Se connecterISABELLA'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
ELION'S POVIt was evening by the time I headed back to the company. Isabella was there as expected. She was working her ass off, and I couldn't exactly do anything to stop her. There was a reason behind the company failing. It was a shame I wasn't the one behind it. As I attempted to walk into the office, I heard raised voices, and I was forced to open the door slightly. “I asked you to leave, Liam,” Isabella said, and I could hear the anger in her tone. By the time I pushed the door open and stepped in, he was practically trying to push his stupid bouquet of flowers in her face. “Listen,” he said. “It's not too late to divorce him. Your wedding is still fresh. And the company stocks is going down.”Isabella's hands were balled into tiny fists. “Who told you about that?” she asked immediately, and he threw his head back. “The whole family knows. And trust me, they are all laughing behind your back.”Isabella took a step towards him, and he smirked. “I don't give a fuck,” she s
ELION'S POV I was losing control of everything. And that was happening fast. I wanted to protect her. I wanted her to be safe. There was some kind of obligation that I felt towards her now that I knew that our parents had some kind of relationship.But things weren't even sure yet. I didn't want to think too much about the whole thing. I just washed to believe that everything was happening because I wanted to protect her before breaking her totally. That was a lie.No, it wasn't. I watched as the moving men took our things into one of Isabella's huger houses that was even more close to the company. She looked over at me as she inspected the things. All her fragile pottery. That was when I realized that she didn't even bring everything. Her bags, her shoes, she could practically open her own company with them. I looked down at her, and she was still looking at me. “Fine,” I said. “You won.”She smirked, looking back at the moving men. The only reason I agreed to something like
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
ELION'S POV Isabella was in her office by the time I got there. It was hard to ignore her. Not when the both of us had so much work to do. And of course, I was supposed to give her information on why we were in Vegas. My back was straight and I pushed the door open. She leaned back in her seat, wi
ISABELLA'S POV “Miss Kingston,” the butler said, and I could tell that he was shocked to see me. Even I was shocked that I would be making it back to the Kingston house for some reason. I gave him a quick nod. “Is everybody inside?” I asked, and he quickly nodded. I believe they have been waiting







