บททั้งหมดของ BURNING FOR DADDY: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Isabella's POV Cole retreated with a scoff.“I just don't want you wasting so much time. We need to get these things done as soon as possible.” His voice descended and I heaved a deep sigh. “I will let you know as soon as I have something. No one wants justice as much as I do. I will make sure Damien pays for what he did to my dad.” I assured Cole. “But I need you to calm down. I can't think straight and have anything done if you are pressuring me like this.” I complained. “I'm sorry,” He apologised.“It's fine, we will talk later.” I said firmly. “Wait!” Cole yelled into the phone, and I frowned. “What do you want this time?” I groaned. “My mom wants to have dinner with you. She wants to meet with you.” Cole revealed and my face twisted into a frown.“Why?” My voice disagreed with him. “We are pretending to be in love right? If we are going to make this work. We must cover all corners.” He explained. “Now that you mention it. How come you have a mother? Didn't Damien kill yo

ISABELLA’S POVThe ride back home was silent and fast. I didn't want anyone to notice my absence for long. The doctor ordered that I take complete rest, and my mother would nag me to death if she knew I disobeyed. As soon as I alighted from my car, I felt a burning gaze over me and looked up. My eyes met with Damien's, and his intense gaze sparked hotness in me. His eyes were filled with lust, and I quickly looked away. I'm trying my best to think and make decisions with a clear head. I can't keep doing that if I keep fucking my him. Even though it's one of the instruments of my plan, I need to be careful so I don't become too obvious. Damien will notice something is off if I suddenly become too open. He's a smart man.“Don't tell me you were with that boy, Cole.” Damien's voice bounced into my ear as soon as I walked into the sitting room. My gaze shifted to him with a deep sigh. Wasn't he just in his room? “Stop being so overprotective, stepfather.” I scolded him jokingly, and

Cole's POVI walked out hand in hand with my mother and opened the car door for her. We both made sure to smile all through the night. It was the only way to deceive those fools and make them believe we actually liked them. “Goodnight my darling friend.” My mother greeted Celeste, and my eyes rolled at the reeking mockery. I wonder how Celeste never perceived my mother's hatred for her. I drove out of the Blackwood mansion, my mind boiling with hatred and anger. “I wonder who the hell he thinks he is to tell me what to do. Did you see how overprotective he was of Isabella? He makes me want to puke so bad.” I sneered and my mother chuckled mockingly.“Don't you dare fall in love with that girl, son. Not now, not ever. She's only a stepping stone to achieve our aim.” My mother warned and my face crumbled into a frown.“Who said I'm planning on falling in love with her? I have no idea what you are saying mom.” I countered and she shook her head. “You seem to care about her all of a s

Isabella's POV My feet halted, and I squinted my eyes thinly, trying to make sense of what I had just seen. I moved closer and lowered myself to the floor.“What is that?” I wondered, and I picked it up. My eyes widened with shock as soon as I made sense of what it was. “This belonged to dad. It was his favourite necklace.” I muttered and wrapped my palm around it. “What the hell is this doing in Damien's room? I suddenly have a million questions in my head. My face twisted into a frown, and I didn't know what to think or how to react.I brought myself up and scanned the necklace. “Blood?” I gasped with my palm over my mouth. I didn't want to think bad of what I was seeing, but it does look like blood. My eyes burned with tears, but I quickly sniffed it back. Now is not the time to get unnecessarily emotional. I have to think critically and work my way around it. Suddenly, I heard the door creaked open, and I quickly threw the necklace inside my bra. I panicked and didn't know w

Isabella's POV It's been three days since the argument I had with Damien and we haven't seen much of each other since then. He leaves for work before I wake up, and he usually comes back home late at night. Not being able to see and talk to him these past few days has been killing me more than I'm willing to admit. I seriously can't believe how much influence he has over me. I dressed up very early today hoping I would run into him as I proceed to go to the laboratory for the DNA test results. “Damien!” I called out to him almost running the minute my eyes caught sight of him about to get into his car. “Isabella, we will talk…” His voice disappeared the minute he laid his eyes on me and I could swear he's probably punching the air in his mind right now.Well this was exactly what I intended. I want him to see me and not be able to breathe. That way he will realise he actually can't live without me. “What do you want, Isabella?” He cleared his throat and asked firmly. My face fel