Isabella's POV Another week has gone by and mama just went out again to search for the perfect mark to scam. After Tristan called me I panicked, especially since my mother heard that I was on the phone with someone. My mother has managed to take away everything I love from me, I didn't want to give her something else to take away so I lied about who I was talking to on the phone. I told her that it was the lawyer telling me that the divorce settlement had been deposited into my account. The truth is that I had no choice but to lie to her. After that I switched off my phone and threw in my closet. I told my mother that I didn't know where it was, I just couldn't risk Tristan calling me when my mother is around. She could just make the situation worse for me. Leaving him was hard enough, I don't think that I can do it again. My sis has decided to sleep in yet again. I don't know what it is with her the

So I moved out of the hotel and found myself a small studio apartment, it was small and cosy but it had one of the most beautiful views of the city. I didn't actually need much space since I might not even be here for long. My mother had sent me the details about the man that I was supposed to con next, I organised for us to meet, I bumped into him and purposely spilt tea on the white dress I was wearing. He was so mortified, he offered to buy a new dress. I told him that the dress was old so no need to replace it, he insisted I atleast have dinner with him. I knew then that I had him where I wanted. I had hooked my fish because he fell for the bait. After our first date, I had already had him hooked on me. I told him what I thought he wanted to her and he listened. After our date he invited me to lunch, I went again and pretended to be the perfect date, it was in our fourth date when he officially asked me to be his gir

Tristan's POV  At first I had doubts about what who I saw, I even thought that I was imagining things but when my brother came up with her on stage, I knew exactly who she was, even under the mask I could still see the real her. I just wonder why she came here with that douchebag Nick. Nick might be handsome and he might also be rich but he is a class A prick, he is not seri about anything in life, as the only child, he feels like everything is owed to him, he buys expensive cars only to crash them when he is drunk, he throws away money useless things, he spends most of his money on high end prostitutes. He has never worked a day in his life, his father was supposed to retire last year and hand over the company to him to run but he messed that up as well, on the first quarter of him in charge he lost over fifty percent in profit shares thus forcing his father to stay on.In a nutshell, he is not respo

Tristan's POV  I took a huge risk and I hope that it pays off, after the auction I saw Nick leaving with the bimbo he was with and that made me extremely happy, I don't even know what she saw in him. She could do so much better with someone who knows what they want. I am glad that I finally found her again and we spoke, it has been weeks since I last saw her and being with her again felt like a dream. We have set up a date to meet in the next coming days and I can't wait. I was in my office minding my own business, I had started working on putting together the money we raised for the charities so that I can hand out the cheques. I don't have a doubt that the money will do a lot of help, I will personally see to it. I donated a lot of money to the charities and even though it's for a good course, I did it entirely for my own selfish reasons, I didn't want anyone to outbid me, I had to mak

Tristan's POV  Talking to my brother has given me a lot to think about, especially when it comes to Isabella, I want her and I have to have her. I don't think I've wanted anything else more than the way I wanted to be with Isabella. I love her a lot and I am man enough to admit it. It's kind of cute because any other woman would have thrown themselves at my feet, why wouldn't they? I am young, I am rich and handsome. Any other woman would have grabbed the opportunity with both hands. They would have been here already. After my brother left I realised something. I realised that Isabella is afraid of something, I just don't know what it is, maybe the things that I think attract women to me , might be the very things that scares Isabella away from me.   I can't say that I blame her either, guys like me are usually play boys, they age countless girlfriends. The first time I