Isabella's point of view.I half expected him to decline answering that question. Go back on his word of being a man without secrets.However, I did not expect him to drop his laptop on the bed, just so he could face me fully. The hint of a beard was already on his face, making him look a bit more matured for his age.Jason pursed his lips as he kept his eyes on me, like he was considering the best way to answer the question."Why did I agree to get married to you, irrespective of me saying no multiple times when you asked," He repeated the question, eyebrows raised in amusement.I nodded. That was something I really wanted to know. What changed his mind, what made him agree to do this?I knew it wasn't his deep, everlasting love for me because that shit did not exist. He did not feel the slightest drop of emotions for me, except the lust that was in his veins. The only thing he wanted to do was fuck me and then he would discard me.But did he tell or show you that? The heart of mine

Isabella's point of view.I dropped onto the bed like a sack of clothes, fully exhausted and wanting nothing more than someone to bring something sweet for me and get me a massage. Jason would be running late, he was with Amethyst so at least I got that part figured out. Preparing the bath for myself took a considerable amount of time but when I finally got myself soaked into it, I thanked myself for doing it.I had added a bath bomb and used a scented candle to make the place smell nice. Leaving my phone in the bedroom was a last minute priority because I needed to fully immerse myself in the water.The last thing I needed was something to distract me.And then I asked Siri to play me some soothing music and finally, I allowed myself to relax.The last three days had been hell. There was a lot of orders, I had to make hundreds of new designs and then get them ready in a week's time. Julius had been working overnight too, he was literally my backbone at this moment, bringing me snack

Isabella's point of view."Jason is giving me some bipolar vibes, one minute he's hot and the next he's cold and brooding," Cameron took a seat close to me in the designs room.I was working on a new design for a famous client's birthday. One I had gotten a really huge budget to work with so I had to make sure it doesn't flop.I stuck a pin to the side of the mannequin, "It's kind of surprising, always keeping me on my toes and such but it's annoying. I want him to want me," I raised a piece of the cloth up and stuck another pin to that place.The design had to be perfect. A perfect design was going to pave the way for more works for me, famous. Everyone would know me.I could feel Cameron's full attention on me, "Why do you want him to want you? Especially since you don't want him," Cameron knew what she was doing, asking those kind of questions and trapping me against a wall.Also she knew how I felt about Jason. How much I was supposed to hate him but she didn't know the reason why.

Isabella's point of view.Girl's night out was an integral part of my childhood. It was something that happened once every month with my mom, where we would splurge on snacks and all the junk we could find, find somewhere to go to and just spend the day being our silly and goofy selfs without feeling judged.Mom taught me a lot of things during those girl's night outs.For some reason, I had to do the same for Amethyst. Give her a place to belong, even if I wasn't going to be with her for the rest of her life.Cameron brought out the pack of fruit juice from her car, passing it on to me so she could bring out the ingredients for the cake she intended to bake."It's sweet you know," She started, "Doing all this for Amethyst after she grew up without a maternal figure around," She elaborated after seeing my confused expression."She had her grandmother."Cameron scoffed, "Not the same thing," We walked away from the car and towards the apartment building."A grandmother dotes on her gra

Isabella's point of view."How about a flight to Paris? Los Angeles? Scotland?" Jason kept on listing places after places we could visit for a little vacation.Amethyst was painting a picture of a Disney princess and wasn't really listening to her dad while I tried to focus on a new design for the celebrity whose birthday dress I had been working on for quite some time now."Or we should visit the McClain mansion, I had it recently evacuated and renovated once Cal sold it to me," His text came forward to my phone, showing a picture of the house Cameron had grown up in and had so many memories with.I rolled my eyes at him, "Whatever place you pick is appropriate, I don't really care about it," I dropped my phone down without even looking at the picture really well.If Jason understood the vibe I was giving, he didn't say anything. All he did was watch me for the next few minutes while he pretended to watch something on his phone. I wouldn't allow Jason humiliate me like he did before