ISABELLA POV
I felt a flutter in my belly at her words, but I acted all tough outwardly. “ Yeah, it’s nothing to be excited about,” I said nonchalantly.
But Cario was not buying it. “ Girl, you should be careful. There are lots of girls who have a huge crush on your fiancé. And your life is going to be even tougher than usual.”
I shrugged. “ There’s nothing they can do. Nothing physical, at least. They’re all aware of the backing I have now.”
Cario squinted her eyes at me. “ Your confidence needs to be checked.”
We both burst into laughter, and for a moment, I forgot about all the drama and stress that came with being engaged to Ryan West.
As I walked out of my last class of the day, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief. I was looking forward to heading back to Ryan’s mansion and just relaxing for the rest of the day.
But as I turned a corner, I was confronted with a face I hadn’t seen in a while. Levi, my ex-boyfriend and his clique of friends, standing in front of me, a smug look on his face.
I felt a surge of anger and hurt, and I quickly turned away from him, muttering
“ Bastard” under my breath.I walked over to my locker and started putting away my books, still feeling Levi’s eyes on me. I ignored him and tried to walk past him, but he reached out and grabbed my arm.
I spun around, my eyes flashing with anger. “ What are you doing?” I demanded.
Levi’s eyes locked onto mine, and I could see the possessiveness and obsession still burning in them. “ We need to talk,” He said, his voice low and urgent.
I shook my head, trying to pull my arm out of his grasp. “ We have nothing to talk about, Levi. And shouldn’t you be with your fiancée? I heard she’s pregnant.”
Levi’s face darkened, and he pulled me into a corner, away from Cario and the other students. “ This isn’t the time for this, Isabella.” He growled.
I stood my ground, my heart pounding in my chest. “ And this isn’t the time to bug me,” I shot back.
Levi’s eyes flashed with anger, and he took a step closer to me. I could feel his breath on my face, and I knew I had to get out of there before things escalated.
I tried pushing his huge towering body away from mine, and shifter my face from him to stop inhaling his carbon dioxide but he insisted. He pushed his face and stared into my eyes, his lips a few inches away from my lips.
I could feel the tension, i could see the lust in his eyes and i could imagine how he wanted to devour me. From his dark eyes, i could tell that he just wanted to turned me around, my face to the wall and raise my skirt and fuck the living hell out of me.
I could not let this happen. I wanted it to happen but i could not let it. Firstly, he was a whore. He slept with my step sister. Secondly, i wa seith someone better. Hopefully.
“Get the fuck off of me.”
“Why? Because you rather give your body to the Mr Ryan?”
“Get lost mother fucker.”
With those words, i directed all my strength towards him that he almost tripped and fell from the push.
“You know you are mine. And you will always be mine.”
“Go fuck with Mia.”
I hissed at him and walked away, pools of anger welling up in me. I was so frustrated and also horny.
“Fuckkkkk!”
I let out the frustration in a long sigh and called Ryan.
“Hello baby girl.”
“Please come pick me up from school and thanks to you, everyone in my school is jealous.”
“How do you mean? Jealous of what?”
“Jealous of the fact that i am marrying the hottest and richest guy ever. You should have seen the stares they gave me as i walked down the hallway today.”
“Well, you won.”
“You are not the prize to me Ryan.”
“You would admit it sooner or later. I am outside your school by the way.”
I ended the call and headed to my locker, to take some textbooks i would be needing to study back at the mansion.
Cario approached me and the look in her face was very concerning.
“You seem tensed. Hope you are fine?”
“Yes, it is just that dimwit, Levi.”
“What does he want now?”“Me.”
“Hmm is he stupid or does he not know you are getting married?”
“He is stupid. I would call you later. I want to go and clear my head.”
“Ok babes. Take care.”
Declan's POV.Power didn't feel the way I thought it would and it wasn't because of anything but because I was having so much power and yet I still didn’t feel anything.I had it all now. Everything I had ever worked and dreamed for were all mine. I had all my businesses which spread across continents.My face was on magazine covers and everyone called me the man of the century. I had a bank account that made me untouchable and women lined up in designer dresses, flashing me smiles that promised me anything I wanted.But every night, when the world went quiet. All of it dissolved into nothing. Because no matter how much I've gone far in life and no matter how much I have built. Isabella was still gone from my life.It has been four years now but there was no day that passed without me thinking about her and wishing for her to come back to me.She was the only woman I had ever loved. She was the only one that I hated and craved in the same breath. The one who had vanished, leaving my h
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