Seth adjusted his tie and hissed very loudly. He was tired. Tired about everything and everyone. And who was the reason for the way he was? Of course, it was none other than Isabella Rogers. It felt more and more to him like the woman was designed to do nothing but frustrate the peace out of his life. He couldn't get why she treated him like he was nothing but dirt. Heck! The woman treated him like he was something worse than dirt. She treated him like he was some kind of hardened criminal. And that is exactly what he couldn't pinpoint from her. How can a woman who allowed him to have sex with her twice just turn around and she transformed to a totally different breed? How can she just forget the good time they had together that one night and then turned herself into the kind of person no one would want to get close to even an inch of her existence? Or was it that she just hated him that much?He shook his head to disregard that thought. Isabella couldn't hate him. No, not his Bella.
"Nate, I'm getting frustrated. I mean I've never been so tired in my life. No matter who I call or how flirty I get with the person, she never looked at me twice, talk less of showing that my actions got to her," Seth complained to his best friend. They were in his house since Isabella was already at work and Seth couldn't leave the babies alone at home. Nate, who was smiling at Samuel, looked up and gave his friend a condensing look. "Looks to me like even the angels are warning you to stay clear off the woman. There's still a chance for you to back out of the mess you are trying to get yourself even deeper into.""It's easier for you to say because you are not in my shoes," Seth hissed. He got up from where he sat and began to pace about. "And neither would I ever be in your shoes. Am I crazy or what? To get myself yearning after a woman when there are women begging for just a single touch from me?""You're not exactly helping and it's starting to piss me off," Seth warned his fri
Isabella clenched and unclenched her hands when she saw Seth going out with the woman he picked up from the bar. Not just any bar at that, but the bar where she worked, where he knew that she would know all about his playboy acts. The man didn't even have any respect for her. If he wasn't going to respect her because they had sex before, he should at least respect her because they lived under the same roof. What if someone who knew that fact saw him picking up a woman in the same bar she worked at?She picked up the money that was way beyond the drink she brought for them and she dropped it on the tray she brought the alcoholic drinks with. She sighed audibly as she picked up the drinks and returned them to the tray also. Finally, she picked up the tray and returned to the place where the drinks were served. Both Daniella and Zack were there, waiting for her to return. "So, how was it? He was as hot as I described him, right?" Daniella asked with a mischievous grin on her face. Isabe
The cries of the twins woke Seth up from the peaceful sleep he was having on the couch in the living room. He grumbled and turned to his side when the children wouldn't stop with their loud wailing sounds. "Bella! Bella, the babies are crying!" He yelled loudly. He knew he ought to get up but he was too lazy to even think about such a thing at the moment. Instead of the silence he expected, the babies' cries got even louder as they continued to make their demand for attention known. Seth groaned loudly as he opened his eyes and sat up. He looked around and shook his head softly when he realized that he was not on his bed in his room. "Why didn't she wake me up when she returned?" He mumbled to himself. After he left the bar with the blonde woman the previous night, he had respectfully found a cab for her, paid the driver, and made his way out of there before the woman tried to force herself on him. He wasn't interested in her body, no. The only reason he had even walked out of the
Isabella was confused when she opened her eyes and saw herself in a strange room where she had no idea why she was there. She shot up and looked around the place. The walls were painted in gold. The window was formated in an arched form and covered with tinted glass that she was sure it didn't give any one trying to peep from outside the luxury of seeing whatever or whoever was inside. The curtains covering the windows were as sparkling white as one could ever see them. Then, there were two chairs and a table that separated them in a far corner of the room. On the table, rested a laptop. There was also a single couch at another end of the room. She roamed her eyes around again and she saw that there was a wardrobe closed to the bed where she slept. Her eyes fell on another door that was slightly opened. Frightened out of her wit, she got up from the bed and made her way to the place on tiptoes. When she got there and peeped through the open space, she released the breath she hadn't
Seth hissed as he got home and made his way into the house. His fist clenched and unclenched as he looked at his phone for the hundredth time that morning. The time was already 10 AM and still, there was nothing from the woman. He called Anna but even she hadn't gotten any call from her best friend. He wondered if she had flown to her mother's side at San Francisco but he doubted it, knowing that his mother would have given him a heads up once she noticed her presence. And the last thing he wanted was to frighten the women about her disappearance."Hey. Where did you run off to like that?" Rita asked, coming over to where he stood. "Isabella hasn't returned to this house since her shift ended last night." He explained to the older woman. "What? What happened to her?" It became evident in the way her expression turned sour that she was worried about the younger woman."I don't really know. I'm confused as hell but I don't know what to do or where to look for her." His hand disappeared
"Isabella, are you okay?" He asked the moment he heard her voice. "I said, where are my children?" Isabella asked him again. What she was more afraid of was if he had taken the opportunity of her one night absent and had hidden her babies. She wouldn't be so surprised if he did that anyway since that was the entire reason why they were involved with each other. "Where are you?" Seth asked her, frowning his face even though she couldn't see his expressions. "Home. But that is not the conversation we are having right at the moment. Where are my babies?""Victoria and Samuel are both fine. Stay right at the house, we'll be home before the next forty-five minutes," Seth implored her. He hung up the call and closed his eyes. His breathing was harsh as it released all the vapor he had kept hidden in his lungs. "Come on, you guys. Mommy is back." He announced it to them. He grabbed Samuel first and placed him back in the stroller. Then, he reached for Victoria who kept trying to wriggle o
Seth looked at Isabella like she had suddenly grew two horns at the center of her head. "Wh-what did y-you just say?" He stammered out. "I said that I am moving out of your house with my babies," Isabella repeated the statement. "What the fuck are you talking about?!" Seth yelled at her. "I am very sure that you are not deaf. Or are you?""You can't move out of the house, Isabella. I won't allow it.""Did you even listen to yourself?!" Isabella yelled at him. "You won't allow it? Based on what ground?""Bella, please-""Save it, Seth. I'm not interested in listening to anything as I am." She told him. "We would be leaving in the morning since I still need to pack up our things." She walked away from him. Seth watched her retreating figure for a while, clearly still not believing that she would treat him in such a way. When he saw that she didn't turn back or even laugh at him for believing her lies, he knew that she was serious. The gravity of the situation on ground began to play