All Chapters of Kidnapping Madam Hills: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The party had just begun to pick up. A few friends had arrived with drinks and banter, his sister had brought the snacks, his brother was setting up the stereo player and prepping the playlist but it still was not complete. Adrian looked about and realized that someone very important was nowhere to be found. He searched with his eyes around the room and still could not find her. "What's good, birthday boy?" his cousin asked as he placed a bottle of beer in his hand, "You look a little distracted. What? you're not enjoying your party?" "Nah, it's not that. Hey, have you seen Isabelle anywhere?" he asked, his eyes still roaming the room for any sign of her. "Yeah. I saw her go upstairs. She looked a little upset though, trouble in paradise?" "Nah, nothing like that. You said she looked upset?" "Yeah. Like someone made her cry or something" Adrian immediately got to his feet and handed his cousin back the beer bottle. "Where did you say you saw her head off to?" "Upstair

This would officially be the first time that Isabelle had stepped into a car as classy as Theodore's BMW. She had initially doubted him when he mentioned that he would have her dropped off in the car by one of the chauffeurs but he didn't appear to be kidding. The man had even gone as far as walking her downstairs while holding her bag for her. Isabelle knew she was getting herself into something that they felt was something she could not handle. If only they knew. She was no foolish teenager, swayed easily by money and sugar coated words. She knew what kind of man Theodore was. His kind was not rare in this world and she had bumped into one too many of them. She was only glad that he was too blinded by his pride to even see that she was playing him for a fool. Regardless, Isabelle knew that her time in the Hills residence was numbered but she was going to get what she wanted before she left. After informing the driver, who was one of the house workers called Emmanuel where

"Momma, I thought you wouldn't make it." Isabelle pulled away from their embrace so she could look him in the eye. "Do you really think that I would miss your birthday for the world? My little baby is a whole thirteen years old today" Brain chuckled and rolled his eyes. "It isn't that big of a deal, Momma. There are a bunch of kids my age out there" "Yeah, but none of them are my little Brian" "I'm not that little anymore you know" "My apologies. You're a whole grown man now. Have you been taking care of your grandma?" she asked and he nodded his head eagerly. "Tell, the truth, baby" Isabelle's mother, Rosie said with a smile and the boy shook his head. "No, I really have.I make my own lunch too" Isabelle gave her mother a shocked look. "Momma, you let him near the gas cooker?" "Oh please, you were making breakfast, lunch and dinner at his age," she shut the door and made her way to the nearest couch, "Plus, you'd be surprised how good a cook the little man i

Isabelle could not blame him. He was used to thrift shopping and had never been in a proper store. The air of the shoe store was one was filled with buzz and energy. Colors of different brands of sneakers assaulted their eyes and to Brian, his 13 year old brain found it hard to take in everything at once. He had only looked into the store from the outside because neither he nor his grandmother could afford to go in and buy anything and he was too ashamed to window shop in front of others. The sheer volume of footwear overcame him like a tornado and while he excitedly navigated the aisles, his mother and grandmother trailed behind him. He stopped in front of a pair of high-top red sneakers which was among the latest release of his favorite shoe company that had been endorsed by his favorite basketball player. He had dreamed of having those shoes on his feet. He did not believe that it was something that his mother could afford but while he was here, he didn't see the ha

Ramon mindlessly drove down the roads that eventually led to his house until he finally arrived at his one story wooden cabin just outside of town. He took a deep breath as he looked at it. It housed one large responsibility and one unforseen beautiful problem. He turned off the ignition, got out of the car, took out the groceries, locked the door and made his way inside. The front door was closed but not locked and the house was quiet. "I'm home!" he called out as he placed the bag atop the dinning table. His mind went back to the morning he had carried Hannah down the stairs and placed her on one of the chairs. She had looked so gorgeous under the rays of the early morning light. A part of him wanted to go check on her but he needed to see Theresa first and make sure that she was feeling at least good enough to walk about. "Tee? I'm back," he announced as he walked toward her bedroom. The door was open and she was laying on her bed, staring up at the ceiling, "Hey,Tee.