ISABELLA'S POV"Brianna," I started with gritted teeth. "If you don't stop right now, I'm going to leave.""I'm almost done." She said. "So listen carefully. You're young and beautiful and smart. Edward is an old man who could die of a heart attack at any time. And if he dies, what next? You'll still be left with nothing. Absolutely nothing!" She nodded as if she was confident of her little speech. "He has sons who will take over all his businesses and properties and you won't get a share. So sit your ass up and take charge of your own life now, because no one will do it for you." She concluded.Just then, two of her workers came in and everything came to a close.... Our discussion and our lightheartedness for the day.I quietly stood up aacked up the lunch bag I brought with me and proceeded to leave her studio."C'mon Bells, what are you doing.""Thanks for your advice Brianna, but I think I've overstayed my welcome," I said. I was seething with anger."I'm sorry. I shouldn't have s

ISABELLA POVWhen Alexander pushed me off him, I was numb for a few seconds. Edward looked at the both of us, his face changing every second. I followed every reaction, from surprise to shock to anger. There was more, but in my state of mind, I was still too shocked that he had caught us. This was the last thing I expected right now, to be caught by my husband while I was shagging his son.Thinking about it now, I felt horror and shame for what I did. I felt Alex rustling for his clothes but I didn’t pay any mind to him. My focus was on Edward, whose mouth was now twisted in disgust.“You really are a whore,” Edward spat at me. “A stupid, silly whore!”I stood under his gaze, shivering with fear and shame. I was afraid for this moment, that he had caught me in it. I was shameful and regretful that I hadn’t taken our affair upstairs when Alex had asked—twice or thrice—that we do. We had been so close before, so close to getting caught that the thrill of being seen excited us even more.

ISABELLA POV“Where are you?!” I hissed into the phone.“I’ll be there in a moment, just wait for me,” came Alexander’s reply.I hissed and dumped the phone into my purse. If he knew he wasn’t going to make it on time, what then was the use of me coming here? I would have just stayed back at home instead of parading here in this ridiculous dress. The party itself was not the problem; it was the people in the party… and my dress.I hated my dress. Edward had styled me, complaining about not being there but letting me go and represent him. It was ridiculous. He didn’t have to dress me in awful clothes just because he wouldn’t be here with me. What in the world was he trying to prove? Sometimes I wish I could just stone him to death. If he was here with me, he would have styled me in something better and chic. He would have made sure that my hair and makeup and everything were perfect. He would have paraded me in his arms like a damn trophy that was showing off to his old friends.I hate

ALEXANDER POVI saw the look on Isabella’s face before she excused herself to use the bathroom. I wasn’t particularly upset to be with Madison in that position, but I was just hoping to show her that I was still a hot, wanted guy. It felt stupid and silly, but pushing me away during intimacy was just as pathetic. Madison had come at the exact time and I just couldn’t stop the words coming out from her mouth. She was exceptional at what she did, including making other ladies feel jealous. I didn’t want that, so I proceeded to tell her.“Maddy—”Her smile was bright as she looked away. “I’ve just seen some old friends of mine. Hold that thought; I’ll be right back.”Then she vanished into the crowd. I didn’t want to start asking questions about which friends she knew here and how she had even been connected to come to this kind of party, but I held my tongue and grabbed a glass of champagne. It was better to drink my way through this party and finally go home. Perhaps then she would be

ISABELLA POVI felt his eyes bore into mine. He was relentless in the way he made his presence known, and I was so used to his moods that I knew he was unhappy with me.What did he want? He was with his girlfriend. She was laughing and twirling and holding him like she never wanted to let go. Shouldn’t he be happy at least? He has what he wants—which is her.Andy led me by the waist out of the dance floor. He was exhilarated and I felt tired. My feet hurt and all I wanted to do was sit down. Eventually, he led us to a chair and allowed me to drop heavily on it. There were two unopened bottles of water on the table and I took one. I stared at him as I drank the water. It was surprising seeing Andy here, but also refreshing. Somehow he seems to always come out at the right moment.When the brat Madison left the bathroom, I stayed there for several minutes to get my wits together before leaving. Who knew that I’d see Andy here, looking as lost and confused as hell?“You look amazing, Bel