The sun was blazing and so was the wind blowing. It's just a normal November afternoon down in Azores.
Isaac loved everything about the state except its weather. He would've left, four mouths ago, but the thought of that girl…Bella. He mumbled to himself, staring absently at the swaying grasses.He had gone back to the club in Ghufti countless times over the months, even postponing departing on that day just to hear from her, but, she never called.The club informed him that she's just an on call good-time girl, didn't really work there so they couldn't give much information about her.He had retrieved the coat which she had left behind to be given back to him so there's literally no hope about she contacting him.He had thought about every possible reason why she wouldn't reach out to him but just decided to belive she lost the card even though he believed that that was very unlikely.But he still visits the club hoping to meet her or perhaps miraculously run into her which was why he's still in Azores.Why was he so interested in her?She just captured his mind that night and he had to meet her again to truly understand what it was about her that captivated him.A group of three students approached the tree he's sitting under, having snacks with a lecturer.It's the state's university's social week and a great deal of students gathered at the arena having fun. Being a party man himself, he couldn't afford to miss it given he's invited."Uh, hello." One of the students, who seemed like the leader, said.Isaac didn't respond but rather left the lecturer to deal with them."Yes?""Good day to you both, uh, we actually came to seek a favour from the young Sir." He referred to Isaac."What could it be?""We are undergrads, there's a play we've been working on for a project, we'd be honoured to have you both at our rehearsals this weekend.""The rehearsals? Not even the event?""No, uh, both, Sir. We'd appreciate your words of encouragement and corrections, you're a senior lecturer of art and…"Isaac zoned out of their talk as he tried to focus his eyes on a group of students trooping towards a minibus.The night was drawing in and the population was depleting gradually. The lady in a hoodie and jeans who'd caught his attention waited to get on and a sideways glance towards his direction was all it took to pull him from his seat."Where's the car? Jonas!" He called out and the bodyguard came jogging almost instantly. "The key!" He demanded."I'll go bring _""Give me the keys dammit!" He plucked it from Jonas's hand and hurried towards his car.It's been forever since last he drove so it took him a short while to get moving and the bus was already on the road.He sped towards and overhauled it, forcing the bus to stop as he pulled up in front of it. He got out of his car and so did the bus driver."Is there a problem?" Asked the driver, obviously irritated."There's someone in your vehicle whom I'd like to meet." He answered, walking towards the door which swung open as the students wanted to learn what the issue was.Isaac stared at the few faces looking at him. "Can you step down?"They did so and he climbed on, came face to face with the lady whose face, luckily, flashed with recognition."Found you." He smiled, taking a deep, satisfied breath."Who are you looking for?" Questioned the driver from outside."Can I have a word with you, Miss?"Natalie goggled at him, bewildered. "Me?""Yes, you.""O_okay." She fidgeted, grabbed her bag and followed him down."It's okay, you can leave." He said to the driver."Will you be okay Miss?" Asked the driver concerned."Yes, I will."He nodded and set off.Isaac huffed. “Where are you off to?”“How may I help you?”He chuckled. “Care for a quick snack?”“I'm okay, thank you.”“Then… where are you headed? Home? The dorm?”“I can't tell you that.”“Cos you don't know who I am?”She only stared blankly at him.“I'm Isaac, what's your name?” He opted for a second introduction.“I… I'm Bella.”“No, what's your real name?”She sighed, dithered for a brief moment. “Natalie.”He smiled. “Well Natalie, why don't we continue our convo in the car? I didn't park properly.”She hesitated and he urged her towards the car. Jonas popped out of nowhere to get the door and he snapped at him.“Get lost!”He acceded and raiked away.“Hop in, don't mind him.” Reassured Isaac.She sucked in a breath and got in, finding him more appealing and mysterious as time goes by.As he started the car, she couldn't help her curiosity and asked;“Who are you?”Obviously, the question took him by surprise. “Pardon?”“Who are you?”“Uh…” He relaxed in his seat, hands resting on his thighs. “Isaac, I'm Isaac.”“No, I mean, where are you from? What do you do?”“Okay…” He trailed off. “I've never been asked that before so I don't know how to answer it. I'll take a raincheck.”He ignited the engine leaving her to her bewilderment. “Why didn't you contact me?”“Where are you taking me?”“For small chops.” He answered her.Oh. She sighed silently.“Answer me, Natalie.”“I uh, I lost the card.”“I doubt that.” He sucked his teeth. “But I'd be relieved if that's the case.”“What other reason could there be?”“My point exactly! ‘Why didn't she call?’ I asked myself that more than a billion times in the past four months.”“A billion is much.” She mumbled.“Why didn't you call?”She gazed at him but his eyes were focused on the road with a slightly nervous expression on his face even though he tried to play calm.“Answer me, Natalie.”“I just told you_”“No, I want you to be honest with me.”She browsed her mind for an answer to give him, her silence affirming that she really didn't lose the card.“Was I bad in bed?”“Huh?”He glanced at her but failed to pick her exact facial expression. “I've not had sex in forever so perhaps I sucked a big one.”“Are you a virgin?”“Oh shit, there goes my answer.”“No, you weren't bad.”“Don't try to deny it, it'll make me feel pathetic.”“No, I'm serious. That wasn't why I didn't reach out. I'm just surprised you said you haven't had sex in forever.”“Well, God did.” He shrugged, a relieved smile stretching his lips. “I just prefer to keep my body count low. I have an image I need to protect you see.”“An image… hah, don't be ridiculous.”That clearly took him off guard. “What's that supposed to mean?”“You slept with me, the very first day you met me.”“Exactly why I've been losing it ever since. ‘Why? Why couldn't I control myself? Why was she so irresistible? Why did I enjoy my time with her? Why would I sleep with a perfect stranger?’ I may not seem like it but I'm a man with great self-restraint. And then you didn't call me and… OMG! I literally had a runny stomach for days! I practically begged you to call me. My pride… I just couldn't understand you, I don't look poor, and I know I'm breathtaking so… why would you ditch me?!”“So this is all because of your pride?”“Yes, and my curiosity.”“You're unbelievable.” She gruffed.“Do you have any idea how many times I thought about you everyday for the past four months? You literally tormented me.”“Well you're just another customer, so don't take it personal.”“No, it is personal. You said it yourself, I didn't call on you, neither did I pay you a dime. So yes it wasn't business.”It amazed her how authoritative he was, and the fact that he's so honest and confident piqued her low self-esteem. He never failed to send his point home.“Well, what do you want from me?”“Be my girlfriend.”“Well, what do you want from me?”“Be my girlfriend.”“I beg your pardon?”“You don't want to?”“Why would I?” Her eyes were popped out.“What's the big deal? Should I have asked for us to be friends?” He parked in front of a restaurant.“I'm not interested in you.”He turned around to face her. “Stop trying to break my heart. Do you have a boyfriend?”“N_ yes, I do.”“No, you don't. Let me give you three reasons to date me. One, I'm rich. Two, I'm good-looking. Three, I'm not bad in bed.”“Is that all you can boast about?”“No, but they're important for boyfriend material.”“If you need a call girl, I can get you a list to choose from. But I'm not one.”“Why aren't you?”Natalie only stared at him.“To be in a relationship isn't a big deal.” He sucked in a breath. “I'm single and so are you. Moreover, it doesn't need a formal process to begin or end.”“We aren't speaking the same language, Isaac.”“What's your major?”“May I know why you ask?”“Because I have to win you over.”“Let's
The HOU hurried out of his office as he was informed of Isaac's arrival to welcome him.“Good morning, your Highness.” He greeted with a bow.“It's okay, act natural.” He patted him warmly, glancing to see if anyone noticed that. “The less people who know who I am, the better.”“I apologize for not recognising you yesterday. My sin is unforgivable.”“Don't say that. You'd make me want to punish you.”“I'm sorry.”“Where's the lecture hall?”“This way please.” He led them to the hall.“For fashion and design freshers?”“Yes, the class started about twenty minutes ago.”They reached and the HOU headed in to speak with the professor while Isaac searched for her among the students.Gotcha. He smiled contentedly as he spotted her at the last row.The professor stepped down from the podium to pay his respect but Isaac was quick to stop him.“I don't want to gain too much attention on my first day.”“Uh, o - okay. What do I do now?” The mid-aged man was quite nervous.“Just do what you do. P
“And the third?”“The third, in the classroom, I fell in love with you.”“Love? Don't you know what I do for a living?” She asked incredulously.“What do you do?” He pushed back his shoulders, his eyes not detering from her round face even for a second.“I'm a prostitute.”“And?”“‘And?’ You only get weirder the more I get to know you.”“I believe I've led a more shameful life than you have. But I don't let it bother me.”“Obviously, we're from very different social classes.”“Which is why you should take advantage of my feelings for you.”She drew in a deep breath and sighed.“My entire life, I've never put this much effort in anything, Natalie. All the girls I've been with fell for me first.”His intense gaze made her look away from his eyes, pushing her bob cut behind her ear.“Let me ask you a question. Do you truly have absolutely no interest in me?”She not being able to answer the question was enough response for him.“I'll take it that henceforth, you're my girlfriend.”“No.”
Natalie couldn't conceal her curiosity and just had to pop the question. Isaac drove past red lights, and there's no signs of him getting pulled over any time soon.“You must be from a royal family.”“Yes, well, obviously.” He chuckled.“You've been skipping red lights.”“I…” He pondered on how to say it to her. “I don't obey traffic rules.”“Why?” She voiced surprisingly.“They don't apply to me, I could be endangered at a stop. It's just like how officials use sirens to clear traffic, but I don't need that.” He grinned at her.“What royal family are you from?” She asked, her heart in her throat hoping it wouldn't be Bardaen.How could a lowlife like her possibly have anything to do with even a cleaner of the Bardaen empire? We're talking about the most powerful kingdom in the world.Isaac's brows furrowed in thought. “You don't know?”“Was I supposed to?”“I thought you'd at least look it up. You don't seem quite interested in me.” He sank in his seat.“I did search on social media.”
Natalie debated all day on whether or not to look Isaac up and decided it's better to assume him to be though a Bardaen prince than to be sure he was.At least she should get to know him a little bit more so that she wouldn't find him too uncomfortable to be around.She looked through the window to the vast blue orange sky, the sun shone brilliantly as it set, and the clouds took on diverse shapes. It was a windy day, but she couldn't appreciate the wind as the car windows were up.She reclined on the plush leather seat, which welcomed her body and promised to ease her exhaustion. But she dared not to close her eyes because the hunk behind the wheel had yet to earn her trust.Jonas kept his eyes on the road, his face straight and body tensed. He made it quite obvious that he disliked her, but thankfully, he never acted it out.Natalie, on the other hand, had no idea how to get on his good side. Was it even worth a try? She honestly had no answer to that.They reached the hotel, and Jo
Natalie couldn't explain how happy she was with the way Isaac held her hand as they walked into the restaurant.It was a fancy eatery and Isaac? Well, he just naturally commanded attention anywhere he set foot in. And she being the woman beside him got her ecstatic.“Are you comfortable here, or would you like to go somewhere less crowded?” He asked as they found a seat.“Here's good.” She pulled her seat and he did the same.“Good evening. What'd you like to order?” A waiter approached them with a notepad in hand.“Get us the best and most expensive set you have.”“Okay.” He smiled warmly and began to walk away.“Wait! Do you have an allergy?” His face was suddenly clouded with concern.“No, I don't.”“Carry on then.”The waiter complied.“How's your day?” He relaxed on the plastic chair.“Fun.”“Tell me more.”“I filled in for one of the dancers who fell sick, it's salsa, and it's fun!” She cooed.“You can salsa?”She laughed. “Yes, I know a lot of dances, it's part of entertaining.
Isaac stared blankly into space, his mind lost within himself.He kept asking himself why he's overreacting.So what if she's dancing with a man? They weren't kissing each other, so why couldn't he stand it? Why was he so disturbed that she wouldn't go home with him? And why the hell didn't he force her to since she refused?Could she have fallen out of love for him? Or was she already in love with another person?Of course she wasn't! She shouldn't! He'd have whoever it was beheaded if she were!“Then why the fuck is she acting out?!” He hurled his glass of wine on the floor of the balcony making Jonas shudder. “Huh? Why is she being like this?”“I… I believe it's due to the fact that she just found out who you were.”“No, she had her doubts. She asked me and all I did was affirm it. I understand her not recognising who I was earlier but shouldn't she be more careful now that she knows?”“People differ, your Highness.”“As if I care. Get me a cigarette.”Jonas did just that and calle
After a long and quiet drive with Natalie wondering at the back of her head where it was that they're going as the hotel wasn't that far to the best of her memory, they arrived at a wrought-iron gate that swung open automatically.Jonas wheeled into the long, tree-lined, cobblestone driveway that curved in front of the porch.Natalie appreciated the stunning architecture she beheld. The white two-storey building stood gracefully with large pillars and windows that covered almost all its height. The walls and floors had strips of LED that illuminated it as well as the numerous light fixtures that hung on the walls or suspended from the ceiling.A group of about ten uniformed servants, six of whom were females, lined up to welcome Isaac home.He held Natalie's hand, and they walked in together while Jonas carried on to park the car.The interior was sleek and luxurious with polished marble flooring and intricately crafted ceilings. The colour theme was gold and off-white, and the blinds