MAVIS"Is there anything else wrong?" I asked showing concern. "I feel..." She stuttered. "I umm..." She gulped down a quantity of saliva. "I’ve been sick this morning," She finally managed to say. "I’ve vomited three times already." My eyes widened, "Are you… could it mean that you are pregnant?" I asked. Isabel’s face was masked with fear, her eyes wide and shiny as though she was hiding her tears. "I’m so scared," She whispered, her voice breaking as she spoke. “What if Dad and Mom find out? What if they’re disappointed in me?""We won’t let that happen," I said, stepping forward to take her hand in mine. "We’ll figure this out together.""Let’s go," I said, as I guided Isabel towards the door. “A laboratory test will give us the answers we need.”She nodded, her face still pale but her expression resolved as she followed me out of her room and down the hallway. We made our way towards the stairs, and the sound of our footsteps echoed to our ears. "Good morning, Dad," I greeted,
MAVIS I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "He’s disappointed, maybe I should have told him." I said, "He thinks I should have consulted him first, that I’m not being responsible."Isabel bit her lip, "Are you okay?" I turned in her direction, "We should be more bothered about you, are you okay?"She took a breath, "I think we’re going to be in trouble soon," She said and rubbed her belly. I couldn’t help but glance down at her stomach, my heart hammering in my chest as I considered her meaning. "Dad has noticed how close we are, I think it's the paparazzi. What'd you think?""I don't know what to think unless you tell me what he told you,""He said I should be careful whenever I'm around you," "Dad said that?" She asked with surprise. I simply nodded at her and she smiled shaking her head at the same time. Cars on the road crawled along, bumper to bumper. The noise of honking horns and idling engines filled the air as everyone tried to reach their expected destination early
ISABEL "This way," He said, leading me to a cozy room with comfortable sofas. "I've got a TV in here. Why don't you sit down and relax for a while? I'm expecting a patient soon, so I'll need to attend to them first, but I'll come find you afterwards." "Remember to call me if you need anything," He added, glancing back at me as he walked away. He patted my shoulder gently before leaving me in the room, closing the door behind him. I sank into the soft cushions of the sofa, attempting to distract myself from the unfolding events with the flickering images on the TV screen. My phone chimed, its ringtone piercing the quiet of the room. Glancing at the caller ID, I saw it was Mom. "Hey, Mom. What's up?" I answered."I'm good, I want to know how it's going over there, have you been able to meet a lab scientist?""Things are going well, Mom. Thanks for asking," I responded. "I was able to find a lab to run some tests. I'm waiting for the results right now." I lied. Mom's concern was app
ISABELThe sleek, black vehicle pulled up to the curb, the driver opening the door for me with a courteous nod. As I settled into the comfortable backseat, I drew in a slow, deep breath, steadying myself as the car pulled away from the curb.I clenched my jaw, determined to remain composed for the sake of the fragile life growing inside me. As the car purred up the driveway and came to a smooth stop, I exited the vehicle. The gatekeeper looked up in surprise, his brows knitting together as he noticed my solitary entrance. "Is everything alright, madam?" He asked. I forced a smile, my trembling hand gripping the strap of my purse. "Yes, everything's fine," I replied, offering a brief nod before stepping past him and into the house.Amelia was replacing the throw pillows when I walked into the living room, "Hi, Isabel, welcome back!" She chirped. But I could barely muster the energy to respond, I offered a nod and a faint smile in acknowledgement. I approached the windows and drew th
NARRATIONEstelle's scheming had finally yielded the desired result. She had planted the seeds of suspicion in Mavis' mind, nurturing them with deceits and insinuations. She watched as Mavis stormed out of her house, and descended the stairs with rage. She ran to her window to continue watching this move, he slipped into his car and sped out onto the road. A sinister smirk crossed her lips as she whispered to herself, "He'll be mine again." "That son of a bitch!" Mavis cursed with anger as he proceeded to his best friend's house to tell him off. The distance to Jackson's house wasn't that long, but for Mavis, it was the opposite. He took a brake seeing the car already parked on the curb. He reversed his car until he was able to get through the gate. The crunch of gravel announced Mavis’ arrival, as he slid the car into a parking spot with a practiced flick of his wrist. His tires squealed as he threw the car into the park. He got out and stormed across the driveway, his heavy fo
NARRATION"Let's find out together, then," Mavis said turning to the door. "You were pretty drunk that night, I believe you have no clue that you dumped it there.""Dumped what?""Her pant," Mavis gave him a brief response as he held on the door knob. "Seriously, Mavis?" Jackson replied, "This is quite ridiculous." He slid the key into the lock panel and pushed the door. "Alright, fine," Jackson said as he led Mavis into the house, their shoes clicking against the hardwood floors as they strode toward his bedroom. "If that's what it takes to prove my innocence, then I'll do it. I've got nothing to hide."He threw open the closet doors, revealing a neat row of shirts and trousers. With a wave of his hand, Jackson gestured towards the garments."Here there are, everything I wore to the party. Get the pantie and let's see, "As Mavis reached for Jackson's trousers ransacking the pockets carefully, he felt a silken fabric, smooth and light against his fingertips. He froze, his breath cat
WARNING!!! 🔞️ This story contains explicit and mature content; smut scenes, incest, violence, and BDSM. Reader discretion is advised. However, readers who are willing to explore the boundaries of fiction, and desire an immersive reading experience are invited to continue. Please note that the author does not endorse or condone any of the actions or behaviors depicted in the story. **** When Isabel moved to Los Angeles, she had no idea that her life was about to change forever. Her new family was perfect, but there was a destructive secret lurking beneath the surface. After her flight had landed, she made it toward the airport's exit to claim her baggage. Just then, her phone began to beep. She pulled it out, tapped on the answer button, and placed it over her ear. "Hello, Mom," "Hello darling, welcome back to Los Angeles," Matilda said over the phone with such excitement. "Thanks mom, it'll be a pleasure to meet our new family for the first time." She chuckled. "I can imagine.
Chapter 2: My New HomeISABEL "Huh?" I popped out surprised eyes at him. "Be my bed warmer, we can discuss the details later. You look like you'll know how to handle a man like me." He gave me a teasing smile that I found boring. He wasn't the man my heart was missing, it was Jason, the man who left me for another woman. "May I know why you stopped?" Mavis asked as soon he walked up to where we were. He's asking me to be his mistress, I meant to say but rather, I only smiled. My stepbrother had a pair of glasses on to protect his eyes from the rising sun. He rested his hand on my shoulder as he waited for my response. "Umm, how about you get to the car and I'll join you as soon as I'm done with him?" I asked feigning a smile that informed him that I wanted to get rid of him to face the man before me. "Her father owes me up to eight thousand and seven hundred dollars. She's not willing to pay back." The creditor said instantly distracting Mavis. "Do you know him?" Mavis asked as