2. TWO YEARS LATER

Isabella came home to the same emptiness that had been greeting her for the past two years. Silence so profound as if there is no sign of life, just her. This has been her life these two years, an empty home. It wasn't that the Raynotts didn't ask her to live with them but it was just her who wasn't used to more than one person in her space. So after their wedding, Aiden and her moved out.

The house was Aiden's but just in name, she couldn't remember the last time he came here. While she wasn't in a state of giving their relationship a chance in the beginning, when she tried to afterwards he was never present. So even if they had been married for more than two years now, they are still the same as they had been before. He never touched her, while she had some doubts in starting whether he was fuckin' someone else, they were cleared after a conversation with him.

The most intimacy they shared was the kiss on their wedding and that was the only intimacy they shared. Even the few public events they had to attend, it was just a hand over her waist, no matter how much she tried to look good for him, he never gave her a glance.

She was getting tired of this, he never talked to her on her own accord, and she gave up trying to converse with him after his clear annoyance. They never talked even before their wedding, Aiden was four years older than her and his circle had always been different from hers. It was Seth who used to be with her, they were playmates since childhood and Aiden was just his older brother.

But it's not exactly the case, while Isabella was betrothed to Seth, the only person who ever took hold of her heart was his older brother, Aiden. The crush of the fifteen year old over the nineteen year old Aiden somehow blossomed into love. But as he never even looked her way, she gave up, she knew there was no chance of anything happening between them.

The wedding had given her an illusion that maybe things will change now, but it was just her wistful thinking, nothing more. Even more, he treats her more like a stranger than he did before, he doesn't even look at her.

Ring, Ring. The phone's ringtone snatched her attention away, " Hello. I'll be there. " It was Aiden's chauffeur who called, Aiden had gotten drunk and wasn't in the condition to move. This was the second time it happened and she checked the date to see that once again it was on their anniversary. He had gotten drunk last year too but that time he was in his house not outside.

Picking up her keys she made her way out, not thinking about how heart broke at the thought that he'd rather get drunk on their anniversary than meet her. It had already been a month since she saw him and she wasn't in the mood to care what his reaction would be in the morning, she just wanted to bring him back.

Reaching the club where he was, she saw him leaning against his car, Aiden wasn't a messy drunkard, he was a calm one, he gets so calm after drinking that no one could guess he has alcohol in his system. But the stench of alcohol was too strong on his to ignore it.

" Let's go home. " She said to him while holding his arm, she had no idea if he'll be able to walk on his own.

" Isabella " The sting didn't hurt less, even after knowing each other all their life he still calls her that.

" Hmm. Come. " She ignored the pang of hurt and brought him towards her car.

Helping him into the passenger seat, she moved towards the pilot seat. He wasn't wearing his seatbelt, " Aiden. "

" Hm. "

" Seatbelt. "

" oh. "

He fastened the seatbelt and she started the car, twenty minutes later they were in the place that was supposed to be their home. But it was just a house they had been living in, or more like Isabella had been living in because Aiden tried to be out as much as he could. He had been on an International trip for the past month and today when he arrived this was his condition.

She moved out of the car and turned to see him struggling with his seatbelt. Moving to his side she opened the door before helping him out, she could feel him watching her, so calmly just like a predator watches his prey, with utmost patience.

She helped him out of the car and to his room, they still lived in different rooms and it might just be her first time in his.

Helping him out of his jacket she placed it on the couch, and he just stood there letting her do it. Moving to the closet she brought a pair of tshirt and trousers before shoving them to him. He raised his eyebrows as if asking him what to do with it.

There was no sign of drunkenness on his face, if it wasn't for the scent of alcohol on him which almost overpowered his own woodsy scent, she would've thought he was joking with her.

As he didn't move, she finally sighed before giving up. " Don't change then. " She turned around saying that but Aiden held her, " Help me. " She was shocked as if she heard something wrong.

" They're uncomfortable. " He said again and she saw that he must've been wearing those since he boarded the flight and knowing how tired he must've been she gave in.

She helped him sit on the bed before handing him a glass of cold water in hopes of getting the alcohol down a bit, but when you have as much alcohol as he did, water isn't of much effect is it?

He gulped it all in one go and once again looked at her as if waiting for her to go on.

" Don't regret it tomorrow. "

Saying that she started to unbutton his shirt, but as she proceeded after the second one she found herself unable to be unaffected. It was the first time she was doing this not just with him but in her entire 28 years of life she never did it. Is it weird? Maybe it is but it's not like it matters but as she unbuttoned his third button and his sculpted chest came into view she found herself unable to move further.

" Why did you stop? " Aiden asked her, his tone serious as if he didn't know the effect he had on her, but maybe he didn't. And even if he did, drunk Aiden definitely didn't.

She finally removed his shirt from him after much struggle and passed him the tshirt all the while trying not to gawk at how his toned his body was, the time spent in the gym showed clearly on the abs he honed.

As she realised he wasn't taking the tshirt she turned to him to find him looking at her. Resigning to her fate she helped him put it on, trying her best to not touch him.

Breathing a sigh of relief as if she had gone through a tough battle she wanted to go back when he held her. " Now what Aiden? "

" Pant. "

" What? " Words couldn't express the shock she felt at his demand, as if to express himself more clearly he took her hand in his and brought it to his belt.

She tried to jerk it off but he held it there tightly and in the struggle her hand brushed against something and she found herself blushing but astonished as she felt it grow.

" Aiden, you... you're drunk. " She said to him.

" I know. So help me. " And he replied to her matter of factly as if that's how it's supposed to be.

The atmosphere in the room started to heat up, she knew she wasn't getting away from this unless she does what he wants, so she complied. It took her exactly two minutes to unbuckle his belt, all the while he just stared at her.

She unbuttoned his pant and stopped, " Go ahead. " Aiden said to her feeling her hesitation.

" You'll regret it in the morning. " She said to him looking into his eyes, while he questioned back, " Will I? "

" Yeah. " She nodded and a serious look came over his face before he said, " Then let me regret something more. "

And he was kissing her, not anything soft or gentle like their wedding but hasty, harsh, rough and untamed just like him at the moment. It took her just a second to respond back, all the reasons why this is wrong thrown into the back of her head.

Her hands moved to his neck grasping him while his went on her waist and pulled her blouse out from her pant. She was still in her work clothes, she didn't resist when his hand moved inside her blouse, but a moan left her as his lips moved to neck, nibbling and sucking on places wherever he moved.

His hand moved to her ass as he picked her up and her legs went around his waist, the position caused her to feel him right at her core and a sound that sounded much like a moan escaped her throat. Aiden groaned at her voice and grinded against her resulting in a moan of both of them.

He walked towards the bed and laid her on it, all the while kissing her. His lips left her and she whined at the loss of contact before she saw him remove his tshirt which she had such difficulty putting on. The sight of his bare chest caused the already gathered wetness between her legs to pool more.

He stomach twisted as his hand went into her blouse once again and latched onto her breast, " Aaaahhhhh" The sound escaped just as he started to mould her breast into his hands.

As if not getting enough, he helped her sit and removed her blouse in a second leaving her just in a bra, but it wasn't enough for him, without giving her a chance to react he unhooked her bra and removed it from her before latching his lips to her breast.

" Aaaaaaannnnnhhhhhhh. "

In between these kisses and roaming of hands, somehow both of them got bare, bare for the other to see, all of them.

" Tell me you won't regret it. " Aiden asked as he kissed her lips once more, " I won't. " She was breathless but her words were clear and that's the only permission he needed.

With a single thrust he was inside her, " Aaaahhh. " It was pain this time but as time went by and he picked up his start, the screams of pain turned to those of pleasure.

They stayed up all night, only falling asleep when the sun started to shine through the curtains.

Aiden pulled her close to him before kissing her shoulder once and closing his eyes.