Chapter Twenty-Five.

"I want you to mother a son for me."

Isabella's jaw went slack. The creaking silence after his words posed his seriousness and without any hesitation, she clutched her purse. "That's ridiculous." She pronounced, threatening to leave until the firm grasp of his hands trapped her down.

She fell back, her hair bouncing on her shoulders and when she turned back to him, his eyes grimaced. "I'm being serious" He let a lump slip down his throat.

"Well i'm definitely going to need more than that" A vein popped out of Isabella's neck in all seriousness, and neither of them broke eye contact. He did however, let go of her as if returning to her the option to leave. But this time, Isabella didn't move an inch.

He had dared to say those words, now she had to hear it.

She had to hear the bottom of it.

The two were alone in the suite, and with neither of them talking still, there existed a brief silence but that was before his lips parted to speak. "I called unto to work here, everyone wants to wor