LOGINISABELLA'S POVFred had called for yet another dinner, and I couldn't help but feel that it was more than weird, but I was willing to be in attendance. I was purposely late by the time I walked into the restaurant again. He was sitting at the table, and I couldn't help but see the slight annoyance on his face. It was almost like he just wanted to keep looking at my face. Yet, I couldn't exactly trust him. Elion didn't rule him out as a suspect, and the person that asked him to stay there was Daniel. My one and only enemy. As I looked across the room, I saw Liam. The both of them couldn't have set me up, could they? Liam was having his own dinner with one of the countless blonde girls that he was usually seen with. It took a lot for me not to walk over and ask her what she saw in my cousin dearest. But she didn't have to say anything. It had to be the money. My fingers brushed my phone in my bag as I made my way to the table, and I quickly shared my location with Elion. I didn't kn
ELION'S POV She needed space. I had said that to myself a thousand times. The last thing I wanted was to scare her. I asked one of the guards to follow her quietly, and make sure she was safe the whole time. But I was losing her. I didn't even want her close to me to begin with. But now, I want all of her. And I couldn't push away the feeling that there was nothing wrong with wanting any of that. But there was. She was the enemy's child. Her father survived. Mine didn't. I ran a hand through my hair. My phone rang, and I quickly answered it once I saw it was Marco. “Anything new?” I asked, and I could hear him exhale on the other end. “What did you do this time?”“Nothing,” I answered in a clipped tone. There was silence on the other end, and I was more than willing to hang up when I heard him ask in a calmer tone. “Is Isabella at home?” He asked. “No.”“Send me your location then. There's a lot of work for the both of us to do.”I was already hesitating, but I needed to s
ISABELLA'S POVI pressed the play button again. Again. And again. Every single time, I wanted to make sure that there was nobody there. That I was imagining that person standing there. And even if it was blurred, I knew that posture. I just couldn't prove it. Fred. It had to be him. I swallowed hard. “You don't get to be this person too.” I said, whispering to myself.My hands were shaking. I wasn't angry. The video only seemed to rearrange me. I stormed out of the room, heading to the living room to meet Elion. He wasn't there. I hurried to his room, and his legs were crossed on the bed.“You're finally done,” he said, and I raised the phone to face him. He looked at the screen, and then he suddenly froze.He looked back at me, and I gestured towards the phone. “Are you done looking at it?” I asked, and he ran a hand through his face. “Why are you showing me this?” He asked, and I took a step back. “You know about it,” I said calmly. The truth was right there on his face.
ISABELLA'S POV I walked into the restaurant, with a small smile on my face. I wasn't happy, but the whole world didn't have to know that. “Do you have a reservation?” The waiter at the door asked, and I gave him a small nod. “Fred Spencer?” I asked, and he gave me a tight nod before going through his list. “Please come with me, ma'am,” he said, and I gave him a small nod, following him into the private elevator. The elevator dinged, and I got out of the elevator. It was a private lounge. Or at least that was what it looked like. The wine was already laid out, and the lighting was dim. The red cloth was covering the table, and I couldn't help but smile. The last time I was on a date like that, was when I was trying for all the failed relationships. And now? I was out with Fred. For reunion sake. “He's not here yet?” I asked, turning to the waiter. He gave me a small nod, and I headed towards one of the chairs, gently sitting down. I was scrolling through my phone when the elev
ISABELLA'S POVThings were weird between Elion and I, after that little confrontation. I wanted to know everything about him. But he wasn't willing to. I understood that I wasn't able to tell him everything that I had been through as well. But maybe we could start from somewhere. As I got into the hospital ward, Thomas was there, with his twin brother Fred. I felt my eyes fill with tears as I hurried to hug Fred. He wrapped his arms around me, but he wasn't smiling. That was when I looked back at Thomas, and he was on the bed. He wasn't moving. “W-what happened to him?” I asked, and I looked back at Fred. He glanced at his brother, before shrugging. The both of them have always been able to differentiate. They were fraternal twins. “He was attacked this morning,” Fred said, and I felt my throat close. That was when I walked over to Thomas, noticing that there was a new bandage over his stomach. Tears pricked the back of my eyes. I couldn't push away the thought that he was atta
ISABELLA'S POV My fingers slipped in between my legs, and I could feel the wetness immediately.I wanted to chuckle at how I ran home just to do this. But I couldn't be blamed either. He was making it hard to even live with myself. Elion was making it hard not to touch him. I wanted to feel his fingers on my skin the way the heat of his palm practically burned into my skin when he held my waist. I ran my hands through my clit, closing my eyes as I imagined it to be Elion. “Elion,” I whispered, slipping a finger in. My back arched off the bed, and slipped a second finger in, immediately putting a hand over my mouth, with my eyes closed as I thrusted in and out, according to the pace that I wanted. “More, please,” I begged no one in particular. I could feel it, I was so close. I bit my lower lip so hard that it almost bled. My toes curled, and I could feel myself come. “Elion,” I whispered. “I like how you say my name,” I heard someone say, and I got up immediately. I covered m
ISABELLA'S POVI could barely breathe. But Daniel wasn't wrong.. The company's stocks have never gone that low in years. Not when my dad was handling it. Not when my grandpa took over the place. He handled everything just as he should. I could still feel Elion's eyes on me, waiting for me to make
ELION'S POVThe next thing I did was to look for a chair where I could comfortably sit. Nothing was fine about what I had just read. As I scrolled down further, I took in the sight of my father and Isabella's father, shaking each other. It was nothing less than a friendly hug. Their teeth were out
ISABELLA'S POV“Kingston Heiress Marries Assistant.”“Power Move or Scandal?”“Who is Elion Darwin?”I could barely hold back the smile that was on my face as I flipped through the channels. Elion wasn't beside me when I woke up, and he wasn't complaining like I thought he would. I could barely hol
ISABELLA'S POVI could finally breathe when Thomas left the house. It was almost like he was watching our every move. And even I was under the pressure of telling him that Elion and I were going to get divorced eventually. But I couldn't deny the fact that there was a certain type of peace that I w







