Chapter 6

Isabelle sat still on the black and brown leather seat, striving to push the urge to squirm back to it's confines. She battled with her eyes to remain focused ahead even though she desired to look at Christian from her peripheral vision. Christian observed her stiff posture, her alluring throat as she forcefully swallowed saliva. His eyes went down further to her plain maroon blouse that was tucked neatly under her skirt.

The material left just a small cleavage to pique his curiosity. Isabelle felt his eyes on her and she lost her struggle. She shifted on her seat, grimacing when her lower back ached. She hadn't slept for two days, it was by chance that she had no bags under her eyes. The brief scowl on her face didn't go unnoticed by Christian.

"Relax. " The man stated, focusing his sight back on the busy road.

"Huh? " Isabelle concentration was elsewhere, her eyes couldn't waver from his hands as they gripped the steering wheel. The sleeves of his button up navy blue shirt were folded revealing venous arms that thrust Isabelle into a trance.

Christian chuckled. "You're too tense, relax, I won't bite...not yet. " The last part was whispered but Isabelle could have sworn she heard him right.

"Okay. " She mumbled. How could she remain calm after how their first encounter played out? She had no idea how he remained composed after their night activities. Isabelle was beginning to sweat, her body recognizing the man besides her.

Christian was however far from being composed. His exterior might have fooled Isabelle but his insides were heating up. It didn't help that Isabelle's skirt had ridden up, revealing creamy thighs. Every single emotion he had felt as he claimed her the previous night bombarded him full force. He wasn't oblivious to the lustful looks the lady was throwing his was whenever she thought he was looking ahead.

"How did you find me? " She mastered enough courage to ask. She wanted to ignore the tingle that had began to crawl between her legs reminiscing.

"He he, why do you think I have something to do with this? " He exited the highway, taking a right turn to the road going uphill, an hour from the city drive.

He lived in an isolated residence up the Weston hill, although he had a condo in the city.

"It can't be a coincidence. " Isabelle answered.

"What if it is? " She rolled her eyes at the utterance, once again Christian sharp eyesight caught the action. He imagined her orbs rolling to the back of her head as  he hit her sweet spot over and over again.

"We meet at night and the next thing I am your personal nurse? " She arched an eyebrow. "Not possible. " She stated.

"Why don't you first tell me why you were at an empty park at 9? " Isabelle tensed, for a moment her mind rushed back. An image of Dylan snapping his hips forward  into her supposed best friend flashed in her mind.

"None of your business. " She deadpanned after gathering enough courage. She didn't want to talk about it at all. It was eating her insides, gruelling, like knives stabbing her repeatedly inside her chest.

Christian hadn't expected her to spill any detail about her life. He wouldn't have asked his tech friend to find her had he not seeing a fire burning inside her then red eyes. The hurt and pain were unmistakable but there was an underlying flame that he had seen in her. He couldn't explain it, but he knew deep down that despite her state, she was strong inside.

"I guess you'll never know how I found you then. " Christian shrugged his shoulders and decided to play a few of his favourite songs. Isabelle watched as he effortlessly pressed buttons on the classy wooden dashboard. It had a nice sized touchscreen infotainment display, different from the one she was used in her old mustang.

She knew his statement was meant to get her talking, so instead she decided to remain quiet. Two could play a game, but her curiosity still remained. She hadn't told Christian her name, or any single detail about where she lived. So how he found her proved to be a difficult question to answer on her own.

"I'll answer if you answer. " He interrupted her thoughts.

"I...I can't. " Christian could make out the amount of pain in Isabelle's stumble.

"I'll ask a different question then. " He promised just as Un-break My Heart by Tony Braxton started playing.

"Okay. " Isabelle whispered.

"When did the hospital manager start lusting for you? "

"For crying out loud. " Isabelle let out a short laugh, revealing her set of white teeth with a gap in between.

"Mr Stanton wants you to himself. " Her jaw gaped when she realized he was being serious. Where the hell had he come up with such baseless accusation?

"I saw the way he looked at my hand on your back. The man was seconds away from ripping it from your body. " Christian chuckled yet again, the sound vibrating under the song's loud one. Isabelle didn't say anything back, deeply engrossed in the song as the lyrics spelled out the situation in her life.

"Dylan." She whispered his name, twisting necklace that she never took off even when bathing. unbreak my heart, say you love me again.

That part reminded her of Dylan confessing his love to Tiffany.

"Bring back the nights when I held you beside me. " Isabelle sang along in a shaky broken voice. When Christian played the song, he wasn't sure that whatever Isabelle was going through was the sorrows of a broken heart. He had to try though and see whether it was. So he played the only song that he thought would bring out Isabelle's emotions.

"Let it all out. " He whispered, stopping the car beside the road. The place rarely had any passers by. It offered a serene beauty, fresh air and tranquillity that Christian desired when he built his house up the hill. He was out of the door without much thought, to the other side of the car. Before Isabelle could ask what he was doing her door was opened and she was gently pulled out.

"You'll feel better when you empty the tears. " He engulfed her in a tight embrace and that is when she noticed that she had been crying. For the second time in two encounters, Isabelle had broken down in Christian's arms.

"I loved him, I trusted her. " She whispered against his warm chest. He could feel the softness of her breasts on his stomach due to height difference. He pressed her further into him, running his hands up and down her back. Christian broke another rule in their second meet up, hugging a female. He never showed any compassion, his business was to fuck and leave.

Christian remained quiet, wondering how his cock could harden as the woman bawled her eyes out on his chest.