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Chapter 12- The Paddle
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2026-04-27 18:00:29-Isabella-
"If you do not want me to walk you to your room, you can just say so. No need to lie." His words sliced through the air just as the music stopped. His hand was gripping mine harder, his fingers digging into my waist. While the other couples were slowing down and coming to a stop, laughing and chuckling. Ian looked ready to combust any second.
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The Hurricanes: After the Kiss Chapter 12- The Paddle
-Isabella-"If you do not want me to walk you to your room, you can just say so. No need to lie." His words sliced through the air just as the music stopped. His hand was gripping mine harder, his fingers digging into my waist. While the other couples were slowing down and coming to a stop, laughing and chuckling. Ian looked ready to combust any second."Let go of me."I snapped, tugging myself free and walking back to my sister and Mark's cocktail table.I wasn't too far away when he grabbed my upper arm and tugged me back toward himself."Where do you think you're going?" He stepped up to me, and he closed the remaining distance between us.
The Hurricanes: After the Kiss Chapter 11- Gala
-Isabella-I walked back toward the ballroom where the charity gala was held.I passed by fancy people in fancy clothes, but none of that even phased me.It was Damian's presence that had me in a chokehold.It's like when he's near, the only thing I can focus on is him. His gaze, his aura...I really like him. I would love nothing more than to let myself enjoy this feeling.Drown in it. Get high on it. But I can not.Because of Mark, because of Emma, because of every single one of the problems I have faced that are having me in debt and in the gutter.
The Hurricanes: After the Kiss Chapte 10- The Dress
-Isabella-"So what will you do?" Melody asked, and I rolled my eyes, adjusting the straps of the dress as I stood on the podium in the opulent changing room. Of a famous boutique located in Manhattan."Well, I am trying on dresses, am I not?!" I snapped at her in frustration as the stupid strap wouldn't cooperate."Let me..." Vanessa said gently, putting her wine-filled glass down on the coffee table, and walked up to me to adjust the strap of the dress on my back."I would do him. You have nothing to lose." Lesley says, shrugging. A wide grin on her face."This dress is hideous." I turn sideways looking, at my reflection in the mirror
The Hurricanes: After the Kiss Chapter 9- VIP
-Damian-I spin the pen between my fingers. The movement was almost compulsive. The sun had moved high and the papers were still scattered all over my office desk.Usually, by now, everything would be in order. Sorted through, done.I brush my thumb over my bottom lip and push out of my chair to take off my grey suit jacket, then drape it over the back of my chair.I look out of the window, unclasp my cufflinks, roll the sleeves up toward my elbows, and exhale sharply.Just as I sat down and picked up the document again, the intercom buzzed."Mr. Sinclair? Your mother is here. Should I let her in?"
The Hurricanes: After the Kiss Chapter 8- I do not want to be a burden.
-Isabella-My whole body was still thrumming with the memory of his touch. Every single brush of his skin against mine was diverting my focus from what mattered.I should have gotten over Damian hours ago. But instead, my mind lingered on his proximity to me this morning. His firm muscles against my body were so familiar and so unwelcome.Especially now.I closed my eyes hard, repelling any and every memory of those eyes that were as dark as the richest coffee in the world.Yet, no matter how hard I try, they keep inviting themselves to the front of my mind.I keep biting the dried skin off my bottom lip, anxiously.
The Hurricanes: After the Kiss Chapter 7- Breakfast
-Isabella-The dining room is too bright and too airy, but I still feel like iI'm suffocating. Everyone is already seated, and the only space left is next to my sister, right across from Damian.We are sitting across from each other like we're getting ready for war. A battle between two people who had a mere moment together in a club.I think to myself, desperately trying to downplay the interaction from last night.The conversation doesn't stop. Mark and Emma's voices fill the room with soft chatter. Damian is sitting quietly, looking into his coffee cup as if it might hold all the answers.I walk deeper into the room. "Just in time, breakfa
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