She didn't know how to swim. That didn't surprise me at all. She didn't know how to swim yet she had boldly walked to the pool. I sort to correct that. I wanted her to learn to fight incase an incident of what her uncle did or what Isadora did happened again, I was added swimming to the list, she needed to learn how to swim.Her hands were tangled behind my neck, I could feel her breath gently caress my neck and the same smell of raspberry tingled my nose hairs. She liked raspberries huh? Or was it just another shampoo she used?Immediately we got inside the house we unexpectedly ran into my two siblings. The look on their faces telling me that they weren't in the least bit happy with my choice in a partner. And that's the thing with having a wealthy family, they all expected that you'd flow what stereotypes said. If you were rich then marry a girl from a rich family and if you were poor then marry a girl from your same criteria."Evening,"I greeted them taking the stairs with Eleanor

"Do you think I'm grumpy?" I asked Blaze the first thing I got in the office for the meeting about the finalisation of the Mill project."What?" Blaze questioned unamused."Forget about it. Eleanor said it and she sort of messed me up"Braulio. That I resembled a certain character from a Spanish telenovela who was always grumpy, put himself above his family, not to mention hit his own wife and son, loved a woman he couldn't have and would kill just to protect his La Donna. We were nothing alike, although Eleanor insisted on comparing me to him. That Mrs Chang was right and had a valid reason for calling me Braulio."Since when did you listen to her, man? Wait. Don't tell me- are you? Do you love her?""No...she said something and it bothered me do you have to draw your irrational conclusions everytime I bring her up?""Well,I'm just saying. You want her to love you not the other way around, she's Gregory's daughter, the sharpest arrow in his the quiver. His real daughter. You can marr

The kiss was gentle and at the same time demanding. I could taste his mouthwash and inhale his masculine scent by having him so close. I guess I got carried away. Carried away by the fact that his hands roamed my body, carried away by the fact that just when I thought he was done, that he was parting from me, he grabbed hold of my upper lip simultaneously letting go and grabbing hold of my bottom lip.Like a dazed woman I got deeper into the kiss letting him gain entry into my mouth. For a while there, it was me and him. Something so impossible and yet true. It felt like it was me and him in the room. The illusion of our hearts beating rapidly blinded me not to let go, only after parting from the kiss and seeing his eyes did I realize it was all for show.Our foreheads rested on each other, our noses almost touched as the lights from the cameras flashed between us. Parting from the embrace, he grabbed hold of my hand protecting me from the gnarly questions the paparazzi had.When is th

"Would you calm down please? Everyone's worried so quit acting like you are the only one here that's affected by everything,"Blaze said,"and plus that girl didn't deserve being treated like that"Calm down, sure. It was easy for him to say. Unlike him everything solely depended on me. Mario couldn't handle such an issue, Drizella on the other hand never worked well under pressure that's why I had called Blaze to help me fix the matter. Only Blaze instead of doing the actual freaking job, he was out here trying to act like a saint.They all knew Daniel Harman. They all knew how in a matter of seconds he would drown a steady ship. Rogers Co's reputation wasn't going to be tainted simply because there was a snitch among us. I wouldn't let my father's company be dragged to the mud. One simple accusation like 'stealing someone else designs' would ruin us. Our clients would want to withdraw from the ongoing projects and ultimately we would end up bankrupt.I tried looking at everything, tri

Bar fights. I never got into bar fights before and now, I had left a man half dead in some bar downtown. It didn't matter though, I would have killed him right there and then if he so much as laid another finger on her.I suppose that's how it worked. Even back then I was always her guardian angel, her protective big brother and she, my little sister. Except the Isabella I knew had grown up, had no recollections of us and was even more stubborn than before.Immediately Cam opened the gates to my mansion, I steadily drove around, parking my car infront of the house. Looking at her, sleeping so peacefully while snuggling my jacket closely to her body made me smile rather than be mad that she plainly denied of knowing me. She was mad that much I had figured and I suppose in one way or another her anger was justified.I had not only let my anger and stress on her but also told her to leave. At that point, I didn't know whether I was telling her to leave my life or my company. I got out o