Isabella point of view. “So you prefer the social construct of dating for dating sake,” Cameron had asked me the first time we held a discussion concerning marriages, “No strings attached?” I had proceeded to groan really loudly and almost suffocate myself with the pillow she had gotten for me last year. But I did the one thing that was socially acceptable. I raised my eyes to the ceiling, letting out a silent sigh “I want a really committed relationship, but not one that would eventually lead to marriage. It would be way better than marriage.” When I was younger, I hated the whole concept of marriage. Our neighbourhood certainly didn’t help to promote the whole marriage image well, too. There were always talks of someone getting a divorce or someone’s father cheating on them. My parent’s marriage was the only exception in the ton. The wide-eyed look Cameron kept giving strongly suggested she must have thought someone must have dropped me when I was baby, the possible cause of m
Isabella’s point of view. Cameron was by my side as I opened the package, a tiny white box decorated with green twines for some reason. The engagement ring had belonged to Zachary’s grandma, a woman of exquisite taste. I had no idea how I was going to tell Cameron the truth after she saw this, and she knew my stance on marriage. My heart raced when I thought she would think I was just a two faced bitch and then, our friendship would end. I told her so many lies about my family already., how could she ever trust me again. I covered my mouth and closed my eyes, steadying my breath. My dad would say that the shock of seeing something from my past would stay for a while, and then eventually fade away. Like the shock I felt when I found out my father was dead. Cameron was amazing though. She held unto me while I hyperventilated, keeping all questions she had to herself until I offered to give them myself. Would she be as compassionate as she was right now, when she handed me the gla
Isabella's point of view I promised myself I would call Gilbert immediately, I called everything here to order. For now, I was stuck in the warm embrace of the tiny cinnamon roll that was my mother. Her simple scent of spices and freshly baked bread sent me down a tunnel of memories. “I had no idea you would choose to honour the letter.” she whispered, her voice just as tiny as I remembered. “I just wanted you to get the message before someone else beat me to it.” Mom held unto my hand even after I broke away from the hug. She pinched my cheek with her other hand, her grip as tight and painful as ever. It almost seemed a shame that we had missed five years and some more of the other life. Memories and moments we would never get back. “I am happy you’re here.” she said simply. If I was being honest with myself, mom didn’t look any different. Sure, she had added bangs, and her hair was longer now. Her eyes also seemed to have gone a shade lighter than the original sea blue I had spe
Jason's point of viewThe blond licked the rest of my cum from her face before smiling seductively back at me. She stared at me from underneath those long lashes and almost made me lose my resolve and fuck her again."Aren't you such a pretty little thing?" I asked her, placing my thumb in-between those plump pink lips of hers.She kissed my finger, "You make it easy to feel pretty," She said before standing up, her walk to the bathroom so captivating. The way she moved her waist would make a man die for her.Not me though. I had work to do and a daughter to take care of.I had forgotten what her name was, did I even know her name from the beginning or did I bid on her because of her amazing tits? I did not even know why I decided to have sex today? Was the thought of my brother laying his hands on Isabella enough to drag me over the edge and ruin my self-imposed celibacy of almost a year.I had no intentions of having anything to do with her ever again so I had no one to blame for th
Isabella's point of view.Zachary invited himself in. Sat on our couch like he owned the place and even got Cameron to give him a glass of apple juice.I watched him from where I stood, silhouetted by the shade from the kitchen. He looked different yet stayed exactly the same way he was years back. I wondered if...."Are you going to stand there all day or are we going to talk?" He finally asked after twenty minutes of absolute silence on all ends.I rolled my eyes at his words, "You could have called me, you don't have to show up like some sort of secret ninja or some shit like that," I replied dryly, my eyes darting from him to Cameron who sat on the other couch then to the staircase."And before you say anything, make sure you keep your voice down. I don't want to wake up my mom and cousins," I added the warning at the last minute.That made Zachary roll his own eyes, "I don't want to wake up my future mother-in-law, what kind of a person do you think I am?" He placed an hand on hi
Isabella's point of view."I got something, I got something," Cameron's voice was so loud it woke me up from my sleep before she barged into the room and jumped on the bed.I tried to turn away but she kept on interrupting me, "I got something, don't you want to know what it is?" She asked, her tone much softer this time.I was the type of person that got headaches when woken abruptly. Headaches that lasted for days on end and made me sick.Plastered on a fake smile and looked up at her, "What do you have?" I hoped it wasn't something from that boyfriend of hers because I would literally strangle her if it was.She smiled back at me, "Well the contract, the lawyers have been looking at it and they discovered the only loophole they could find in such a bonafide contract," Dressed in a fancy pink minidress and the necklace I had gotten her as a birthday gift, Cameron could not have looked more beautiful, "I hope Zachary has brothers or cousins."I nodded. He did. He had a twin brother w
Jason's point of view.Family dinners were not my sort of things. Family dinners at the Newman house where they invited people over and it was bound to be a disaster were not my sort of events to attend.I watched Zade pin a cute little pink bow on Amethyst's ponytail, he knelt down so he was close to her height and she could see his eyes. They seemed to be talking about something private, with all the whispers and giggles going around."You look so cute," He pinched her on the cheek before finally getting up and holding her hand.Amethyst was as pretty as her mom, a playful little thing at age four and quite smart for her age too. She was also cunning enough to get Zade to do things I said no to."She's not coming with me," I announced once they were close enough to me, "And I know you'll take care of her, make sure she goes to sleep at her bedtime and don't give her any candy," Instructions after instructions flew out of my mouth until Zade placed a hand on my shoulder."I know wha
Isabella's point of view.Personally I thought Jason looked horrified at the thought of getting married to me. But when I thought about it later on, anyone would be horrified at the thought of getting married to their twin brother's betrothed.He turned to look at his side, like he couldn't look at me anymore."I can't get married to you Meda, I thought that was what your betrothal to my brother was for," He raised his hand upwards for dramatic effect perhaps, "I don't care about you enough to take you away from your future husband"Jason had always been the blunt twin, the one who said whatever he wanted without the fear of anyone or even the risk of punishment. I didn't expect him to agree immediately but his words weren't even encouraging enough to continue.I took a seat by his side and stared at the stars too. Perhaps I might annoy him into an agreement or something.Jason was also a champion at the silent treatment because we didn't talk for the next thirty minutes, just sat dow