ISABELLA'S POVI’d just finished the shower when Edward came in.He met my gaze for a brief moment.“Hi,” I said to him, and without waiting for a response, turned my back to him.He watched me, as I stood in front of the mirror, brushing out my hair to be pulled into a bun.I was sure he saw my hand tremble.I met his gaze through his reflection in the mirror and sent him a smile.I was dressed in khaki shorts and one of his T-shirts, just as he liked.After slipping off his shoes, he headed over to me. He stood just close enough to me that I could feel his breath on my skin."I'm sorry about Olivia. She's just a kid. You shouldn't take whatever she says to heart.""She's a kid? We're literally the same age Edward! You sat there and watched her insult me, and now you say I should overlook it because she's a kid?" I was so angry at him. My eyes were filled with tears again and I struggled to keep them from falling."No, Isabella. Don't sound that way." He came closer and pulled me clo
ISABELLA'S POVI woke up the next morning feeling sore. I tried to move my legs but the jolt of the sting almost set me off right there. I took a few seconds to calm myself. I couldn't move my legs without hurting.Edward had fucked me last night until I almost passed out. I watched him fall asleep after the intense blow-job I gave him and I thought I was free.But I thought wrong.I was fast asleep when I was rudely awakened by Edward pulling down my shorts. And the next thing I knew, he shoved his member into my dry sex and I let out a piercing shriek.He always seemed to think that the sounds of pain I made were sounds of pleasure. It seemed to excite him.He didn't understand foreplay. He didn't understand that I needed to get ready to receive him. And he didn't know how to be gentle. He didn't know how to give me pleasure.He pumped into me like a dog in heat and spanked me continuously. I was sure his palms were imprinted on my ass. After he was done, he collapsed on me and I la
ISABELLA'S POVMy throat was so tight that I was almost choking on my words as I stared up at him, the tears overflowing and rolling down my cheeks.With one thumb, Alex rubbed away the tears tracking my face."What's wrong Isabella?" He asked, his voice low and raspy.He moved both his hands up to cup my face, sliding his fingers into my thick curly hair and tilting my face closer to his."I dunno... I'm just so sad... It... falling... apart and...I.... so sad."I was a slobbering mess. I had gone pale and my face very still as I felt his touch. I wasn’t a weepy person, and I was trying hard not to cry, but the tears kept rolling down my face as I faced him, and I kept angrily dashing them away.Slowly Alex reached out and brushed my hair away from my damp face, then eased me into his arms and pressed my head against his shoulder. “Whatever happens, I'll be here for you,” he said in a low, tortured voice.Desperately I clung to him, inhaling deeply to draw the scent of him into my bo
ISABELLA'S POV His low, rough words washed over my shaking, twisting body. Crying a little, tormented by those long, probing fingers as he brought me to moist readiness, I tried again to free my hands, and this time he let them go.“Now,” he crooned, pulling the nightgown up. I lifted myself to aid in the removal of the frustrating garment, pulling it over my head myself and throwing it across the room.Alex’s face tightened even more as he stared down at my naked body, at my flushed, glowing skin. Briefly, his eyes closed, and he ground his teeth together.Carefully he rolled to his back and guided me astride him. “Slow and easy,” he muttered, his eyes glittering like black fire as he positioned himself for me. “Let’s go easy, a little at a time.”Oh Alex,” I whispered achingly, closing my eyes at the probing of his flesh against mine. I braced my hands on his chest, my fingers flexing in the mat of curly hair, and slid onto him.He made a guttural sound and arched beneath me, his ha
ALEXANDER'S POVI lay in my bed feeling restless. It was past 1 am and I hadn't had a wink of sleep. I pored over the documents I was reading since that was the only thing to keep my mind from wandering.I submerged myself in work to avoid Isabella. At this point, I didn't know what to believe anymore. I knew I felt so much more than sexual attraction for her, and it was tearing me apart.I still hadn't found out why she would marry my father, and now, Lucas was in the picture too.The image of the both of them I saw that night plagued me. The way Lucas pulled her towards him. It looked like they were arguing.Was it lovers' spite? Was she also fucking Lucas?I clenched my jaw and angrily closed the file I was going through.No, it can't be. Isabella isn't like that. She was terrified of Lucas.So what was the relationship between them?I asked her that night and she angrily evaded the question. I knew she was hiding something and I was going to find out.A call from the CFO at the o
ISABELLA'S POVThe dreams were so vivid that it was several minutes before I realized that I was awake, but awareness did not necessarily bring understanding.But were they memories, or dreams?I dreamt of Alex, with eyes as clear and blue as a highland lake under sunny skies, his hands tender as he caressed me, the feel of his strong chest against my palms.My fingers twitched; the dream was so real I almost ached to feel him under my hands. I lay quietly, feeling the lips on mine, trying to stop my body from responding the way it did.My head throbbed. I lay there until certain things began to return, and I knew that they weren’t dreams. The argument with Edward, my acceptance into the modeling Academy, leaving my room... and then nothing.I slowly opened my eyes and realized I wasn't dreaming. Alex was bending over me. The kiss had seized the moment he noticed I was awake and he paused to look at me.I gazed at him for a moment."Alex, what are you doing?" I whispered."You were ly
ISABELLA'S POVI sluggishly dragged myself out of bed slipped on a fresh gown and slid into flip-flops.I couldn't sleep after my encounter with Alexander. I couldn't believe I got drunk and slept off on a couch. And Alex tried to seduce me!It was past 6 am and I dragged myself to the kitchen to make a simple breakfast for Edward. Our house-help hadn't resumed yet so I had to make him breakfast, even though I didn't want to.I heat-heated the stew I made the evening before and popped buttered fresh bread into the oven. When the stew was hit enough, I ladled up some into a plate and poured tea into a tall glass full of ice.Briskly I got the bread out of the oven and put it in the napkin-lined breadbasket, then placed the basket on the dining table.I didn't hear Edward approach and I whirled, startled by his voice and what he said."No need to make breakfast for me." He said gruffly while taking out a coffee mug from the rack and heading to the coffee maker."Why? I already did. If y
ISABELLA'S POV"Brianna," I started with gritted teeth. "If you don't stop right now, I'm going to leave.""I'm almost done." She said. "So listen carefully. You're young and beautiful and smart. Edward is an old man who could die of a heart attack at any time. And if he dies, what next? You'll still be left with nothing. Absolutely nothing!" She nodded as if she was confident of her little speech. "He has sons who will take over all his businesses and properties and you won't get a share. So sit your ass up and take charge of your own life now, because no one will do it for you." She concluded.Just then, two of her workers came in and everything came to a close.... Our discussion and our lightheartedness for the day.I quietly stood up aacked up the lunch bag I brought with me and proceeded to leave her studio."C'mon Bells, what are you doing.""Thanks for your advice Brianna, but I think I've overstayed my welcome," I said. I was seething with anger."I'm sorry. I shouldn't have s