Belle's POVThe situation was quite ridiculous but I stood there with a slashed cheeks, too stunned to speak while I looked at Lucy as she destroyed every wine in the celar. So much for a woman whom I thought was always calm. Christian gritted his teeth at me as he struggled to walk through the mess to get to his mother. The breaking and swinging continued and she did so with so much tenacity, without any care in the world."I asked you to stay the hell back, didn't I?" Christian asked but I didn't reply, the slight pain on my cheeks was beginning to set in. He turned back to her, trying everything within his power to get to where she stood but the broken bottles and continuous destruction was too much for him to concentrate."Hey mum," he called. "it's me, stop that right now." He said."He called for a stupid dinner and he's nowhere to be found?" Lucy screamed. "He was supposed to be here two hours ago like he said.""You're drunk ma, I'm sure he's on his way." Christian said usi

Belle's POVThere was a look of contentment on Lucy's face when she took off the glasses and one of shock and fear in Jessie's.Gabrielle stood, oblivious to what was amiss and stretched her hands towards Jessie for a handshake.When the latter absentmindedly took her hand, she had no option but to turn to Lucy and asking with her eyes what was going on."Is there a problem?" Gabrielle asked staring between the both of them. "Aunt?"Lucy smiled. "Sit down Brie. I think Jessie here has an introduction to do."Gabrielle reluctantly took her seat beside me again and turned to look at me. The look on my face must have still had the shock expression in it because she threw her hands in the air."What is going on?" Gabrielle asked me.Lucy smiled again and this time, turned to give me a weird look. "Isn't she stunning, Belle."Women were really very dangerous when they've been scorned and wealthy women, more dangerous.I cleared my throat before finding the voice to speak. "She is, Lucy." I

Christian's POVI watched Belle's face as I showed to her the picture of one of the women. There was no expression there. She just sat and stared. Narrowing down the many list I had to just two had not been an easy task. Louisa had been very helpful cancelling the ones that lived afar and narrowing it down to ten for me.Belle looked at the picture and after a while, shook her head absentmindedly. "She's not." She replied. There was actually something in her voice that said otherwise."Are you sure, Belle? She's the most likely to be the one I am searching for."She studied again, tilted her head to the side and gave a gaze of someone who was really trying her best to recall."She's not. Your father's Jessie is really stunning."At her words, I looked at the picture, wondering what wasn't stunning in the woman i saw. "She's also very stunning, Belle." I said, shaking my head and swiping my phone to the next picture. "What about this one?" I asked her.This other Jessie was dark in

Belle's POVStaring at the ceiling in my room, I wondered just how to get up and prepare for the meeting Gabrielle, Lucy and I would be having with Jessie. Something in me felt like she would run away from the city but at the same time, she didn't look like a timid woman.I got up from the bed and decided to run a quick shower, all the while thinking about my situation with Christian. Yesterday had been a weird one as I was desperately hiding from him. We hadn't seen each other since the other night where he had asked me to sit and have a drink with him but I had been too scared to. I knew it wasn't going to end well and really didn't want us acting weird towards each other.After dressing up in casual jumpsuit and parking my hair in a ponytail, I picked up my purse and walked out of the room hoping sincerely that Christian was out already.But he wasn't.He sat in the living room, staring at the television and sipping his coffee slowly. His head turned when I allighted and his eyes l

Belle's POVHis face was closer to mine and I could feel his breath on my cheeks. It was confusing what he wanted and annoying that I really wanted the desires I saw in his eyes to be true.After spending close to two months with him, I still wasn't aware what our relationship was. Was he still angry with me? Is he coming around to forgiving me? Or does he only want to act on the tension between the both of us and continue his behavior when he's gotten what he wanted.I looked at Christian again, trying desperately to read his mind but his eyes on me made it difficult to think.I loved the way his gaze usually travels from my face and lingers on my lips. It made me feel desired and desperately wanted. His eyes does the magic, making my heart beat with excitement.But things like this was not want you decide on impulse. The remaining months of my life as his wife depended on my decision this moment."Step away, Christian." I said softly to him, turning my face away and fixing my stare