Silicon Valley tomorrow.” He says nuzzling his nose on my hair. “When will you be back?” I asked pouting.