“Mommy.“The shrill voice of a girl braced the phone in her hands and the echo rang through Isabella’s ears. “Emily” She blurted her daughter’s name from her lips, recognizing the anxiety in the tone of her voice. “Emily are you okay?”There was a loud thud that banged in the background and Isa sniffled, wiping her tears. She jerked forward off the door. “Hello” Isa yelled over the line that had gone static before cutting off.Her heart began to stomp like it was six years ago again. Her child was troubled, and without a second thought, she went after her. A straight cab from the entrance of Marriott took her to the front of her apartment building. And Isabella leaped past the stairs, a faster alternative than the elevators and finally she made her way to the front of her door.Banging it, it was only a second until Holly pulled it open.“Emily” She charged in, only to be met a tight hug around her knees. “Are you okay?” Her eyes moistened as she lifted her in her hands. “Are you oka

It would be very foolish of her to think that was the last time she’d see Colton, but it was all that poisoned her mind as she sat behind his table, her hands folded to wedge her up. She quivered, unknowing to her that she was nervous even though it had been minutes since they came in.Leonardo blessed her with silence as he stood, leaning against the mini bar in his office. He had in his hands, a glass of Remy Martin as he looked back and forth his windows and her.“He’s gone.” He broke the news as if it had just happened.She hummed, barely giving him any eye contact but she could feel his boring into the back of her head. His lips parted to ask the obvious question. “Who is he?” His voice deepened. “That man.”Isabella knew it was only a matter of time till he asked, but still she didn’t have the words. If he claimed to know as much about her as he did—then surely she’d know about Colton Chambers.Who didn’t know about Colton Chambers?High school sweetheart, star quarterback of th

"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

The rain rattled the windows like words heard once and half forgotten, pressing against the large room to make it seem rather small. Isabella’s hands was tugged under the moon blanket as she stared outside. The world twisted in the cold, wet darkness.But she was within, she was safe now.Nonetheless still in her drenched clothes and dripping hair along her neck. But at least the tears had seized from her eyes—and that was the only thing Leonardo asked of her. She was warm, he had turned up the heater and now, standing by the door, he held in his hands freshly dry cleaned clothes. He crept up behind her, fiddling her elbows which caused her to budge a little. And she took her eyes off the pattering windows to feel his heated breathes against the side of her neck. She closed her eyes until he pulled away, walking to the other side of the bed. “Is it just me or he kind of looks like me?” Her eyes fell to Ryan and he witnessed the horror that filled her eyes just then.“What?” She clear

Her back broke down the door, her lips sealed in a breathless kiss. Joan held back the stranger, trying so hard to toss her shoe off. Her fingers clenched tight to his greasy hair and he breathed aggressively down her neck, sucking her tender skin between his luscious lips. Their heavy footsteps creaked against the wooden board beneath them but neither of them cared that anyone could here.In that moment, Joan just needed this—sex with a stranger. And that was the beauty of the infamous one-night stands. When she managed to get her shoes off, she pulled away from him to gaze into his cognac eyes. “Fuck” She muttered, bringing her hands to strip off his leather jacket. He had a white inner wear that clung tight to his broad sweaty chest, which rose and fell in passion.And his hands suddenly grasped the underneath of her thighs, raising her up into his arms. Her ankles clenched tightly around his waist as he ripped off her chiffon top, not wasting a second to do the same to her bra. T