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CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
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His to Preserve CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
CADE’S POVThe first thing I noticed when I got to Grand Royale Hotel was that it glittered.Chandeliers hung and reflected gold light through the glass windows. Red carpets spread across the whole walkway.“Smile, Cade.” Vanessa said in her irritating voice. Another night of fake smiles and pretending I'm happy to be here with Vanessa beside me and not Isla. Her dramatic long silver gown cascaded down the stairs, her neck, ears, and wrists were adorned with diamonds. I turned towards her and she looked like the model everyone would want beside them and nothing like the woman I love. I forced a thin smile through my lips, don't want any more rumours flying around. My name has been on the blogs too much these days. The door opened and I stepped out straightening my suit. Journalists ran towards us asking questions, camera lights flashed at us and Vanessa pecked me on the cheeks, placing my arm around her waist.“Mr. Thorne!”“Vanessa, this way!”“Look here!” journalists instructed.Th
His to Preserve CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
ISLA’S POVLast week was a lot to process. I had it rough and I confided in Sab and she told me not to worry. I tried calling Cade but he didn't respond, I texted and he didn't even open my messages. I feel betrayed and used, if only he could just say something to reassure me that it was all a mistake and our plan was still on. But my calls were being forwarded to voicemail, making it worse.I got to work and started on with my day. “Miss Campbell, could you drop this at Mr. Lucan’s table please?” Caroline, his middle aged secretary asked.“Yea, sure” I responded.I told myself I was only going to drop the file on Lucan’s desk and go straight back to work. I knocked twice with no response, I exhaled slowly and pushed the door open. Lucan wasn't in I guess. I stood there for a moment, staring at the polished wood, the familiar scent of leather and his cologne greeted me. Everything in Lucan’s office was arranged with obsessive accuracy. Not a pen or paper looks out of placeI walked t
His to Preserve CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
ISLA’S POV“Promise me” Cade growled possessively as he laid me gently on my bed.“Promise what” “No one else touches; you're mine Isla” he shifts above me, took out his clothes and slaps his hard cock on my wet pussy.“We are not fucking yet baby, I just want to keep gliding my dick over your swollen pink pussy. His hot, thick, veiny shaft starts gliding along perfectly, moans and whimpers leaves my throat as he sucks on my skin while torturing my pussy. I couldn't take it anymore when his left finger found my nipple adding more pleasure making me writhe underneath him while my pussy clenched the cold air embarrassingly. I need him inside.“Cadee…please, inside” I arched my back as his mouth found my nipple. He smirks against my boobs, and in one swift motion he slides inside my core. I moaned loudly, pulling his hair and running my nails down his muscled back.“Bloody hell Isla, you're fucking tight and warm” he gritted, barely moving. I raised my hips up to meet his cock trying
His to Preserve CHAPTER THIRTY
CADE’S POVThere are only a few times that I've felt like this; the first was when I lost my best friend, and then my dad. We Thornes are known for not showing emotions, it is seen as a sign of weakness. But now, I'm unable to concentrate because of how whipped I am and this isn't some sad excuse of having Isla as someone for my pleasures, it's far deeper than that. It's something that I cannot explain.Vanessa, my ‘girlfriend’, has been whining about buying the latest Hermes edition, and how there are only five in the world. What a royal pain in the ass. Although I've been swarmed with work, meetings and conferences, I really need to see her and let her know how I feel about her. I know she felt sad and probably cried after she said she loves me and I clumsily ran out. I really didn't mean that; I was just confused as to how to react or what to say. Hence, I've come up with a decision–I’m going to London. To everyone else except my pilot, I'm going to Brussels because we can't afford
His to Preserve CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
ISLA’S POVIt feels as though London did not welcome me, because why is it so cold? The city was filled with people, and trains were moving so fast. It was as if it had no time for a woman whose heart had just been broken because she left the love of her life continents away.By the time I stepped out of the black car Lucan had arranged for me. I stood before the tall building he had called his temporary residence. The doorman opened the door and ushered me in. “Welcome, Miss Campbell.”“Thank you,” I said, forcing a smile. I stepped into his mansion and was amazed by his expensive taste. The marble floor which reflected my tired face back at me, the dancing chandeliers, and throne looking chairs.I barely recognized myself as Lucan welcomed me inside with a calm expression and his hands in his pockets. The elevator made a soft buzzing sound as it carried us up. I continued to stare at the changing numbers. Each floor felt like another layer between me and the life I’d left behind.“
His to Preserve CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
ISLA’S POVI stood outside the Thorne Estate for almost five minutes before I finally found the courage to go inside.The iron gate was cold beneath my fingertips, and damp with morning mist. I'm definitely going to miss the familiar scent of the perfectly clean garden. How the estate has finally found some light and is no longer gloomy like when I'd just started working here.I drew in a slow breath, trying to calm my beating heart. I'm just here to collect my things…Nothing more, which was a lie, but I clung to it anyway.I rolled my suitcase softly behind me as I stepped on the gravel path. I remembered the first time I came into the estate and how the estate seemed so tall with the windows reflecting the blue sky. I always felt small when standing before it. I always had a feeling like I was taking a risk each day I came here. But now I'm about to take the greatest risk of my life by going to London and dining with the enemy.Inside, the air was cool and faintly scented with polis
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