All Chapters of The Seductive Whisper Of Desire : Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

The morning sun slipped through the slits of the window blinds, casting soft golden rays across the bed. Its gentle glow caressed the face of the sleeping figure, highlighting the delicate features of someone lost in a peaceful dream.Half an hour passed before Isabella’s lashes began to flutter, her eyes slowly blinking open, adjusting to the warm light that now bathed the room.For a few seconds, Isabella’s eyes remained fixed on the ceiling, her mind slowly catching up with reality. A moment later, she turned her head to the side and there he was, lying beside her, effortlessly handsome even in sleep.‘Gosh… I actually had sex last night,’ she mused, the thought sending a wave of disbelief and heat through her. Isabella swallowed hard, biting her upper lip as her lashes fluttered, memories of the night before flickering like sparks in her mind.‘I… should get going before he wakes up and asks for something else,’ Isabella thought, her heart skipping slightly as she sat up abrupt

After her bath, Isabella wrapped a pink towel around her chest and padded over to the bed, sinking onto the edge with a sigh.“What am I gonna do now?” she wondered deep within herself but the answer was quite fast for reach. All through the day, Isabella’s mind wrestled with chaos on how to avoid the man who turned out to be her stepfather, and how to confront her ex who showed up at her mother’s house and lied through his teeth like nothing had ever happened.“Isabella, aren’t you coming out to have dinner?” Evelyn asked softly after knocking on the door.For the entire day, Isabella had locked herself in, and guilt was beginning to gnaw at Evelyn because she has a feeling her daughter was upset due to the way she yelled at in the morning. “Isabella, are you in there?” Evelyn questioned once more, her voice laced with worry.Still, no answer. Only silence. Cold and heavy.She let out a loud sigh, turned around and made her way back inside her room. “Honey,” Sebastian called out,

The morning sun peeked through Isabella's window, casting soft golden rays across her face. She fluttered her lashes a few times before narrowing her eyes, adjusting to the sudden brightness that filled the room.A sigh escaped Isabella's lips as her gaze locked on the ceiling, unmoving, lost in thought."Pftt," she exhaled heavily, dragging herself up to sit on the edge of the bed, her hair tumbling over her shoulders like a wild halo.For a few lingering seconds, Isabella’s mind was trapped in the haze of last night’s conversation with her stepfather—every word, every glance, playing on repeat, but then, a loud knock shattered the silence, snapping her out of her daze.Isabella flinched, her heart skipping as her head jerked toward the door, brows arched in surprise.“Who’s there?” she called out, her voice low but laced with unease.“Hey, I made breakfast,” Evelyn’s calm voice floated through the door, laced with warmth. “Why don’t you come downstairs and eat?”Isabella sighed sof

Just like the day before, Isabella spent the entire day locked inside her room. As the hours dragged on, boredom and loneliness slowly crept in.In an attempt to distract herself, she reached out to a few friends over text but once the casual chitchat fizzled out, the crushing wave of boredom returned back. Sigh!Staring at the wall clock in the sitting room, Isabella let out an exhausted sigh as her shoulders slumped. The time read a few minutes past four in the evening.“It’s already too late for lunch… I might as well get some fresh air,” she muttered to herself. With that, she stepped out of her room and headed out of the house, deciding to explore the city for a while.As Isabella strolled down the bustling roadside, the sounds of the city buzzed all around her. Cars were honking, vendors were shouting and music were spilling from shop doors. Isabella wandered into a few coffee shops, her eyes scanning for “Workers Wanted” signs, hoping to land a job that would keep her fro

For a split second, neither of them dared to utter a word.Isabella, still holding the edge of the towel, was so caught off guard by the moment that she instinctively let go, causing the towel to drop silently to the floor.They stood frozen, both stunned by the sudden turn of events.And finally, a minute later, Sebastian bent down and swiftly grabbed the fallen towel from the floor. His movements were sharp, his jaw tense as he straightened up and slowly turned to face Isabella.“I… I’m so sorry,” she stammered, her voice barely holding steady as the words tumbled out in fragments.Sebastian scoffed, his eyes locking onto hers with a chilling intensity. “Sorry?” he echoed, one brow arching in suspicion.“Are you trying to…” he took a slow step closer, his voice dropping lower, rougher. “Do you want me, Isabella?”With a swift motion, Isabella shook her head. “No,” she said, trying to steady her voice, but the tremble in her tone betrayed her unease.“I didn’t mean to pull the towel