Novel & Cerita Phineas X Isabella Kiss

She cast a glance towards the door that Jaxon vanished behind, and her pulse quickened. He hadn't even looked back-once. Ethan snickered, a sparkle in his eye as he watched her. "Still pining after him?" She looked at him after a beat then rolled her eyes. "Not even a little. His smirk spread. "Great." He leaned in then, his voice low. "Then let's get down to business." Her stomach somersaulted, but a smile forced itself onto her face. "Let's." Much later that evening Isabel stepped quietly into the unlit apartment and her heels clipped softly against hardwood.

As she typed out a message, she called out toward my room, "I'm hungry." I didn't even look up, staying focused on what I was doing. "Then order some takeout. I've been rather busy lately." Isabelle frowned in displeasure, put down her phone, and stepped in front of my computer. The smell of alcohol hit me immediately. She said, "Can you stop making a fuss? We were just acting. What's the big deal about kissing when emotions are running high in a scene? Do you know how many people flew here just to watch the romantic scenes between Shawn and me?"

My clothes stuck to my body, my entire frame trembling from the cold. Almost there. I encouraged myself as the house gate finally came into view. I’m Isabella Santos. Just a simple girl from the countryside who somehow caught the attention of the almighty Xavier Gustavo…the heir to Gustavo Group Limited, the wealthiest and most powerful family in California. Or should I say... unlucky? Sigh. Xavier met me at the coffee shop where I worked and confessed his love. It felt like a dream come true. I had always crushed on him, and now, I'm engaged to him.

None of that felt like a man who was still in love with his ex-fiancée. But Isabella was confident. Cruel. Certain in a way that made Ella's blood run cold. *You'll never love her the way you loved me.* "Ella?" She spun around. Xander was standing in the doorway, his phone in his hand, his expression shifting from relaxed to worried. "What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost." She pointed at the screen. "Isabella emailed you." Xander crossed the room, his eyes scanning the message. His jaw tightened. His hands clenched.

Xander's POV Isabella was the goddess haunting my dreams, and it didn't stop there. I saw her everywhere I looked. Every little thing carried a trace of her, pulled her back into my thoughts, and I found myself loving it, craving her even more. No one had ever done this to me, not once, not in all my years. She commanded something deep within me that I couldn't name or silence, and it unsettled and thrilled me at the same time. And that kiss. God, that kiss. I still feel it in my sleep, still taste it when I woke up, and the want to feel her lips again was a hunger that refused to be reasoned with.

“Why does Kade care?” Phoenix yanked her hand free harshly. “Get your fucking hand off me!” Isabella laughed. A short, sharp, humorless laugh. “It’s a game, Phoenix. Why are you stopping me from fucking him?” she asked, her voice dripping sarcasm. Phoenix glared angrily at her. Before anything else could explode, Kingsley stood up suddenly, wrapped his hands around Isabella’s waist, and kissed her. He kissed her like he wanted to prove something. And Isabella? She kissed him back.

She asked him. “ I see love and affection, a billion if it from you.” “ You almost got there.” She drew closer to kiss him, when a passerby distracted them. “ Bushit .” Xavier shouted at him. “ Hahahahahaha.” Emily laughed, then after running around, having a romantic time with Xavier. “ I got your back sweetie.” Xavier ran faster. Meanwhile, Isabella has been worried, alongside Xavier's subject. “ This is three days now and we haven't heard from our king.”

Isabelle place her and on his neck nudging him closer,she tiptoe and their lips met,alighting in the process,delving deeper into themselves,none of them wanting to let go and still fighting back the growing desire pent up inside them, Isabelle reluctantly stop the kiss,Xander grunt. "Then you kiss me on the forehead" Xander face leveled with hers "And then mutter sweet words into my ears" "Then you'd tiptoe again to kiss me wild" "I'm not the only one who initiates it" She scoff, Xander caress her face "Then you'd whisper that...you love me" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I avoided Vincenzo. Until nightfall. I was working in the study, sorting patient files when I heard the quiet footsteps behind me. I turned. Isabella. His stepdaughter. She looked pale. Worried. "May I have a word with you?" she whispered. I nodded, setting the files down. "Of course." She closed the door behind her, tightening her fists. "I know what you're doing," she said softly. My heart sank. "What are you thinking I'm doing?" "You're here to destroy him." She stood firm. "You hate him. I can see it in your eyes."

"If we're divorcing, then that's it. Why would I be upset?" The crowd around us looked confused. No one could understand why Wendy would agree to something so absurd. Eva stepped forward again, looping her arm through Wendy's. She smiled warmly. "My dear, I truly like you. You saved my son, Thomas. When he wakes up, and if you don't mind, you should marry him and become part of our family." Cheers and applause broke out immediately. "A good person like Dr. Summer won't have trouble finding someone better!" "That man has no idea what he's losing!"