Isabelle X Mayor Novels & Stories

He was going to call him to order after the conference. “I haven't been following, I'll do so now” Isabella replied and stepped out. She went to find Ben and was surprised that her presentation had been shifted to the day after. She will be acting as one of the doctors representing the X-city hospital entirely. “Are you making me the public relation personnel for X-city hospital now?” Isabella complained. She just wants to make her presentation and leave. Now they're getting her committed into an activity that will keep her busy for the three days conference.

Isla’s POV After my little impromptu meeting with the mayor and his crazy ass, I decided I might work with him. A little bit. Not a lot of bit. I don’t trust him. He’s creepy in that polished, smiling for the camera way, and the fact that he only seems to want Maya because she was, in his words, “the best sex of his life” is wild when that woman is also the mother of his child. That alone tells me everything I need to know about his priorities.

In the middle of the sloppy thrusts, a knock came on the door and Zeus’s voice slipped through, hanging heavy in the air. “Mayor, sorry for interrupting but you have a visitor.” Mayor Hanks let out a string of curses, digging in into the woman's snatch until he finally reached the peak of pleasure. He slid out of the woman with a smile, his girth glistening with her juices of desire. “Satisfied, mayor?” She asked, sliding up from the couch, the strap of her dress slithering down her arms, leaving her titties exposed. “At least for now, Isabel.” He responded, spanking her right tit. The woman jerked under his abrupt touch before rising from the couch. “Duty calls. I advice you find your way o

Marcus said, straightening fast, his arm slipping slightly away from Wren. Wren blinked, looking between the two of them, confusion written across her face. "Boss?" Theo repeated. "You two know each other?" Isabelle nodded slowly. "Yeah. He's the manager at one of my father's companies." She kept staring at Marcus, like she was piecing something together. She took a breath, her eyes moving down to his and Wren's joined hands, then back up to his face. "I didn't know he knew–" Her eyes shifted to Wren, understanding dawning. "I mean, I didn't know he and Wren were–" She didn't finish.

“Release Dominic from that inhumane prison. Do it, and I will go and live with you.” Xander seemed exasperated now. “We have talked about this, Katie. There is absolutely nothing that I can do for Dominic.” “That so fucking bullshit. You are the mayor now. And I’m sure that you’re pulling some major strings in this city. You can literally do anything.” Xander smiled. “No,” he said simply.

Fiona's POV "Today's news- Mr. Joshua Parks has shown interest in running for Mayor of Kensington and Chelsea during his charity tour today," the news reporter announced. I sat speechless, chewing on some cookies while Isabella kept a straight face. We hadn’t been on talking terms. So he wanted to go for Mayor? I scoffed, "Interesting." Isabella stood up and walked away. I watched her, regretting the hurtful words I had said to her. The doorbell rang loudly. I walked to it, turning the knob swiftly. A delivery man stood in front with a bouquet of flowers in hand, "Hey."

" Maximo's voice sounded hoarse and hoarse. "However, if something bad happened to Isabella, the whole city would burn, because I would burn it down myself, disappear it to the ground, I would do everything for her and make you pay... Don't you see the difference here?" You think you own everything, because you grow up with money, but she, who grew up with nothing, is the owner of the world, of my world! - Máximo said with authority, pointing to his chest. "Isabella is the head of the Sinclair family and the spouse of Maxim Collins, and you are but pawns in our world!" Or they were... The sirens began to sound calling everyone's attention, patrol cars, riot trucks, firefighters, tactical equ

She doesn’t do a very good job of keeping track and, before she knows it, they are going through back roads out of the city and are heading into a heavily wooded area. It has been a long time since she has seen her boss looking so sombre. In most situations, he is able to find some sort of answer to the problem that they are facing. But, somehow, Isabelle’s disappearance seems to have put him into a frame of mind that she has never seen before and doesn’t like very much.

On the phone, he couldn't help but chuckle, then replied, "But David has been the deputy mayor for these years, in charge of finances. I can easily find some leverage, release the information, and the disciplinary committee won't let him pass their scrutiny. Then, he can't blame me. It's not that I won't help; it's that he's incapable." She breathed a sigh of relief. She knew her man wouldn't take a loss lying down. "Isabella, are you done with your makeup? Everyone is waiting for you to celebrate," Olivia appeared at the door of the dressing room, urging her. "I'm busy now, I won't talk to you anymore." Isabella quickly hung up the phone, skillfully wiping off the makeup from her face with

Her eyes locked on Isabella like a wolf spotting a bleeding doe. “Well, well,” Ma Hilda said, stepping fully into the room. “Six years. I was beginning to think you’d vanished for good.” Isabella didn’t even flinch. She simply met her gaze. “Hello, ma’am.” “I see nothing has changed,” Macy said, crossing her arms. “Still clinging to Xavier when he’s vulnerable.” Camille’s nostrils flared. “Back off.” “No,” Isabella said calmly, placing a hand on Camille’s arm. “Let them speak.”