All Chapters of His to Preserve: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

ISLA’S POVLast week was a lot to process. I had it rough and I confided in Sab and she told me not to worry. I tried calling Cade but he didn't respond, I texted and he didn't even open my messages. I feel betrayed and used, if only he could just say something to reassure me that it was all a mistake and our plan was still on. But my calls were being forwarded to voicemail, making it worse.I got to work and started on with my day. “Miss Campbell, could you drop this at Mr. Lucan’s table please?” Caroline, his middle aged secretary asked.“Yea, sure” I responded.I told myself I was only going to drop the file on Lucan’s desk and go straight back to work. I knocked twice with no response, I exhaled slowly and pushed the door open. Lucan wasn't in I guess. I stood there for a moment, staring at the polished wood, the familiar scent of leather and his cologne greeted me. Everything in Lucan’s office was arranged with obsessive accuracy. Not a pen or paper looks out of placeI walked t

CADE’S POVMy phone has been blowing up with congratulatory calls and texts. Vanessa’s announcement somehow made everyone forget what happened between Lucan and I. The media kept asking when we would be getting married. It all seems quick. Vanessa showed me a pregnancy strip revealing she was pregnant and I really do not want to believe it's true. Isla had fainted after she heard Vanessa was pregnant. I was rushing after her when Aunt Cordelia held me back. She told me to give Isla time and space to heal and recover from the shock.I'm really sad for putting Isla through so much. That's why I'm meeting up with Julien to discover what he found out while I try to prove my innocence and expose Lucan. I loosened my tie and tossed it onto the desk. It landed beside a stack of documents. I ran my fingers through my hair and lit a cigarette as Julien walked into my quiet office as well.“Sir.” he said, looking up. Digging his hands into his bag to retrieve his laptop. He placed it gently o

CADE’S POVI stood in my office staring at the city through the large glass window, my hands clenched and unclenched on my desk. Proving my innocence and clearing my name was fucking good. I've gained back the trust of some of the board members and a good number re-invested while the others promised to get back. But that wasn’t the only thing on my mind. Lucan still needs to be caught with concrete evidence that could hold in court. I was so deep in thought and lost in my world that I didn’t hear my phone ring. It vibrated again and I quickly picked it, hoping it was a special someone…“Marcus… talk to me” I said immediately, no time for pleasantries. Marcus is the inside man I placed in London, to report Lucan’s activities back to me. He keeps me updated and now I hope he’s got some good news. “Lucan made his move.” He said, making my heart speed up expectantly.“What move?” I asked. “There was an emergency board meeting. You weren’t informed? He asked shockingly, I tried racking m

ISLA’S POVThe room smelt very familiar. It was a scent that I was used to but while my nose worked, my eyes felt too heavy to open. Sandalwood…that’s the scent, sandalwood. I let myself drown in it, feeling its goodness. The bed and pillows felt different as well, softer and silky on my skin. I managed to open my eyes and looked around the room. Where’s this? How did I get here? I stood up and noticed it was Cade’s mansion in the States. No way I slept all the way from London here…that would be some embarrassing shit.I quickly brushed my teeth and took a shower using Cade’s shower gel and moisturizer. I definitely smell like him now. I searched for something decent to wear because I couldn’t find my clothes…I guess they’re in the washroom.I raced down in a white T-shirt, tied my hair in a messy bun and followed the scent of breakfast to the kitchen. Oh my goodness, his kitchen is huge. He stood shirtless and barefooted, wearing a black sweatpants that hung dangerously low on his

ISLA’S POVThe Thorne estate smelled exactly the way it always had as I walked through the large gates. It's been ages since I've been here and I'm not going to pretend that I didn't miss my work here, Sab and this bustling warm city. Working with Lucan felt like living a fake life in pretense. My heels clicked as I walked down the hallway, past the portraits hung on the wall…Well, I chose not to spare them a glance today. Seeing that my office had already been cleaned, I settled on my seat immediately getting to work. Letters, photographs, the estate’s private collection; all need my help, and not to brag, no one does it better than me. I'd chosen to wear something nice for my “return” back to the Thorne estate…something professional yet simple. I'm yet to see Cade, after that wonderful night at his mansion. He had called that a driver would come pick me up to work, but I was already close to the estate.I set my bag on the desk, pulled out my laptop, and started sorting the first