"I've signed it" After about half an hour, Isabella walked back to the front desk where Daniel was stood and handed him the papers. His gaze fell to her slender hands, muffling a smile. "It's about time" He stretched his hands and she reluctantly took it."You'll be around tomorrow, won't you?" Daniel asked, to the sheepish glare that was the audience of the receptionist and Isa darted her eyes across the room. "I'm not sure yet" She said and Daniel pulled away with a frown. "You work here now, Isabella""You wouldn't want to miss the grand opening."Isabella nodded as if giving it a thought. "I'll think about it, Daniel—" She caved in and he gave a coaxed stare. Isabella made her way towards the elevator, feeling Daniel's stare at the back of her head. She clicked the button to go down and she heard the shrill chuckles between the receptionist and him.A smile crept to the corner of her lips as she stepped in—maybe it was time to get back into dating, and it took Daniel for her to re
Joan’s shot glass rammed into the marble counter, making a clinch sound. The symphony of the orchestra set the mood in the large banqueting hall—themed with strident silver and turquoise. The latter matched with the dinner gown that Joan wore, out dressing even the staff at the event. And Isabella was right next to her with a simple high-slitted diamond gown. She’d only worn it back in high school and it only needed a few touches to resize. It comforted her that she hadn’t added that much weight over the past seven years. Her eyes fell on Joan, downing what was her nth drink that night. There was a sudden applause as Daniel mounted the stage with a woman a few inches taller than him. “We welcome you to the grand opening of Starlight’s very own, Marriott here in Norman, Chicago” The applause continued as his eyes wavered the expensive crowds for Isabella. She grabbed her phone from her purse. “I’m coming” Muttering to Joan, before taking her leave. She walked into the corridors, he
“I’ve never cummed like that before.”A needy moan escaped Joan’s lips as her back broke though the bathroom door. Placing her hands against the walls, she could feel the music reverberate through the concrete and into the pit of her stomach. Her eyes were closed, against his but she could feel herself being suddenly lifted up in the air.And her bottom met the hard edge of the sink. She was breathless, ravaging his jacket ferociously with her hands until it feel to the ground with a thud. “I want you to fuck me” She shut her eyes open, gritting through her teeth at the first man who’d shown interest in her that night. Isabella was right——if there was anyone that knew the lengths of Joan, it would be her best friend. But one particular length that shocked the woman in question was the size of his rock hard cock, the man before her. She gasped, clutching her lips with her violet painted fingers.She knew length did only half the job, but the way the man flipped her to her side showed
“So what made you move across town to Riverdale?”Daniel’s voice drew her attention and she zoned it back in. Perhaps it was his question that stomped her heart—she hadn’t told him of the twins of in fact anything that deep about her.Isabella made the conscious decision to take things slow, but sitting across him on that table in fine dining, she realized she was doing just the opposite of that. Her lips parted slightly before pursing again. “I wanted a change” She lied. Not exactly.That was merely half the truth, the rest involved her father telling her to never return to Norman as she walked out of her wedding chapel that day. Occasionally, she’d get sucked up in the memory of her flower petals dancing in the air between them—the look of shock on Colton and the rest of the congregation’s faces.Luckily, she never got to see them again, including her father and Samantha, her step mother who was nothing but evil. “Hey” Daniel tapped into the table and Isabella looked to him. “Whe
“He hasn’t picked my calls since yesterday”“I’m worried” Isabella paced around the corridors with the phone in her hands as she was sent to Daniel’s voicemail for the nth time since last night’s dinner that ended in shambles. Joan was by the mirror, applying mascara across her eyes and she turned back to Isa’s worrisome face before heaving a sigh.“So she just like blurted it out?“ She asked, referring to Patricia.“Who could blame her—“ Isabella’s shoulders fell. “She was really drunk and you needed to see the expressions on both their faces” She grunted. Joan pulled away from the glass. “Leonardo doesn’t really have a right to an opinion, i mean he moved halfway across the state, didn’t he ask any questions?” She said.“Besides all you owe him is that you do your work well.”Isa bit into her lips, surrendering her phone to the table. In that moment she might have thought it the best time to tell Joan that Leonard was in fact the father of her kids, but it was just never the right t
Pulling out a stack of documents from his drawer, Leonardo tossed to the table. The thud reverberated Isabella's heart as she brought the door to a clown behind her. Desperate to keep the distance from him, she just stood there, even as their eyes met.The CEO ran his hands into his greasy dark hair until a scoff escaped his lips. "Why am i here?" Isabella asked him. "I'm afraid there is no easy way to say this" He almost cut through her words as his hands fell to the documents on the table."Section 64" He heaved, looking pointedly to the handbook."Office relationships is something i highly discourage""Discourage?" Isabella echoed, stunned by his words. "Banned Isa, it's highly inappropriate that your supervisor gets embroiled in a romantic relationship with you" He cleared his throat, feeling the wrath of the awkwardness of this conversation as much as she did and he pushed a lump down his throat."Well that wasn't in the contract, Leo.""Well it is in the handbook" He replied. "A
"I like you a lot" Isabella reminisced Daniel's words as she walked back home after a long day. She couldn't shake off the feeling that she was being watched but each time she turned around, it was nothing—there was no one. So to take her mind of her paranoia, all she could think about was their moment in the closet."I like you too" She muttered, feeling like a child in love again.As she made her way up her apartment building, she hefted out her keys. But once the elevator opened, her eyes were met with a set of familiar ones. "Patricia?" She surprisingly called, seeing her hovering in front of the door. The woman who had a phone on her ears put away to look back at Isabella."You're back" An exasperated sigh escaped her lips, showing she had been waiting for long. "What are you doing here?" Isabella asked, pulling from the quick hug they shared. Patricia pulled off her glasses that was probably worth twice Isabella's rent. And she could see the remorse in her eyes. "I just wanted
“I’m not saying i’m in love with him” Isabella whined with a cheeky smile, crossing her legs behind Joan’s back. Her best friend rested against her, letting her head fall back in twisting hands. She was braiding her hair on this hot Sunday morning, reminiscing about how dreamy the last week was.“I’m just saying i really, really like him.” Isabella said and Joan only returned a narrow gaze. “That’s an awful lot reallys” She teased and pushing the back of her head, Isa replied. “Shut up—“Deep down she knew, Joan was right.Each day, leaving the house—all she ever looked forward to was sighting him by the portico, waiting by his windows with flowers. Daniel said he wasn’t used dating but Isabella always thought he lied because he was perfect at it, even though he had never fully asked her out yet. All they shared were quick kisses in the lonely corridors and closets, and a few ‘i like yous’Isabella was reminded a lot of the teenage years she was robbed of, because Colton wasn’t as nea