I asked the bartender for vodka because I wanted to numb my mind, the part which was continuously blaming me for yesterday night.“So, you’re in the mood for getting drunk tonight!” John’s voice brought me back from my chain of thoughts. I smiled forcibly at him.“No, I just want to relax. Work tired me a lot today!” He chuckled softly.“It’s everyone’s problem, my dear. I can bet on it.” And I tried to laugh but failed miserably.“Are you alright, Isabella?” He asked me with concern and I nodded.“Yeah, just tired a little bit but that’s normal. So no need to worry!” I gulped down the whole vodka shot, in one go. John stepped closer in panic.“Isabella!? What are you doing….” I laughed drunkenly at his question because the vodka was starting to affect my system.“Johnny…. I’m good. Hey, bartender, just pour another glass please.” I passed the bartender my glass and he poured the drink into it but John caught my hand.“Isabella don’t…” I pushed his hand away and took the glass, drowni

Last night was perfect but my thoughts were jumbled and I was confused as hell about what I wanted to do.... But then before completely drowning myself in the ocean of unconsciousness, I decided to take the risk and see where my fate takes me...So when the next morning I woke up, I didn’t panic or feel guilty as I was hugging Alexander’s naked torso in my sleep. I tried to move back a little bit but grunted because my head was exploding literally.“I don’t wanna die so soon,” I mumbled and his chest moved. When I looked up at his face, he was looking down at me with a soft smile. My lips also stretched out involuntarily. “Good morning. What’s the time?”“It’s 7.30 A.M.” He told me and I closed my eyes lazily. I feel his hand coming to my head, caressing my hair softly.“I don’t wanna go anywhere today.” I snuggled up to him and he chuckled.“What’s so funny?” I asked him groggily.“I thought you’d strangle me after seeing me in bed with you.” And I sighed.“Alex, I don’t wanna talk a

It was different in the way he was looking at me like he was memorizing every little thing on my face and body. Like he’s worshipping me like he’s thanking the Lord. I recognized these looks because I looked the same way at him.He attacked my lips again without any warning, and after I got over the surprise attack, I kissed him back greedily, hungrily. I just couldn’t get enough of him. I would never get enough of him.I started tearing his clothes apart, starting with his suit jacket which was a tough task and when it didn’t cave in as easily as I thought it would, I groaned frustratingly in Alexander’s mouth and tugged more desperately.Alexander broke the kiss, panting hard and put his hands on my forearms to stop my movements. “Easy, my love!” He soothed, trying to calm down.I shook my head again and bit my lip. I wanted him too much to stop now. I was wild with the desire he built inside of me and damn him if he wasn’t going to do anything about it. I was ready to tie him to th

I was broken out of my reverie when John entered the room but stopped at the door when he saw my state. “Did something happen?” He questioned quietly and I sat upright after shaking my head. “No, I was just wondering about my life, nothing else.” I smiled faintly and he relaxed. “It’ll be alright I promise you, just never lose hope. Okay?” And I nodded with a smile. “Anyway, I came here to inform you about your guest with whom Saira is busy talking.” I raised my eyebrows in question. “But as long as I remember, I wasn’t expecting anyone today.” I started confusedly. “Well, you know him as his name is Jan Aslan.” He announced and my heart stopped for a moment. “What the hell is he doing here?!” I stood up in panic which didn’t go unnoticed by John as he lifted his hands in the air to stop me midway. “Calm down and tell me to make him go away if you’re not comfortable to meet him yet.” He said softly. I continued to look at him but then shook my head. “No, I can’t tell you that

Isabella:“When I saw the pictures spread on the desk, I was shocked and in a state of pure disbelief because I had no idea he could deceive me again, like this. So, he had lied to me on my face about not being with any women all these years and what a fool I was that I believed him once again. Those were the pictures of him with a beautiful woman in a plain white wedding dress and they were both looking at the camera with a smile on their faces, hand in hand, looking happily married. Then there were some recently taken pictures of his wife with a round belly as she was pregnant.There’s also a short letter in the envelope typed by my brother by himself. ’Ugly face, I’m sending you these pictures because I want you to know the truth about that manwhore you’re fucking these days. He’s happily married for 4 years, the day you flew to New York; he married this girl who had been living with him for 4 years. Now, they’re both expecting a child as you can see in the pictures I have sent you