《Billionaire Baby Daddy》


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    One


    Isabe''s POV


    ¡°How about I buy you a drink? You look like you need one.¡± I look up from the beer I am drinking


    and my eyesnd on a very handsome man. He has a perfect jawline with a 5 o¡¯clock shadow on it.


    His lips look so plump and inviting and I imagine how it would feel to smash my lips against his or


    better yet how they would feel between my...


    ¡°Miss?¡± his sexy voice disrupts my devious thoughts. I am already drunk but I still can''t forget the


    asshole living in my apartment. Maybe I need another distraction?


    ¡°What?¡± I snap at him but I see a smirk forming on his stupid handsome face. Why is he so happy?


    Happiness onlysts for some minutes. Life isn''t all peaches and roses.


    ¡°I asked if you wanted a drink but since your checking me out maybe you never heard.¡± He has a


    smug smile that irritated the shit out of me. What I would do to wipe it. Or kiss it before wiping it.


    I tsk and shake my head at him. ¡°Too bad you have arge ego. Maybe I would have had even


    more than just a drink.¡± I stand up and take my purse ready to leave. I notice my short ck dress


    has ridden up and I move my hands to pull it down.


    When I am done I look up to see the man¡¯s eyes on my legs. It''s my turn to smirk. ¡°Like what you


    see?¡± I am never like this. I never flirt with anyone but maybe Ian¡¯s cheating made me this daring?


    ¡°I actually do. Your body made me so hard baby and you have to take care of my hard on.¡± He says


    while moving closer to me then snakes his arms around my waist. I feel his palm cup my butt and


    squeeze the right cheek. I look at him in shock and try pushing his body that''s packed with muscles


    everywhere.


    ¡°I know you want this.¡± I hear his husky voice near my ear. I feel heat straight from my core which


    makes me squeeze my thighs together. ''What is wrong with me?'' I question myself. I shut my eyes


    trying to gain control but the alcohol only makes it worse. His long and warm fingers has now ridden


    my dress up and are rubbing my clit. I moan in pleasure pulling him by his cors and smash my


    lips on his plump ones.


    The club has very dim lights and everyone is busy doing their stuff so I never mind them. The man


    continues rubbing my clit in circles until I feel one finger inside of me. I can¡¯t take it anymore and


    soon I know everyone would know what we¡¯re doing.


    ¡°Let¡¯s get out of here.¡± The sexy man seems to be reading my thoughts. I nod and take my forgotten


    purse then follow him to a red convertible. It looks so expensive. Bet he goes around shing his


    money to get girls in his bed.


    We sit in the tension filled car for about five minutes and get into an elevator that seems to take us


    to a penthouse. As soon as the elevator doors closes, the man pulls me to him and kisses my lips


    roughly. He ces his hands under my thighs and slightly pulls indicating he wants me to snake


    them around his waist and that¡¯s what I do.


    The elevator doors opens and I find out they lead straight to the penthouse but before I can explore


    I am once again pulled to his lips. His lips leave mine and move to my jaw and down to my neck


    making me moan in pleasure. I start unbuttoning his shirt but he holds my hand.


    He tugs on my tight dress and removes it swiftly leaving me in only my ckce thong with no bra.


    He looks at me, drinking in every inch of my body and like an instinct I move my hands to my chest.


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    ¡°Don¡¯t cover yourself.¡± His husky voice demands and I immediately let go of my hands making them


    fall to my sides. I move to him slowly and start unbuttoning his shirt but when I see it is taking so


    much time I roughly pull it and the buttons go flying everywhere. What? I¡¯m an impatient woman.


    And I know he''s one rich man. He''ll get another one. He smirks at me and I kneel and start untying


    his belt. Thirty long secondster I pull down his designer pants and calvin klein boxers.


    My eyes widen at the sight in front of me. Oh no. Definitely not gonna fit. I¡¯m a virgin for heaven¡¯s


    sake! The man looks at my panicked face and smirks.


    ¡°What? Did you expect any less?¡± I roll my eyes before cing them back on his nine inch dick. ¡®I


    have to do this.¡¯ I tell myself. I have to forget about Ian.


    I ce my slightly shaky fingers on it and with a determined look I start rubbing him along his length


    and before I know it, I ce it in my mouth and suck like my life depends on it.


    The man lets out a shaky breath and holds my hair in a fist and tugs at it and for the first time I feel


    like I am in control of something and it feels so damn nice.


    I feel his muscles tighten and before anything happens he picks me up and ces me on the bed


    kissing me. His fingerse to my clit and rub it even though I am dripping wet.


    ¡°Condom?¡± I ask impatiently. I am so done waiting. He stands up and I feel the cold air brushing my


    naked skin and I try not to shiver. He takes a packet and tears it with his teeth then ces on the


    condom andes back to me.


    My heartbeat increases tremendously knowing that I am going to lose my v-card to aplete


    stranger.


    He takes one of my legs and ces it on his shoulder and slips his enormous dick between my


    folds in one thrust. I feel a searing pain and for a second I almost scream. I feel tearse to my


    eyes but I fight them. When the pain lessens I realize there is no movement.


    I try to move but he holds me still and looks at me with horror.


    ¡°You are a virgin?¡± I roll my eyes and nod. He tries getting up but I hold him.


    ¡°You already broke it. Might still continue. I need this.¡± I might seem desperate but I don¡¯t care. I just


    need to forget Ian''s betrayal.


    ¡°Why didn¡¯t you say something?¡± I only shrug and move my lower body to continue. This is torture.


    He gets the hint and soon we are at it and for how many rounds? I don¡¯t remember. I feel so


    satisfied and sated. And for the first time in that day I forget about my cheating, stupid boyfriend,


    Ian.


    I wake up in an unfamiliar bed and when I move I feel something heavy on my waist. I look to see a


    muscled arm and I have no clothes! Memories fromst nighte to me all at once and one thing


    I always love about myself is that I never have any experience of hangovers.


    I try as hard and as quiet as possible to move to my clothes that are everywhere in therge


    penthouse. I admire it for a minute wondering how rich this man is.


    I go to the elevator in the penthouse and leave as quick as possible. Bye bye handsome man.

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    Two


    I enter into my apartment and find a sleeping Ian on the couch. Looks like he was waiting for me. I


    roll my eyes and get into the bathroom after taking fresh clothes and strip off my dress.


    ¡°Be? Baby, you in there?¡± I roll my eyes immediately getting irritated with Ian. Of course I am in


    here in the shower. I decide to assume him. I''m not ready to deal with his crap now. Twenty minutes


    later I am done and I go to the kitchen. I move straight to the fridge looking for something to eat


    when I only see a few eggs. ''Looks like I have to do some grocery shopping.'' I sigh.


    I feel Ian pressing his chest to my back and try to kiss me but I push him away. I love when he did


    that but now I can¡¯t stomach it. I turn to him. ¡°Thought you were supposed to be gone. I can¡¯t stand


    your sight now. Makes me sick.¡± I sneer at him. I loved Ian and however much I tried I couldn¡¯t get


    the picture out of my head.


    ¡°I was worried about you-¡± I scoff. ¡°Worried? You were worried about me? Joke of the year people.¡± I


    knew I was being a bit of a drama queen but that was what he ims I am. And that was what I am


    going to show him. I raise my hands as if talking to a crowd as I rotate.


    Ian lets out an annoyed sigh. ¡°I¡¯m being serious here Be. Where were you?¡± He is getting


    annoyed? Good. He deserves it anyway. I move towards him slowly looking into his eyes and smirk.


    I move to his ears in a slow dramatic effect making his breath hitch, Ian knows I am shy about


    seduction and sex but I feel so courageous now. Could it be because I''m not a virgin anymore?


    ¡°I went to the same club, got drunk and had myself fucked that I forgot about you. You know the


    best part?¡± I stop to raise his anxiety. When he doesn''t move I lean further into him.


    ¡°I so fucking enjoyed it.¡± I say almost in a whisper. I move away from him and turn without looking at


    him. Swaying my hips exaggeratedly not bothering about him. I am so done with him. I decide to


    move out instead but first I have to look for a new ce and I have a job interview in a month. My


    stomach growls reminding me I have yet to feed it.


    I go into the shared bedroom and take my purse but before I am done putting on my vans the


    bedroom door closes with a bang.


    I roll my eyes at how Ian is being childish without looking back. I feel my body being yanked and


    thrown across the room like literally. My head hits the bed and I am so sure I could get a


    concussion. I blink back the tears that are threatening toe out out of instinct. The pain is


    unbearable.


    Ian moves in front of me and crouches to my level. ¡°Such a pretty face.¡± He coos stroking the side


    of my face. I feel repelled against him. ¡°Too bad no one¡¯s gonna see it again.¡± Oh God! I always


    attract the psychos! First my dad, then this?


    I remain still since I don¡¯t know what his next move is. My dad used to abuse my mom and I until my


    mother decided to give up and ran away leaving me alone to deal with her crazy husband. I learnt


    some self-defence when he was jailed and I had to go to foster care since I was still under age.


    Ian has some muscles which I like but the man is azy toad. I even wondered how he got the


    muscles in the first ce but I learnt it was in the geans since his dad to looked so muscled up.


    Only that he is hardworking. (I doubt that they are rted. They have nothing inmon.)


    He takes out a knife from his back pocket making my body still. He notices my reaction and his face


    lights up with a sardonic smile. He starts toying with the knife moving it from my face down to my


    throat and back.


    ¡°Ian? W-What are you doing baby?¡± He lets out a smallugh that has me chilled to the bones.


    ¡°You know what I liked about you Be? You were this vixen with a sexy body and pretty face but so


    damn innocent. When I figured you were a virgin, I was a goner.¡± His filthy hands start trailing down


    my body. ¡°I knew I had to break you. I had to persevere your smart mouth and dramas each and


    every day. I tried having sex with you but each fucking time you refused. So I bid my time.¡±


    My heart is beating so fast that I am afraid it wille out. Easy there heart. I need you.


    ¡°Yesterday when I came back and found you with those two women, I was so hurt Ian. You cheated


    on me with two women at the same time Ian.¡± I feel tears stinging my eyes but I refuse to show him


    any weakness. ¡°I was willing to give myself to you yesterday.¡± My voice is so low that I almost think


    he didn¡¯t hear what I just said.


    ¡°But you went and fucked another man. I¡¯ll just make this quick.¡± He takes the knife that is right


    beside my head so fast and starts tearing my skin with it. I push him with so much force that he


    moves and falls since it was unexpected. I get to my feet swiftly and kick his nose making him fall


    once again with a grunt.


    I kneel before him and punch him in the face knocking him out. I take the knife and run to the


    cab that had some unused rope taking it out and running back to the room. I tie Ian up and ce


    a wash cloth in his mouth. I search for my phone but I don''t get it and so I run to Mr. Brown¡¯s house


    and knock so hard and desperately.


    After forever, hees out looking like he was just from sleeping and takes in my dishevelled state.


    ¡° Can I have your phone Mr. Brown. I lost mine."He hesitates for a second before moving into the


    house quickly. I follow him in and grab it from his arm before calling the police.


    ¡°What did you say his name was again Ms?¡± I am getting impatient. Ian might wake up soon and


    untie the ropes. ¡°Ian. Ian Conner.¡±


    ¡°Ian Fisher? We¡¯ve been looking for him for two years. Thank you Ms. Isabe. Some men are


    already sent your way and will be there in five minutes.¡±


    Ian? Ian is a criminal? Oh, My God! I ce the phone on the counter muttering quick thanks and


    sprinting to my house then going straight to my room. Ian is just regaining his consciousness.


    ¡°The police areing. What did you do to make them look for you?¡± His eyes are so wide that


    they would fall off any minute. "YOU BITCH!" He shouts before I hear the sirens and thank the


    heavens.


    As expected no answeres from him and I sit there waiting. The bell rings two minutester and


    I stand up and go get it. I lead the police men to him.


    ¡°You will regret this Be.¡± The exact sentence my father said to me. I roll my eyes and I wave at


    him goodbye.


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    I go back into my apartment after giving my statement and cry.

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    Three


    I enter King¡¯spany while my heart is beating so fast. I have an interview in twenty minutes and


    to say I''m nervous would be an understatement. I will my legs to the receptionist who I expect to be


    the clich¨¦ type but instead find a beautifuldy with so minimal makeup and dress pants typing. My


    kind of girl. She looks up when she feels my presence and casts a smile that I know is practiced.


    ¡°Umm. Hi, I came for the human resource position interview.¡± I try smiling at her politely. Her eyes


    light up in recognition. ¡°Isabe Styles, isn¡¯t it?¡± My face must be showing confusion. ¡°Oh! There


    only two of you and the other one just came in.¡± That exins it.


    ¡°Thought I was some celebrity there.¡± Iugh at my humour and thedy joins me. I look at her


    name tag. Emily. ¡°Well you¡¯re not.¡± Emily says in matter of fact with a slight humour. I only grin at


    her.


    ¡°Hope you get the job Ms Styles. I already like you.¡± She says in her weing voice with arge


    smile. She¡¯s so happy. I suddenly remember how the handsome mysterious man had a happy


    expression throughout. I shake my head. Not him again.


    ¡°Please call me Be.¡± I smile at her. ¡°Be it is. Your interview is on the fifteenth floor. The


    elevators are right there. She says pointing to my left. I thank her and go towards the elevators.


    Two minutester I get in and luckily no one is inside. Memories of the man in the club with me


    invades my mind. Again. I remember his kisses and touch. How his fingers¡­ Get a fucking grip


    Be. I decide to think about the interview as I check myself in the mirror. My hair is perfect and my


    white pencil skirt looks decent enough. I have a ck button down blouse that I have tucked in


    making me look professional.


    The elevator dings indicating I have reached my destination. I take in a deep breath as I wait the


    door to open and get out. I see another receptionist who looks like she would rather be at some


    other ce. She is the total opposite of Emily.


    ¡°Hi, I¡¯m here for the inter-¡± I am rudely cut off by the bimbo who looks to be underdressed. ¡°Yeah,


    yeah, yeah go to room 15D.¡± She says looking down at her novel. A manes next to me and


    calls Ashley who I assume it''s her since she hummed when she looked up but her stance changed


    to a flirty one in a second. I almost let out a groan. Her boobs are showing and I know if she shouts


    they will burst out of the revealing top.


    I roll my eyes and go to look for room 15D. I see a man who looks so anxious sitting on one of the


    chairs tapping his foot anxiously. "Stop that. Stop tapping your foot." I snap after a while. It''s so


    annoying. Yeah! I am so pissed off with everyone today. I go and sit on the seat opposite him. He


    smiles at me but I only acknowledge him with a nod. I just don¡¯t feel like being nice.


    After about ten minutes adyes out and calls Mr Jackson and I see the man inhale deeply


    before following her. I feel you Mr Jackson. He looks so nervous that I almost pity him. Keyword


    being almost but I also need the job. I need to move out of the shitty apartment and I have college


    loan to pay and some more expenses.


    My foster father that I came to love is in the hospital and was recently diagnosed with leukaemia.


    His medical bills has drained out my ount but I never mind. He took care of me with all the love I


    never got from my shitty parents and now it''s my turn. His wife and daughter died and so he


    decided to adopt me.


    I am his daughter¡¯s recement. But I never cared. He loves me so much since I remind him of her.


    Mr Jacksones out ten minutester with a neutral expression. I try guessing the oue to no


    avail. Thedy emerges secondster andes to me. ¡°Ms Styles right?¡± I nod my head. ¡°Indeed


    it is.¡± I try cooling down the tension but the woman gives me a tight lip smile. UH OH!


    ¡°Follow me!¡± I get to my feet so fast and soon I''m following her. We get into an elegant office as she


    goes and sits behind the desk. Looks like she is my interviewer after all.


    ¡°Mr Kings would have been here personally to interview you but he was caught up somewhere.


    After all he¡¯s a busy man.¡± I don¡¯t mind. I heard Sydney Kings is a scary man who has the world


    running under his feet. A ruthless man who cares about no one. I''ll make sure not to pass near his


    way. I am clever enough to do that.


    The interview drugs on for about five minutes when the woman keeps on mocking and taunting me.


    I have impressive grades and I am so proud of myself but she is getting on my nerves until finally I


    snap.


    ¡°Excuse me MIss but I would really appreciate if you stop your attitude. This is not being


    professional trying to mock my clothing and school records.¡± I really need this job but screw it. I rise


    from my seat aggressively and take my documents and leave only to collide into a wall. All the


    documents go flying all over the ce. ''Great! I fucking needed this.'' Note the sarcasm.


    I bend to pick them when I notice shinny dress shoes in front of me. They look so expensive and I


    try to resist thepulsion of raising my eyes to look up. I take everything and stand up to


    mesmerizing grey eyes that hold so much anger but I remained immobile when I recognized him.


    ¡°You¡¯re fired.¡± And now I''m confused. I never got over with the interview . No one moves but the


    man¡¯s eyes never leaves mine. Is he really talking to me? ¡°Pack your things and get going Ms


    Kendall.¡± His eyes never leaves mine but I don''t mind. He looks the same only now instead of happy


    he looks so stressed and emotionless. His face is still handsome though but I prefer him when I met


    him at the club. He looked so carefree.


    ¡°Sorry Mr Kings. There is a mis-¡± My eyes widen when I hear his name. ¡°M-Mr K-Kings? You¡¯re


    him?¡± Oh no! I turn around trying to massage my temples. Should I pretend to faint? I can¡¯t get the


    job anyway. Maybe I should just leave. I decide to leave but he holds my hand preventing me from


    doing so and this time I really do faint.


    I wake up in arger office which is themed ck and white. I look around trying to register what


    happened. ¡°Look who got the grace to wake up now?¡± Mr Kings says in a mocking tone and my


    forgotten panices back.


    ¡°I¡¯m so sorry. I have no idea why I fainted. Must have been since I never ate my breakfast or


    something. I know I wasted your time and I have to leave.¡± I know I''m a rambling mess but that¡¯s


    what I do best whenever I a panicked. Mr Kingses to me and gives me a passionate kiss


    leaving me breathless.


    ¡°Have you been with another man Isabe?¡± I give him a ridiculous look. Who is he to ask me such


    questions? That''s personal.


    ¡°What does my private life have to do with this Mr Kings? I only came here for an interview. Not


    some drama or surprises that I didn¡¯t ask for.¡±


    I take my purse and leave without looking back.


    ¡°You¡¯ll be mine Isabe Styles.¡± He says it like a promise that makes my heart beat so fast but I still


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    Four


    I go straight to my shitty apartment. ¡°You¡¯ll be mine Isabe Styles.¡± His voice is now haunting me!


    Why would he want someone like me? I change into arge t-shirt and some yellow sweats.


    ¡®I really need a job.¡¯ I tell myself as I think of what to eat. I make some spaghetti with lots of cheese.


    Looks like I¡¯m going for cheese then. Since I know I wouldn¡¯t cook again till the next day I decide to


    make lots so that I would just heat it upter. That¡¯s pretty much how I always survive. I suddenly


    feel some pain in my lower abdomen but I ignore it. Maybe it is just my periods. They have been a


    weekte after all.


    I eat my food and decide to go buy some pads. It¡¯s always good to be prepared after all. I put my


    hair in a messy ponytail and take my beaded Masaai sandals that my best friend Harry got me on


    one of his travels to Africa. He is a photographer who travels everywhere. I have known him through


    my adoptive dad. He is his nephew who I love like a brother and treated him as my best friend.


    Yeah I know. I have a boring and no social life.


    I get the pads that I use and some ice cream that I instantly want. I am running low on money and I


    know I have to pay the bills and rent but I really can¡¯t resist taking it. I try ignoring it twice when I go


    to pay for my pads but go back for it until I just decide to take it. Screw bills and rent. I really want


    an ice cream right now.


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    ¡°Oh My. You finally took it.¡± The middle aged woman gives me an amusedugh. I can¡¯t help but


    blush at how stupid I might have seemed like. ¡°No need to be embarrassed dear. Cravings are


    normal for pregnancies." WHAT!


    ¡°I¡¯m not pregnant. In fact I came for these.¡± I show her the pads and she gave me an apologetic


    smile. ¡°Oh dear! This is the first time I¡¯m wrong. Sorry to assume.¡± I only give her a small smile as I


    take the packed bag after paying.


    I feel the pain in my stomach again and I hurry to the house to get some painkillers but while I try


    opening the door I see a lot of blood. I touch the blood and raised it. No. period blood doesn¡¯t look


    like this. The pain came back and I clutched my stomach painfully.


    I let out a small cry and the next minute I feel someone¡¯s hand trying to pick me up even though I


    tried to protest. I am ced inside a car and I feel it move but I am in so much pain to question the


    person.


    After a while that feels like days to me I see some nurses trying to get me out of the car to a


    stretcher and that was when I allow the ckness to consume me.


    I hear some beeping sound next to me. I try opening my eyes but the room is filled with bright light


    that I have to shut my eyes first before trying to try open them again. After my mission was


    sessful, I notice I am in a white room. A hospital room. I have different tubes stuck to my body. I


    look around and see a man sleeping on the couch that doesn¡¯t seem toofortable.


    A nursees in with some medicine and syringes on a tray. ¡°I see you are awake. How do you


    feel? Any pain?¡± I try talking but my throat seems dry which she notices and pours some water into


    a cup with straw and puts the straw in front of my lips. ¡°This happens since you haven¡¯t been talking


    for a day or eaten anything.¡± So I''ve been here for a day. I nod at her. She seems nice.


    ¡°I only have this headache though it is not so bad but I could use with some painkiller.¡± We talk a bit


    and the man stirs and I know we have woken him up. Hees to the side of my bed. My eyes


    widen a bit when I realize it is Mr Brown. My neighbour that never talks to me.


    ¡°Mr Brown.¡± I say it like a statement. I give him a confused look since I don''t understand what he''s


    doing here.


    ¡°You are awake. I found you crying in front of your door and you were bleeding.¡± It was him! I felt


    being picked up but I was in too much pain to notice. Then everythinges back to me. ¡°Why was


    I bleeding? Did the doctor say anything?¡±


    Mr Brown lets out a sign and passes his hands down his face. He really looked good now that I


    really look at him. He has brown curly hair that looked so messy though it was styled with gel as


    always. He had a deep set of blue eyes that reminded me of something or someone I couldn¡¯t ce


    my finger on. He always has this serious face that makes him look somewhat arrogant. Another


    arrogant face that I met recentlyes to me and I roll my eyes. I look at Mr Brown and see him


    give me a confused face and I remember I rolled my eyes at him.


    ¡°Sorry. Your face just reminded me of someone.¡± I give him a smile. He only nods. ¡°I think I¡¯ll have


    the doctor talk to you. And by the way I know nobody you are close with so I wrote my name as an


    uncle.¡± What? Why would he do that? We barely even talk. I thank him before he leaves for the


    doctor.


    I sit back on the bed and try to rx since I feel my muscles are so stiff. I think about how Mr Brown


    is. I never expected him to act this way. I don¡¯t even know his first name! This is the second time


    he''s saved me in a short span of time even though we never talk. He is so private and I hardly see


    him but I never mind. Seems like I¡¯ll have to invite him for dinner or make him some pie to thank


    him.


    Mr Brownes in with a woman in a white coat who I assume is the doctor. ¡°Hello Ms Styles. I am


    your doctor, Talia Greene.¡± She stops next to me holding a sort of file with my name highlighted on


    it. ¡°You have been unconscious for twenty hours even though there were times that you moaned out


    in pain but were able to stop them by giving you some very strong painkillers and we had to stop


    your bleeding. We did some blood transfusion since you were low on blood.¡±


    She looks up from the folder and turns her gaze to Mr Brown before taking it back to me. ¡°Actually it


    was your uncle Steven Brown who donated his blood. B+.¡± so his name was Steven Brown. Nice.


    May¡­ WAIT WHAT? ¡°He donated his blood?¡± My eyes are so wide that I feel them almost popping


    out. ¡°Yes. Looks like there was some shortage and it was an emergency and he offered his. Is there


    a problem?¡± I shake my head no and realize it was painless. ¡°Thank you uncle Steve.¡± I give ¡®my


    uncle¡¯ a huge smile which he returns with a genuine one after a slight hesitation. It seems people


    don¡¯t smile at him. I don''tment on that though.


    ¡°So why was I bleeding doc? I had stomach cramps and I knew I was supposed to have my periods


    but I never expected to have so much blood lose. What¡¯s even strange was that it came a week


    later. Could it be because I just lost my virginity a month ago?¡± I have started rambling again. I am


    nervous since I know I have a problem. I hate getting sick. I knew I have no money to pay my


    hospital bills so I prevented so much from going to hospital.


    Doctor Greene gives me an apologetic smile. ¡°You didn¡¯t know, did you?¡± I furrow my eyebrows and


    travelled my gaze to Mr Brown who has an unreadable expression on his face. ¡°Kno-Know what?¡±


    My mind has already thought of all possible things. ¡®Cervical cancer?¡¯ out of reflex I clutched my


    stomach and the doctor gives me a small sad smile.


    ¡°You are five weeks pregnant.¡± I faint.

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    Five


    Five fucking weeks pregnant? How? I¡¯ve only been with one man.


    Sydney Kings.


    But he used condoms. Or not? Oh! My! Fucking! Gosh! How could I have been so careless? Now I


    have a baby inside of me? I touch my belly but I remember the bleeding.


    ¡°I was bleeding. What happened? Is it safe?¡± My heart is pounding so fast that I have to breathe in


    deeply.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry Ms Styles but you encountered a condition called ¡®Vanishing Twin Syndrome.¡¯ You had


    twins but you had a miscarriage and only one of them survived.¡± My heartbeat picks up again and I


    feel some pain in my chest. I am already a bad mother in a month into pregnancy.


    I feel a tear drop to my cheeks but I wipe it so fast. My life is prone to disasters and I am used to it.


    Maybe I¡¯m just a sucker for pain.


    I might be ¡®the tigress¡¯ but this was too much. Another teares and I do the same but they


    be uncontroble. ¡°The cause couldn¡¯t be identified since everything was perfectly fine.¡± I look


    at the doctor in disbelief.


    ¡°What do you mean you couldn¡¯t identify the cause?¡± I want to scream. Should I tell him? No. the


    baby is mine. But he¡¯s the father. He has a right to know. What if he denies it? What if he takes the


    baby and keeps it then sends me away?


    ¡°Ms Styles. This condition happens abruptly and sometimes the mother doesn¡¯t even know that a


    baby has been miscarried. We¡¯ve run tests on your blood but everything seems fine. Do you have


    any hereditary diseases or conditions?¡±


    I have no medical records since I abruptly moved here. ¡°Yes. A mild case of asthma. Itst attacked


    when I was twelve years old and since then I have been fine. I was told my grandmother had it too.¡±


    ¡°Your mother has it too.¡± Mr Brown says in a low voice that I almost miss his words but I hear them.


    ¡°What? How do you know that?¡± His eyes widen slightly. ¡°Um it is just a random thought.¡± He looks


    nervous and I nod but I know I would talk to himter. So many things aren¡¯t adding up.


    ¡°Is my baby in danger?¡± Dr Greene gives me a small smile and produces a copy of something and


    gives it to me. At first I don''t understand what it is until I see. the different shapes. A hand lifts to my


    mouth as tears of joye to my eyes. It looks like a bean.


    The doctor gives me some instructions and soon leaves me to rest since I feel so sleepy that I can¡¯t


    take it anymore. Dreams of me telling Sydney about my childe to me.


    I pace around the hospital room thinking of ways to tell Sydney Kings about the pregnancy. I


    somehow know he won¡¯t take this so easily. I''m ready to be a mother. Heck! I have no job! I live in a


    shitty apartment. How can I raise a child? A thought of an abortiones but I quickly dismiss the


    thought before it registers in my mind.


    The hospital room door opens and Mr Brownes in with a bag containing my clothes and


    toothbrush that I had asked him to bring. I go into the bathroom and change into my clothes. The


    bills are settled even though Mr Brown has insisted on doing it but I have refused. I''m not


    comfortable with him paying for my bills. I already have lots of questions to ask him.


    As soon as Dr Greene gives me an okay to leave, I head straight out of the hospital. Mr Brown is


    behind me and I can¡¯t help but feel irritated. I stop and turn to him. ¡°Thank you Mr Brown for all the


    help and care you have given me but I can really take it from here. I assume you have lots of things


    to do.¡±


    ¡°Steven. Call me Steven. We are way passed the second names Isabe.¡± He gives me a small


    smile that looks odd since I never saw him smile but it makes him look a little bit friendly. ¡°I know


    you have questions and we have to talk. Let¡¯s get to my apartment and I will tell you everything you


    need to know.¡±


    I really need to be answered but what if Mr Steven is a killer, or another psycho? But he''s helped


    me twice when I was vulnerable. What if he¡¯s stalking me? He mentioned my mother though. This


    was frustrating. I can use my moves on him if he tries anything.


    I open my mouth to answer him but he beats me to it. ¡°Maybe we could just talk in yours maybe


    you¡¯ll feel better.¡± He must have noticed the conflict in my eyes. Everyone says I have very


    expressive eyes. I give him a grateful smile then follow him to his car.


    The ride from the hospital is ufortable and to say I''m not anxious would be a big lie. I don''t


    know what to expect but I try to keep my mind open. Thankfully after ten long minutes we are there.


    Steven gets into his apartment as he has to take some things that he needs to show me which


    gives me some time to get into some joggers and a loose shirt. I heat some milk in a ss which I


    take. I love milk and now I had cravings for milk. Ten minutester Stevenes with a blue folder


    and sits on a love seat.


    I take my ss of milk and settle on the opposite seat from him. ¡°Who are you Steven Brown?¡± I


    look at his face. His face remains neutral. Does he have any emotions?


    ¡°I am Jason Styles." I gasp at that. We have the samest names. Is he...? "I am an undercover


    agent and I work for your family. Your mother specifically.¡± He takes out some papers from his folder


    and gives them to me. It has a picture of a middle age woman probably in herte forties, 47? She


    had brown hair slightly darker than mine and blue eyes just like mine and Jason''s. I have her


    features and we resemble.


    I stared at the photo for what seems like a millennium before I snap out of it. I look at the details.


    Her name Carolina Styles aged 46 and widowed. I looked up to see Stev¡­Jason looking at me.


    ¡°What is this?¡± I feel myself shake. I have a mother? But I was told my parents died. I grew up with


    shitty parents who died some years back. ¡°What kind of joke is this Mr Styles?¡± That seems odd


    when I call him that but I say nothing. I ce the half ss of milk on the coffee table before I stand.


    ¡°You have to calm down Isabe. You are pregnant, remember?" I feel so frustrated but I take in a


    deep breath until I feel calm.


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    ¡°Please sit. I can¡¯t exin anything if you are not calm.¡± I follow his instructions even though I don''t


    want to. I¡¯m really not good with instructions but for the sake of mying baby I won¡¯t risk. I


    already lost one.


    I ce my palm on my stomach as a reflex without thinking. ¡°Carolina is my sister but I work for


    her.¡± He pauses looking at me. Waiting for a reaction. Jason Styles is my uncle. The first real family


    I''ve met. He seems young though. I nod for him to continue even though I can feel tears well up in


    my eyes. Stupid hormones.


    ¡°When you were five you were kidnapped when your mother met up with me in a mall. I went to get


    your mother¡¯s gift from the car since it was her birthday but when I got back she looked so pale and


    she was everywhere looking for you. She said she was distracted by some tourists when they


    asked for some directions but when they left you were gone. Since then your mother wasn¡¯t the


    same. She hated her birthdays. She got sick often because she never ate or even took care of


    herself.¡±


    My heart is beating so fast. I was kidnapped? My mother is alive? Why would I be kidnapped? I


    looked up to look at my uncle. It felt strange to say that. He has tears running down his cheeks.


    ¡°Where is she now?¡± I ask the question that has been bugging me since I saw her picture. Jason


    exhales arge amount of breath.


    ¡°After some years she had so much stress levels triggering her asthma attacks. She survived them


    but after two years she got into depression. He shut herself from the world. She wouldn¡¯t get out of


    her room and would stay for months in it. She had episodes where she would call you.¡± Jason


    stands from his seat andes to mine and takes my hands into his.


    ¡°You are her world Isabe. Matthew died when she was eight months pregnant making her to go


    into shock and had an earlybour. They had nned to get married a few months after your birth.¡±


    My mother had gone through so much. Tearse to my eyes and I can¡¯t wipe them. I want to cry


    for my mother¡¯s sufferings. To cry for the life that she¡¯s gone through. To cry for the sufferings we


    both went through when we we¡¯re apart.


    ¡°You we¡¯re the only part she had of Matthew and so she loved you so much. Matthew was in the


    FBI. He was shot in one of his missions and died. Your mother had prepared the house for his


    coming since he was supposed to be back before your birthdate.¡± I let out a shaky breath.


    Jason stood letting my hand fall back onto myps.¡± Your mother is sick. Schizophrenia. She¡¯s in a


    facility. Her mind isn¡¯t fine. She started seeing you and took your dolls and cradled them and sang to


    them. She¡¯s been there for two years now but she seems to be getting better. I came here to look


    for you and when I found you I had to look out for you before I could tell you anything.¡±

 Six

    Six


    I am still and numb. Jason had already left but I can''t move. My life had taken a very big turn.


    Just a month ago I found my ex cheating on me with two big boobed whores. A month ago I


    decided to go to a club and ended up losing my virginity. A monthter I find out Im pregnant. IM


    PREGNANT. A pregnancy that is unknown to the dad. A pregnancy that I already lost a baby. And


    now I find out I was kidnapped and my birth mother is unstable?


    I decide to look for something to eat before I go to sleep. I make some chicken sandwich and some


    chocte milk. I ce my food on the ind and take out my phone. I need a job now more than


    ever. I notice the same job that I was interviewed for is still open but I skip it. I cant work for the man


    responsible for my pregnancy.


    I find another vacant ce for personal assistant for the CEO of C and S Company. I know being a


    PA could be tedious but I could still apply. But Im sure the pay is good. I decide to apply for the


    position before retiring to sleep.


    *********


    I wake up to find the room is still dark. I reach out for my phone to check the time. 4.20am. Great! I


    get out of bed and decide to jog for an hour. Jogging won''t affect my baby, right?


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    I get into my jogging gear and take a bottle of water from the fridge. ce my earphone in my ears


    and leave the apartment after i double check it''s secure.


    The air is slightly warm when i go to the empty road. I love jogging from time to time and i do it like


    once to thrice a week depending on my moods. I run mostly as a stress reliever. I run down the


    familiar road for about twenty minutes when I see a body next to the road. I stop abruptly and


    contemte on whether to go to it or head back home but i know i''ll only feel guilty afterwards.


    I take in a deep breath and jog to the body. The closer I got the more i realised that he body is a


    man''s. I go to him and I see blood covering his face and chest.


    I see that he''s breathing although he''s unconscious. I take my phone out to call for an ambnce.


    I take my bottled water and try to wash the blood off his face getting my breath hitched when I see


    the stupid handsome face of Sydney Kings!


    I stand so fast from my crouching position and look at the face with my eyes so wide.


    What happened to him? I see purple bruises on his chest and face and a cut on his stomach. His


    attackers might have left him good for dead.


    My heartbeat quickens when I remember he''s the father to my unborn baby and I kneel next to him.


    The ambnce is taking so long and as a minute goes by the more anxious and restless I be.


    "Hey. You have to be strong. You hear? I called for an ambnce, it has to be here anytime soon. "


    As soon as I utter those words I hear a slight sound of the siren. I stand and try to look at the


    direction where i hear them from.


    Two minutester Sydney is taken into the ambnce and i decide to go with him. The medical


    people try to clean his wounds as I watch silently not knowing what to do. I have a weird feeling in


    my heart but I don''t want to know what it is.


    We arrive at the same hospital that I was in and Sydney is rushed to the operating room to have a


    bullet removed from his arm. How had I missed the bullet wound? I wait in the waiting room as the


    medical people do their thing.


    Its 7am when the doctor tells me that Sydney has been transferred to a room where he''s sleeping


    and might wake up after six hours or more.


    I go to his room and sit next to his bed since it''s the only chair avable and I watch him sleep.


    His face now looks somewhat peacefulpared to how it was before the surgery.


    His eyebrows are thick. They look perfect for his face. I look at the closed eyes and remember their


    brown color that remind me of honey. His eyeshes are so long! I scoff and wonder why he would


    need longshes. Maybe I could get some scissors and cut them. He won''t know I did it. Right?


    My eyes lower to his move that loves slightly crooked. Bet he got it broken a couple of times. There


    is a pale line running from the left side of his nose to his cheeks. I stupidly lift my hand without any


    thought and bring it to the gash. Immediately my hand touches his face, my heart skips a beat when


    I hear a voice.


    "What are you doing to my fianc¨¨? "I extract my hand so fast with my eyes like a deer caught in the


    headlights.


    Thedy is taller than me and looks like a model with a short pink skirt and a matching coat. Her


    hair is blonde and has green eyes. She looks so beautiful. I bet she''s a model.


    I remeber her sentence and stiffen. "Fianc¨¨? " My heart starts beating so fast and I move away from


    Sydney. I can''t believe I had sex with an engaged man. How dare he?


    The woman gave an irritated look that said ''Stop talking to me and get the hell out of here.'' I almost


    laughed and moved further away from the idiotying on the bed.


    "I''m the one who got your fianc¨¨ here when he was brutally attacked. Now that you are here I''ll get


    going." I gave her a sarcastic smile as I left the room and made my way to the apartment. I had no


    money on me and walking would take at least thirty minutes. ''I came out of the house to jog. Maybe


    i could just do that and be home in maybe fifteen minutes.'' And I did just that.


    I got into the house and ced my phone on the kitchen Ind before I made my way to the


    bathroom. I reeked of sweat and I felt so ufortable in my slightly dump clothes.


    I took a quick shower and made some breakfast but as soon as I was done eating, I felt nauseous


    and I ran to the bathroom and got every food I ate out of me.


    I sighed. Morning sickness. But I feel hungry again! Crap!

 Seven

    Seven


    The interview in the C and Spany was uneventful apart from the res from different women


    that wanted the same position. I get into my apartment and go straight to the kitchen. I was starving.


    I decide to make some pasta amd some grilled chicken.


    I''m used to the quiet life. Always alone. No friends. But for once I feel so lonely. Instinctively, I ce


    my palm on my stomach and smile. Maybe I really need my baby. A thought of Sydney passes


    through my mind. I know he would be discharged two days. It is written on the papers with his face


    everywhere. I feel sopelled to go see him and me being me, I took my purse and left for the


    hospital.


    Once I came out from the cab I start questioning myself. I always did things without thinking about


    the endings. I was sort of the ''actions now consequencester'' type of girl. I had to live like this to


    survive.


    ''Look where that led you now. You''re pregnant with an engaged man''


    I walk to the front desk and find an older nurse.


    "Hi. I''m here to see Mr Kings." The nurse looks up from the screen and gives me a tired look.


    "Mr King''s room is private and only family members are allowed."


    I really need to tell him about the baby. ording to the news he has been awake for only a day


    and ''almost as good as new''.


    I let out a sigh and turn pretending to give up. I would sneak in to his room since I already know it.


    I slow walk to the front doors. I look back to see the nurse concentrating on the screen once more


    before I make a dash for the elevator.


    2 minutester. I am in the third floor that has the private wings. There are about five men with ck


    suits and ear pieces. Geez! Talk about being rich with ridiculous numbers of body guards. I have to


    think fast. And I have the perfect n.


    I hold the clipboard that I never bothered to see who it belonged to and try walking in my acquired


    nurse dress I had gotten from the storage room. Apparently a nurse had just changed into her


    clothes and I took them before she even noticed. It has a badge. I changed in the bathroom and


    kept the others in my purse.


    I go back to the third floor trying to appear confident. Perks of having a hard life. made you a damn


    good actress. I pass the body guards with a slight nod of the head and soon I am by the door where


    another one is stationed.


    "I''m here to check on Mr Kings." F¨¹cking sweat had to start dripping now!


    The body guard looks at me for a while. "I have not seen you here before."


    I gulp. ''I can do this'' Movies made this look so easy. "I was actually assigned here this evening. My


    friend had an emergency." Thest partes out almost as a question and I internally cringe.


    "I''m very aware that the nurse Celine Richards was here ten minutes ago." His gaze is on the badge


    hanging on my neck.


    Okay. I never thought this through and maybe fate just didn''t want me to tell Sydney about our baby.


    I nce at the badge and see the same name. Oh No!


    "Yeah I know. Same names bring so much confusion. Right? But really need to attend to Mr Kings.


    You know how he is when impatient." I tried passing through the door but the big man held my


    elbow.


    "I don''t think so miss. Go back from where you came from and avoid trouble. Go before my


    generosity wears thin."


    I should go. I really should turn and go. Go home and make that sandwich that I''m craving so much.


    Maybe I should just tell him how urgent this is.


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    "I really need to get in there. He knows me and his life is on the line here. Infact I was the one who


    found him on the roadside and brought him here. I mean no harm. I really need to tell him


    something."


    The man res at me with warning in his eyes. "Go home miss..."


    "Styles. Just inform him I''m here. He knows me. Please."


    The body guard looks like he is considering it until the door that I tried passing through is opened.


    The fianc¨¦ that talked to me passes through and looked at me.


    "What''s happening here Ben? My fianc¨¦ isining of the noise here." Looking at her makes


    me feel so guilty. Her fianc¨¦ cheated on her with me. I''m now pregnant with his child. Will she


    forgive him? She looks so good and nice.


    "Miss Styles here wants to have a word with Mr Kings. She was just leaving."


    The woman turnes to me and lookes at my clothes then rises to the badge and her eyebrow lifts


    before she turned to my face.


    "You are a nurse now?" She has a smirk that mocks me. I feel the urge to roll my eyes but I decide


    against it.


    "I really need to talk to him. It''s very important." she furrows her eyebrows wandering what business


    I have with Sydney.


    "What? How do you know him? Did you have anything to do with his attack?" This is not what I


    expected. I really should have gone home when Ben said so. I shouldn''t even hade to this


    ce. "Maybe I should just leave. I''ll go see him in his office when he gets better." I turn ready to


    leave. Mission fa...


    "Bianca? What''s happening?" The voice of the cheating man I hade for fills the now silent


    hallway. I turn so fast ande face to face with Sydney Kings in ck joggers and a wife beater.


    "Isabe? What are doing here?" His face is filled with curiosity and surprise.


    "Um... I really need to talk to you." My left hand goes to scratch the back of my neck. It''s an action I


    do every time I''m nervous.


    Sydney studies me for some time before he nods and turns heading back into the room. His fianc¨¦


    who I now know is Bianca follows him as I take a deep breath before doing the same.


    The room has a bunch of flowers and two ''get well soon'' cards are next to them. A jug halfway filled


    with water is next to the bed and a ss next to it. A white coach with a duffel bag is on the furthest


    right with a small table in front of it. The room is bigger and better than the one I had. It even has a


    larger television and a small fridge. Not that I''mining.


    Sydney heads to the bed and Bianca helps him settle in. Seeing this makes me feel guilty knowing


    that I might break their beautiful rtionship.


    Gosh! I really should leave things the way they are. They both seem happy and smiling. But why


    would Sydney cheat on her with me? Why would he go to a club and get a one night stand? Should


    I really do this? Bianca deserves to know that her fianc¨¦ is a lying bastard.


    "I''ll go get something to eat. Maybe a hotdog or something. Need anything?" Bianca asks Sydney.


    "I told you I''m fine Bianca. Just get yourself something to eat. You have to be healthy for the baby.


    Okay?"


    My world stops. Everything fades. No sound. No motion. Nothing. I feel my body being shaken but I


    can''t do anything. Finally everythinges all at once. I hear my name being called and my


    shoulders shaken. I wince at the sudden loud sound. I look at the person to see a panicked Sydney.


    I remember him telling Bianca to eat for two since she''s pregnant and suddenly I move away from


    him.


    "I have to go. I''m sorry for wasting your time."


    I knew I should have nevere. I run all the way to the cab''s picking point and get into one and


    tell the driver my address.


    I get out of the taxi immediately after paying and run to my apartment. I get in and someonees


    from the kitchen with an apron. My best friend. He looks at my out of ce hair and nurses'' clothes.


    "Harry." I ran to him and hug him so tightly like my life depends on it. He hugs me back knowing I


    need it and takes as both to the sofa. My legs are wrapped around him and my hands around his


    neck. I cry as he ys with my hair silently until I cool down.


    "What happened?" He asks in a soft voice that he uses when I have breakdowns like this. I''m silent


    for about five minutes.


    "I''m pregnant Harry." His hands still for a second before they resume ying with my hair.


    "He''s engaged." I hear Harry take in a deep breath and release it so slowly.


    "What happened?" I tell him everything. About Ian, about Sydney and the interviews and about my


    new found family.

 Eight

    Eight


    I find Harry making some coffee and a ss of chocte milk and pancakes on the side. It''s been


    twelve days since we moved to this apartment that Harry bought since he wanted a break from


    traveling. Two weeks since I went to the hospital and a week since I got the job. I eat my breakfast


    so fast and rinse the dishes after Harry is done with his too and ce them in the dish washer.


    Since I told Harry about my pregnancy, he has been a mother hen and so overprotective. He even


    drops me to work and picks me up. Most coworkers think that he''s my boyfriend and we made no


    attempt to correct it. Maybe we just don''t care to do it.


    We arrive the C and S Company building fifteen minutester and as always Harry takes me to the


    building ensuring that I''ll call him when I''m done. I really need to buy a car.


    Harry kisses my forehead before turning as I enter the building.


    "I have to get myself a boyfriend. You guys are too cute for life." Jena, a coworker that has been


    friendlier than otherses to my side as I get into elevator. She always has the perfect taste of


    clothes. She looks so ssy and so business type. She has ck cks, a white button blouse and


    a ck zer. She has ck stilettos that increase three inches to her five foot six height.


    "He''s okay." I smile at that and think about Harry. He forced me to move in with him and pays


    attention to me. He''s so perfect but I know we can never be anything more than friends. We tried


    kissing once when we were seniors in highschool but it was so repulsive. Everyone assumed we


    were dating and we thought of it if it were a possibility. I brought up the kissing idea and Harry was


    into it. We kissed for about five seconds but I felt nothing. It was so blunt and after we were done we


    even wiped the kiss off reflexively. Since then we were both sure nothing could happen between us.


    "He''s handsome. He''s hot. I mean look at him..." Jena''s eyes widened when she realised what she''s


    saying.


    "We all have eyes you know. I mean it''s obvious." She tried again and this time I let out a small


    laugh. "Rx. He''s just my best friend. His body is... okay. Though I would never tell him that." I turn


    to look at Jena who''s mouth is so wide and her eyes almost bulging out. She looks so funny.


    "You''re not dating? Oh my gosh! He... you guys really look like you''re together you know."


    I hear a ding and I know Jena has reached her destination since I go to the highest floor. I wink at


    her as she gets out and the door shuts leaving me once again alone.


    Secondster I get out of the elevator and get into my office to prepare everything before Mr Keels


    arrives.


    Mr Keels is soon to be fifty years old and the CEO of C and Spany that I''vee to love


    working for. Mr Keels has been so good to me even though I heard he''s a pain in the arse to his


    previous PAs. I quickly take his coffee when I''m notified by Lilith of his arrival. Lilith is the lobby


    secretary and always on the look out and notifies me every morning when he arrives so I can make


    his coffee and hand it to him when he arrives.


    I make the coffee and take the iphone tablet that contains his schedules of the day and head to the


    office. I raise my hand to knock but I hear his voice and two other men''s. He has no appointment


    now since I had already mastered it in my head and I wonder who came to see him when he''s not


    been in for even two minutes. I knock twice and all voices cease before I hear ae in.


    "Morning Mr Keels. I have your coffee here." I ce the cup on his desk as he matters a thank you.


    "Meet my business associates. Mr James and Mr Kings." My extended arm posses midway but I


    manage to continue extending it to a so good looking man that has blonde hair and beautiful green


    eyes. "Nice to meet you Mr James." I smile at him. I withdraw my hand before he even says


    anything. Yeah I know I might seem rude but I hate body contact.


    I turn to a smirking Sydney. "How are you Ms Styles?" I scowl at him. Now Mr Keels will want to


    know how we know each other. "Never been better Mr Kings." His hand stays longer and I roughly


    pull mine.


    "I see you''ve already met Ms Styles, Sydney." Mr Keels says amusementced in his tone. My eyes


    stray to Mr James for a second and I see his eyes on me. I quickly avert mine and move close to Mr


    Keels.


    "Yes. Ms Styles here came for an HR interview in mypany but never got it." His stupid smirk is


    on his face. "I wonder why." I whisper to myself which Sydney''s smirk widens.


    "Really?" Mr keels oblivious to Sydney''s antics seems really surprised. "Your loss then. Isabe is


    the most efficient employee I''ve had in a while. I quite like her." I turn red with all the attention that I


    get and excuse myself and leave after taking the tablet.


    I sit inside my office and stare at my boss'' door. What the hell just happened? This is not how I


    expected to have my day. Sydney looks so much better since Ist saw him in the hospital. No one


    could even guess he was shot. His hair looks ruffled in a stylish way and his tailored suit I''d bet it


    was made specifically for him. The scene of him and Bianca at the hospital reys in my head and


    every thought of him vanishes. I let out a stream of colorful curses at him before I concentrate on


    my work.


    ''Inhale peace, exhale stress.'' I repeat this to myself as I take in deep breaths with my eyes closed.


    "Did I really make your heart race that fast sweetheart?" I pause my stress relieving exercise and


    look up to find a grinning Sydney.


    "I would have liked you a little bit" I say holding my thumb close to my second finger "If you were a


    even less full of yourself. Jeez! How did you even fit in that elevator?" I hearughter next to him


    and I look up to see Mr Jamesughing making heat crawl up my cheeks.


    I look down feeling so embarrassed. "I wonder what happened between you two. I already like you."


    Mr James says in a yful tone.


    "Can I do anything for you Mr James?" I try to change the subject into a more professional one.


    "Call me Liam, doll." I return his smile but soon it''s cut short by Sydney freaking Kings. "Enough with


    the flirting. We have more important things to do." He says in a cold voice and turns on his heels.


    "Say hi to your fianc¨¦ Mr Kings." Shit. Why did I say that? Stupid Be. Stupid stupid stupid.


    "I will Ms Styles." He says in a tight smile and leaves immediately. Jeez! What stuck up his ass this


    time?


    "This tension is so thick.You got some scissors here?" I roll my eyes and Liam chuckles before he


    leaves.


    ***********


    "Isabe." I raise my eyes and find Jason next to my door. What business does he have here?


    "Jason. What are doing here?" Am I supposed to call him uncle now? No. I''ll think about all this


    later.


    "We have a meeting now with Luke. I came with Mr Andrews."


    I raise an eyebrow. "What do you have to do with thewyer and Mr Keels, Jason?"


    He shrugs. "You''ll see. You''ll also join us since you are part of the meeting."


    I stop on my tracks and look at Jason. Why am I needed? Maybe it''s the normal minutes writing that


    I usually take. Everything is so abnormal today. Why would Jason say I''m part of it? I follow Jason


    into the office where he doesn''t knock.


    "Ah, Isabe. Nice of you to join us." Mr Keels says. This is so totally strange. Jason pulls a chair for


    me and I seat on it without thanking him and look at all the men waiting for an answer.


    Let me give you a small introduction of thepany Isabe." Mr Keels starts. I furrow my


    eyebrows and look at him strangely. Why would I need thepany''s history? Mr Keels stands and


    starts.


    "C and Spany was started forty years ago by Colin Styles and headed it for seven years before


    it was handed down to his eldest child, Caroline Styles." Everything stills for a second when I hear


    the name that has been on my mindtely. Well,  one of the names. Oh! God! Caroline Styles. My


    mum. I feel like the room gets smaller and hotter. What''s happening to me? I try fanning myself


    using my hand but no use. Water. I need a ss of water. I look at Jason who gets up immediately


    and gets me a ss of water. I take it and take in deep breaths.


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    Inhale peace,  exhale stress. I try that for about three times and soon I''m better.


    I look up to see Mr Keel''s worried face next to Jason''s. Mr Andrews stands behind them looking


    uncertain of what to do.


    I ce a smile on my face. "Please continue Mr Keels."

 Nine

    Nine


    Turns out Mr Keels is handing over thepany to me. Funny, I know. If a month and a half ago I


    would be told I''d be a rich pregnant heiress who was impregnated by Sydney Kings, I wouldugh


    in your face and ask you to join a mental hospital. That''s just sick. But here I am.


    Mr Keels exined how my mother wouldn''t be the CEO since she got depressed and Jason was


    never interested withpany work so Mr Keels took over until another suitable person would be


    found. Me.


    We agreed that since I''m pregnant I would only get to know how everything works and prepare


    myself to take over six months after my baby''s birth.


    I take out my flowery sundress after taking a bath ready to go see my mother in the clinic. Jason


    should be here in twenty minutes and since I''m not applying any makeup that means more time for


    me.


    It''s been a week since the meeting at the office and I told Jason and Mr Keels that I would only


    ept the position if I get to meet my mother.


    The ten-minute drive to the clinic makes me nervous and excited. I grew up with abusive people


    that I thought were my parents. The woman I thought was my mother died eight years ago because


    of overdose and the man I thought was my father increased his alcohol and drug intake making me


    his punching bag until someone called the police and he was found assaulting me. Six years ago I


    was informed he died after a failed attempt of escape and told on his partners whoter beat him to


    death.


    I''m so d they were not my real parents. Turns out they were the kidnappers even though they


    were working for someone who is yet to be known.


    We arrive at the clinic and head straight to my mother''s room. Jason opens the door for me and I


    take a very deep breath before going in.


    There she is. Sitting on a sofa watching a show on the television. Her hair that looked thick on the


    photograph doesn''t look healthy anymore. She looks so thin but not malnourished. Sheughs at a


    part and I instantly smile loving how sheughs. It''s carefree and genuine. Jason goes to her and I


    follow him closely. Since her back is to us she doesn''t notice us.


    "I told you Lucy. I''m fine. I don''t need those pills. My daughter is all I need." Her soft voice cuts


    through the air. My eyes tear up when I hear what she says and I couldn''t be happier.


    Jason moves in front of her and whispers something and she turns so fast making me cringe. That


    speed could cause a whish.


    She stands and just like me we seem rooted to the spot.


    "Mummy." I move so fast and hug her. "Isabe. My little Be. My angel. I''m here. Mummy''s here."


    She kisses my forehead repeatedly as we both cry in each other''s arms for about thirty minutes.


    An hourter after talking with both Jason and my mother, Jason decides to leave us to catch up


    and promises toe and pick me up in the evening. I tell my mother about my childhood leaving


    out the abuse details.


    We watch some movies and shows together and eat ice cream and by the time we know it, Jason


    comes back with pizza. We leave an hourter.


    I already feel like I''ve known my mother all my life and I want to be with her all the time.


    "I''ve never seen her so happy. Her eyes are now brighter." Jason says as he gets into the car.


    "Yeah. We had so much fun and talked. We had an instant connection. I''m so happy I don''t even


    know what to call you." This makes Jasonugh and I join in.


    "You used to call me uncle J. There were times you called me JJ." He says with a smile. "We were


    so close you know. Allies. Partners in crime. We loved to prank your mum."


    I look at Jason and start tough. "JJ." I say tasting it in my mouth. "That''s nice. I love it. You look


    so young to be my uncle you know. What are you? Thirty?"


    "36. I''m not that young."


    "Now we have to find you a wife." I tease him. Heughs.


    "So. Will you take up the position? You seem perfect for it." The mood in the car instantly changes.


    "I''ll think about it. But I''ll still live with Harry until I find my own ce." JJ nods at this but says


    nothing. We stay in silence for about two minutes.


    "Is he the dad?" I choke on the air and turn to him. "No. He''s my best friend. The dad doesn''t even


    know about her."


    "Her? Your baby is a girl?"


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    "I...I had this dream of a girl and I''ve always wanted a girl to dress up with you know." I scratch my


    neck at this and look outside the window and notice we''re five minutes away from Harry''s house.


    We drive in silence the rest of the way soon JJ parks the car in front of Harry''s house.


    "What type of cars do you love Be?" Jason asks and somehow I know where this conversation is


    heading.


    "Nope. If I need a car, I''ll work for it. I''ll buy myself a car."


    "There so many unused cars with no one to use. You won''t have Harry or me take you everywhere.


    I could even bring you a chauffeur if you need one."


    I look outside the window and think about what Jason says. Harry won''t need to wake up so early


    and take me to work. I also need to start buying stufs for my baby and I''ll need to move. Harry might


    be busy.


    "What if I destroy them. Like get into an ident or something?"


    "Those cars are basically yours since they belong to your mother. And they are insured. Besides,


    you''re pregnant and I know you''ll drive safely. But the chauffeur is better."


    Wow. This seems like a dream that I''m not ready for. It doesn''t seem real.


    "Is there a te? I''ve always wanted one." Jasonughs at this. It is then I notice that I''m


    comfortable with Jason.


    Jason agrees to bring the car in two days and I get into the house.


    I find Harry busy in the kitchen cookingsagna which makes me drool instantly.


    "Hey Harry. I''m home." I go and hug him. "Hey Be. How was your mum?" I smile at this.


    "She''s so perfect. The doctor said if she keeps up she''ll be out of there in less than a year."


    "Hope you told her about your gorgeous, sexy and humble bestie." Iugh at that. "You wish Harry,


    you wish." I say this even though we both know I told her about him. I see his smirk.


    I go and change into somefortable clothes and head back to Harry who''s done cooking.


    "JJ. Will bring my car in two days by the way." I say after I eat a few bites.


    "JJ?" Harry raises an eyebrow in question. "Yeah. My uncle, Jason. You met him. Remember?"


    "Yeah I do. So you getting a new car already?" Harry knows about my inheritance and has been


    supportive of it. When some money was withdrawn in my ount I immediately transferred my


    adoptive dad to the best facilities and hired nurses for him in LA. Harry asked how that happened


    and I had to tell him everything even though I would still tell him.


    "Yeah. There cars that no one uses so he convinced me to take one." He only nods in


    understanding.


    "I''m happy that you''re happy B. You''ve been through so much. If anyone deserves this, it''s you." I


    can only afford to give him a small nod as I eat.


    "Now we''ll go to you''re doctor''s appointment next week in your car." He says with a smile and I


    smile back.


    "Yeah can''t wait."

 Ten

    Ten


    Today Harry and I will be going for my appointment andter for some baby''s shopping. It''s 5am


    and I''m sleepless. I''m turning into an insomniac! I hold my tummy and caress it as if the baby can


    be seen as I think of how it would feel with its daddy here.


    I sigh. A girl can always dream. Sydney and I are just never meant to be.


    I take a cracker from my bedside table and take a bite before the morning sickness starts. I check


    the clock to find it''s only five minutes past six.


    Should I go for a run? NO! I don''t want the same incidences happening again. I still can''t get over


    the fact that the person I had to save was the person responsible for all my morning sicknesses!


    What makes me furious is that he''s enjoying a good night sleep with his fianc¨¦ while I''m here up like


    an insomniac and trying to have at least an hour of sleep.


    Talk about unfair lives.


    I wipe a tear furiously and stare at the wall. One minute passes and I startughing. Is this how


    pregnancy feels like? Am I going insane? Is it okay to crave for some ice cream right know?


    ''Aaarrrggghh'' I let out a frustrated noise as I clutch my hair. I hate this feeling. I want Sydney to give


    me a big hug and lots of good white chocte. Wait.. What?


    I get out of bed and head towards Harry''s room. At least he''ll know if I''m really insane.


    I knock on his door and a minuteter it opens revealing a very sleepy Harry with only pajama


    pants. Looks like he just wore it before getting the door.


    "You look like shit." He says while taking my hand. This has been happening for almost a week now.


    "Don''t even start. You might receive all the curses I want to throw at someone." I follow him to bed


    and cuddle with him. He ys with my hair and soon I drift into a dreamless sleep.


    ************


    The ride to the clinic is so short and I''m so happy for that. Or maybe Harry''s just goodpany. I


    see other cars and start hopping this will be a short visit.


    Harry takes my hand and I give him a small smile. "It''s going to be okay babe. I''m here." I smile


    gratefully at him and we walk in silence. A nurse directs us to the waiting area after confirming our


    appointment.


    I think about how my baby would look like. Wish she has his beautiful green eyes. I scowl at that


    thought. That would always remind me of him. So a very big NO!


    I stare nkly at the te holding Dr Greene''s name. Dr. Greene works at the hospital on the


    weekends but goes to her own private practice during the weekdays. People say she''s the best


    gynecologist in LA so she''s really needed around.


    What''s taking long inside there? I let out a deep breath to calm myself down and take a magazine


    talking about pregnancy.


    "Isabe Styles. Dr. Greene is ready to see you now."


    Harry holds my hand making me halt. "Are you okay?  I cane with." I smile at him and nod at


    him. He''s been with me since I told him about my pregnancy. He has the right to go in with me.


    We get up from our seats and head towards Dr. Greene''s office. Another couplees out and I


    stop in my tracks when I identally hit them.


    "Great! Once you see someone, they''ll be popping out of everywhere." A female''s voicees out.


    I look up to see Bianca. Her eyes hold an amusement which makes me smile. Does she have to be


    so good?


    I look to her side.


    Sydney.


    I thought the novels I read overdid the scenario but I feel the time stop and my heart does this so


    weird thing and for once I think I might be developing a heart problem. I take in a deep breath.


    ''What''s wrong with you Be?'' My mind scolds me. I ced a fake smile.


    "Mr. Kings. It''s good to see you." No it''s not. You should be here with me. I avert my eyes to Bianca


    who seems to be checking Harry out. Now what? Are these people really engaged? I hope not.


    "Yeah, me too. We seem to be bumping into each other frequently." He holds a smirk which holds a


    secret meaning.


    "Yeah. So many indeed." I say as I tug on Harry''s shirt. "Harry and I would love to chat but we''re


    supposed to get inside. The doctor''s waiting." Harry says a quick ''Hi'' as we get in.


    "What just happened?" Harry asks once we are inside in a hushed tone. "You guys were looking at


    each other as though you were in a challenge daring the other something. And the tension, damn! I


    don''t wanna experience that again." I giggle at his expression but say nothing.


    No one knew about the baby''s dad and I wanted to keep it that way.


    Thirty minutester we are out of the office and we head out. "I can''t believe I got to hear her


    heartbeats. God! I can''t wait to see her or him."


    Harry takes me into his arms and gives me a tight hug. "I know your greatest fear is if you''ll be a


    great mom. You want to know something? I know you''ll be the best. I know how you are. You hate


    people but you love so much those close to you. The baby will get so much love from you." He


    gives me a big smile making me smile too.


    "Of course. He or she will have me too. After all I''ll be the best uncle in the world." He says in a


    cocky tone and Iugh at this. Harry''s the best best friend anyone could wish for.


    We go to the lobby only to find Sydney and Bianca looking at something in a phone. I avert my gaze


    so fast and from the conner of my eyes I see Bianca get up.


    "Would you guys like to join us for some lunch somewhere?" I look at Harry who sees my hesitation


    and tries to decline but looks like Bianca is so persistent.


    "Actually we''re going for some shopping for the baby then we have some things to do." I exin


    which is a lie. After shopping were going to have azy day at home.


    "Okay we''ll join. We were actually talking about some items we''ll need." Bianca decides.


    "You''re pregnant?" At the same time Sydney asks that. My eyes quicklynd on Sydney''s face


    which holds an unreadable expression. Oh, Sydney!


    "Yes I am." I ce a fake smile.


    "Congrattions to the both of you then." Sydney says with a small smile. Harry tries to say


    something but I secretly gesture for him not to say anything.


    "We have to go. Something came up at the office." Sydney says in a cold voice and somehow I


    know it''s because of the news. ''You''ll be mine Isabe Styles''. I remember that promise but he''s an


    engaged man for heaven''s sake.


    "But you said no office today." Bianca says in a childlike manner with a pout. I internally roll my


    eyes.


    "We should get going. Nice to see both of you." I say to them and Harry and I immediately turn and


    head out to the car.


    We drive in silence for about five minutes before Harry speaks.


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    Eleven


    I did tell Harry about Sydney and how he''s engaged. I told him about the interview. What I never told


    Harry was his name. I never knew that our paths would cross so often after that hospital incident


    and Harry gave me space and never inquired who the person is. Looks like he figured it out. After


    all Sydney is engaged to Bianca and he''s a CEO and he spoke about the awkward meeting with


    him at the clinic some five minutes ago.


    I look down at my fingers then back to Harry. "He is. He''s the dad."


    "I noticed how you looked at each other. You were holding you''re tummy whenever he was around


    you know." He chuckled at that then went silent after that.


    "Fucking asshole." Harry sounds so pissed and his knuckles turns white with the force he''s using to


    grip the steering wheel. Harry hardly ever swears since my adoptive dad never liked it and since we


    were always around him, we kept it at a minimal. So we never swore to prevent the slip ups.


    "Will you tell him?" He nces at me for a second before his attention is back to the road.


    "No. He already has a fiance who''s already expecting his child and I wouldn''t want to destroy her.


    She seems nice enough." Harry takes in a deep breath when I say this.


    "What about you? Don''t you feel destroyed seeing them? I saw how you looked at him Isabe."


    OH! NO! He called me by name. He''s so mad.


    "I can now support myself and the baby with the money I have. We''ll do just great." I feel like I''m


    convincing myself. But why? I don''t even like the cheating bastard. What I feel is an... attraction?


    Yeah, must be an attraction. But why do I feel this way. Why do I want him here?


    "What if that wasn''t the case? Would you still never tell him?" I start feeling a headache form. I don''t


    want to talk about Sydney.


    "Well it''s not the case." I snap. "I''ll take up the position in C and S Company so I''ll have a job and


    my baby will be fine economically." But what about emotionally? He or she will want its dad


    eventually. That statement hung around but never said.


    Harry shuts up and drives in silence.


    *************


    A weekter


    I have started practicing and learning about thepany for about four days now.


    Mr Keels tries to make me feelfortable and I''m thankful for that. Being his PA for the past


    weeks has been so helpful and has somehow helped me understand some things.


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    I look up at the door and see Bill, my new PA who looks so shy. "Can I help you Bill?"


    "Mr Kings wants to see you. He says he has some documents that needs to be signed


    immediately."


    I let out a breath and massage my temples. "Can''t he see Mr Keels? He''s still the CEO." Bill fidgets


    with his fingers.


    "Mr Keels sent him to you. He said he had an emergency that he needed to attend to." What? What


    kind of emergency?


    I sigh. "Send him in." I take a ss of water and gulp it down to ease my nerves. Now what?


    I look down at the work I had been doing and pretend to be busy. Sydney shouldn''t see how


    affected I am. I hear a throat clearing and try to look up nonchntly.


    "Mr Kings. Have a seat." Sydney only smirks for some seconds before he moves close to my desk.


    "Who would have thought? Isabe Styles is the long lost heiress of C and S Company?" He says


    this in a low voice and my heart starts beating so fast and I clench my thighs together.


    "What brings you here Mr Kings?" I straighten myself and wear a professional face.


    He hands me the documents as he exins to me the details needed. I read through the contract to


    ascertain everything is correct. Not that I don''t trust him but I have to be sure of everything before


    signing. Don''t want to nder before even taking over.


    I take my pen and sign on the areas needed. I take a copy and hand him the other.


    "You''re pregnant." My heart picked up at this statement. I should be used to the different heartbeat


    paces when he''s around but Sydney''s hard to predict.


    "Yeah. I think it was clear enough thest time we were together." I try to remain unfazed. Inside I''m


    a trembling mess. I''m I sweating?


    "How long are you?" He shouldn''t know about this. One can know what his intentions are. I ce a


    hand protectively when a thought that Sydney might take my baby passes through my mind.


    "Why are you suddenly interested in my pregnancy?" I raise a brow. My heart beats so fast and I


    think he might hear it.


    "Everything about you is interesting Izzy." Izzy? No one ever called me that.


    "Don''t call me that Mr Kings. As you can see I''m quite busy and I''d appreciate if you leave."


    Sydney stands andes next to me. "Is. The. Baby. Mine?" My eyes widen and a nervousugh


    escapes.


    "Leave Mr Kings. I''m really busy. I have no time for this." I try to take the documents I was studying


    but he holds my hand and my body feels hot all over.


    "Answer me Isabe." His voice sounds threatening but at the same time he''s so hot. Gosh! What''s


    happening to me?


    I look at him straight in the eye. "No. You should focus on your fiance Mr Kings. That night shouldn''t


    have happened considering you have a pregnant fiance who loves you so much." Sydney lets go of


    my arm and smirks.


    "We weren''t engaged then. I never regretted that night." His eyes flicker to my t tummy. "I really


    wish it could have been mine." He kisses my cheek and leaves like nothing happened. I stare at the


    door still taking in everything he said.


    Sydney and Bianca weren''t engaged when we hooked up. Okay. He never regrets that night. Do I?


    Hell no. It was the best night of my life and maybe the only one for a long time. I got to have Sydney


    for one night. He wishes this pregnancy could be his. Should I tell him it is? But he has Bianca


    who''s also pregnant! Could the pregnancy be the reason why they are engaged? I''ve seen and


    heard many marriages with the same reasons.


    "I really wish it could have been mine." The way he looked at me with hope, disappointment and


    longing made that statement stuck in my brain. Could it be that Sydney wanted this to happen? We


    didn''t even know each other then. But why did it seem that way?


    I take in a deep breath and all of a sudden I feel drained and hungry. Now I need some pasta and


    tomato sauce.


    "Bill. I''m heading out. Direct All calls to my private phone." I don''t wait for his response and I head


    out. For once I wish for some wine to calm my nerves down.

 Twelve

    Twelve


    I marked twelve weeks long in my pregnancy calendar two days ago. The morning sickness has


    reduced tremendously and I am slightly showing. Harry and I have bought some of the baby''s items


    even though we don''t know the gender yet.


    "Tonight we''re going out for dinner. I have something to tell you and someone you need to meet."


    Harry tells me when we''re having breakfast. Even though I want to nag him to tell me since he''s


    made me so curious, I only nod. Harry never changes his mind when he decides anything. And


    lately he''s been so secretive and weird. I knew he was hiding something but I never asked him


    about it. We both talk when we feel ready and we respect that since we have that inmon.


    I finish my breakfast and take the dishes to the sink then bid Harry goodbye then head to my car.


    Harry has a photo studio that has been picking up for thest month and he seems happy with it.


    Ten minutester I arrive at thepany and head straight to my office. I find Bill cing a cup of


    tea and thank him. "Mr Keels said you should see him immediately after you arrive." I nod at this


    and take some sips of the herbal tea. I miss my coffee but this will have to do. I''m now used to tea


    and I''vee to love it.


    "Mr Keels, you asked to see me?" Mr Keels looks up from hisputer with a warm smile.


    "Yes, yes. Have a seat Isabe." I follow his instructions as he saves up the work he''s doing. He


    then folds his hands and faces me.


    "How are you fairing on? I''ve seen a lot of progress so far and I''m so impressed." Mr Keels has this


    fatherly smile always worn on his face as if he had no worries in the world. This is a great contrast


    to when I saw him deal with other employees and business associates. Looks like I''m a special one.


    "So far so good. I''m getting the hang of it." I give him a small smile to show him how sincere and


    thankful I am. Mr Keels nods at this and takes an envelope.


    "There''s this charity event organized by King''s Company for cancer awareness that I''d like you to go


    in my ce." Sydney Kings''pany is hosting the event? What are the odds of not running into


    him?


    "You only need to appear for at least an hour and I know that since you''re pregnant you might get


    overwhelmed." One hour. That''s it. I only get to attend for an hour then get away. There will be so


    many people so I won''t have to meet Sydney. Right?


    "I''ll go." Mr Keels smiles at this. "Is there a dressing code or something? Or is there anything else I


    need to know about the event?" I''m already nervous. I''ve never been to this high ss events.


    Maybe I''ll ask Harry to go with me?


    Mr Keels only tells me not to worry and I can take a plus one. This makes me somewhat less


    nervous. The event is in two weeks so I have so time to look for a dress.


    I go back to my office and start replying to the emails. I answer the important ones and leave out


    others. I receive an email just as I''m about to switch off myptop.


    ''We need to talk. I''ll pick you up in an hour.'' I look at the sender''s address.


    [email protected]</a>.


    What? Did he find out? Should I tell him the truth if it''s the case? I should confront him about what


    he said though.


    "I really wish it could have been mine" What did he mean? Guess I''ll know in an hour. I get to my


    next task and get engrossed into my work and before I know it, Bill informs me that Sydney wants to


    see me.


    I suddenly feel nervous and as hees (or barges) into my office. I''m left so mesmerized. He''s got


    so much confidence and even though his suits look the same, he still takes away my breath. I


    remember that I might be staring at him and avert my eyes to his own green ones.


    He has a cold expression making me curious and for some reason I''m not scared. He looks so


    angry. Well two can y this game.


    "How can I help you Mr Kings?" I ask without any emotions.


    "Get your damn things. We''re leaving." I roll my eyes. Who does this person think he is?


    "I''m busy Mr Kings. You just can''t barge in here like you own the ce and order me around like


    some dog." My voice raises towards the end. "I''m sure you can see yourself out."


    I never knew I could talk with so much power and I''m so proud of myself. ''You might act all mighty


    and powerful but I''m the tigress here. Don''t mess with me.'' I tell Sydney in my mind.


    "We. Should. Talk." Sydney matters in a low and dangerous tone and my heart picks up. I inwardly


    groan. ''Not again heart.''


    I give him a challenging stare but he onlyes and picks me up like some cave man.


    "Wh.. What are you doing Sydney? Put me down this instant." Sydney continues walking like I said


    nothing and gets out of my office. Bill looks at us with a shocked expression and I try to fight


    Sydney. Is this man made of stones?


    We get into the elevator and Sydney puts me down. Finally. I look at him anger radiating from me.


    He somehow looks amused and this increases my anger.


    I fix my hair using the mirror behind me and look straight ahead when I''m done. Stupid assh*le.


    Who does he think he is toe to my office to order me and pick me up like some barbarian? A


    jerk. That''s who he is.


    As soon as we reach the ground floor we head straight to his car silently though I know my walking


    seems strained. We get into his annoying car and soon head off to ''I don''t know where.''


    "After you''re done being childish and overreacting can we now talk? I have an important meeting in


    an hour." He thinks I''m overreacting? I huff and eat some more pasta. I couldn''t say no to food. I


    was hungry.


    "Overreacting? You think I''m overreacting? You know what overreacting is Sydney? Barging into


    someone''s office with demands and acting so barbaric." I scoff at that scenario and dig into my


    food.


    In the corner of my eyes I see Sydney''s eyes flicker to my tummy and a guilty expression crosses


    his eyes for a second. ''You better be guilty jerk.''


    "Are you okay?" Unexpected questiones from him. I only nod my head while looking down not


    caring if he sees.


    "How far is your pregnancy?" Sydney asks. Should I tell him? I could just reduce the number of


    weeks and let him know it''s not his.


    "What did you mean thest time we talked?" I ask instead. I watch Sydney closely as a confused


    expression settles on his face before realization hits him.


    "I wanted to get you pregnant." He says that and my eyes widen. "WHAT?" I suddenly shout at him


    drawing attention from the rich diners to us but I don''t care.


    My hands start shaking and I release the fork I''m holding. "Y.. You wanted to get me pregnant? We


    never knew each other for fuck''s sake." My breathing gets deep and short and I start feeling so


    lightheaded.


    "Isabe.? Are you okay?" Sydney''s voice holds so much concern. I try to take in deep slow breaths


    as I think of something nice. I think of my mom.


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    Finally I feel better and I notice my hand intertwined with Sydney''s. I pull mine and look at him. All


    this was nned by this bastard? Hatred for Sydney immediately grows.


    "You have a lot of exining to do Mr." I re at him.

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    Thirteen


    "To get this deal I have to be viewed as a responsible and dedicated man." Sydney starts his


    exnation. I take a sip of water and lean against the table to concentrate on him.


    "I was out of options and that night I decided to get loose and just get drunk." Sydney runs a hand


    down his face. "When I saw you I felt this strong attraction towards you and thought how sexy and


    confident you were. And beautiful too." He says this in a low voice with a mesmerizing smile. I never


    saw him with a real smile but he looked so perfect with it.


    "So this n came all of a sudden. At first it was only casual flirting but then the thought came. I


    would take you home, f*ck you, get you pregnant. You would be my surrogate and maybe I''d pay


    you to act as my wife for a year."


    I stand abruptly scraping the chair causing everyone to look at us again. I couldn''t handle this. This


    beast took my virginity and knocked me up because of some sick n? I almost reach for my purse


    but remember that the sick bastard never let me take anything. I turn on my heels and leave the


    expensive hotel. The truth always hurts and I am going to do what I always do, run away from it.


    I want to order a cab but I have nothing on me. Great. I''ll just walk for about an hour. I hear


    Sydney''s voice behind me shouting my name but I try to ignore him. My left arm is suddenly yanked


    causing me to yelp as I turn to Sydney. "Are you expecting my baby Isabe?"


    Yes but my baby can''t have a daddy like you. He only wants it for his business. He doesn''t care


    about us. How can a heartless person want a baby? I know if I say yes, he''ll fight with everything he


    has for it and pay some woman to act as its mother and his wife. The need to protect my baby kicks


    in and I look him in the eye. "No. Its mine and Harry''s. I''m only nine weeks long." I add.


    Disappointment is seen clearly on Sydney''s face and the tiniest bit of my heart feels sorry for him


    but my hatred for him surpasses it. "Looks like your n worked. Just not with me." I refer to


    Bianca. "What''s wrong with you? You already have a pregnant fiance who loves you but your still on


    my back?" Sydney only lets out a long breath.


    "I know. And I''m having doubts about it." I raise an eyebrow at this. Sydney suddenly looks tired and


    my heart for an unknown reason crumbles at this. I say nothing even though I''m dying full of


    questions. Since I started working at thepany I''ve been trying to exercise self-control and it


    looks like I''m getting the hang of it.


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    Sydney drives me back to work and no single word passes between us. I''m still so mad at him for


    this stupid n. He nned to make me a surrogate? Without my permission? How sick is he? He


    has thisrge ego that he''s so sure I would go back to him when I''m pregnant. He seemed too sure


    I would go back to him. Stupid stupid stupid arrogant man.


    Working with all these thoughts make it difficult and I''m tempted to go home but thinking that the


    cause is Sydney, I work with determination to forget him.


    I receive a phone call from Harry reminding me of the dinner we had and I gather my stuff. We


    decided to meet at our favorite diner in half an hour. I had carried my change of clothes. A light blue


    summer dress and a matching cardigan with brown wedges.


    Thirty minutester I find Harry in the diner alone drinking something clear which I assume is water.


    "How''s my most favorite human being?" I hug him when I reach where he''s sitting.


    He hugs me back and gives me a kiss on my forehead. "You can now order something as we wait


    for someone. You said you want pasta?" Harry says and he seems so nervous. I take his hand in


    mine. "Harry. What''s wrong?"


    Harry looks at me. "I met this girl. A year ago." I feel a smile form but I try to suppress it. I give him


    an encouraging nod to go on. "Amelia. She''s Canadian and a year younger than us. We were


    friends when I was in one of my travels in Canada and we hooked up a few times. I like her and she


    got this job at a printing press so she moved here and got in touch." Harry says all this in a breath.


    Iugh and he res at me. "That''s why you''ve been acting so secretive and on edge?" I would


    never have thought Harry liked a girl and never told me. I somehow felt bad. I thought he trusted me


    and told me everything like did to him. Well not everything but like 99% of my stuff.


    "So you got a twenty one year old girlfriend who''s already working? You never told me anything


    Harry."


    Harry looks guilty. "You had so much going on and I know that''s not an excuse but I really didn''t


    know how to tell you. And she''s not my girlfriend... yet." I nod at his exnation. I would have done


    the same too I guess.


    "So when do I meet her? Tell me about her. Is she taller than me?" Harry once had a girlfriend who''s


    taller than me and used to make me feel bad about my height. She made me feel insecure about


    my height since I was still a growing teenager. Harry found out and after a warning, she never


    stopped and Harry ended things between them.


    "Dating someone shorter than you will feel like dating a baby." Harry teases me as heughs while I


    re at him. I''m five foot four but I could never be less proud of my height. Short girls rock! "Amelia


    should be here in ten minutes. I had to talk to you first. If you don''t like her just tell me. Okay?"


    Harry seems to like Amelia a lot and I''d really try to get along with her. "I will." I give him a small


    smile and starts telling me about her.


    Ten minutester Harry''s phone shes and he reads a message. A contagious smile appears on


    his face making me to smile too. Looks like he really likes her. He excuses himself and goes to get


    her. I expect a blondedy with him but I see a smiling girl with fiery red hair and has dimples on


    both cheeks that make me want to poke them. She''s like a couple of inches taller than me with


    some blue jeans and a ck tank top. She''s so beautiful. Wow.


    "Hi I''m Amelia. Nice to meet you Isabe." Her voice is so soothing too. "Be. Call me Be. I love


    your dimples." I blurt out. What? Harryughs and Amelia joins in. They both sit and we order our


    dinner.


    Amelia is so funny and has a great sense of humor. I truly feel good that Harry found her. She


    seems sweet but also devious ording to what she tells me about her pranks and college life.


    I think about Sydney and what he confessed. I haven''t told Harry about it but this night is about him


    and Amelia. I''ll tell him tomorrow.

 Fourteen

    Fourteen


    "What are you making?" I ask Harry in a singsong. Looks like he''s in a happy mood since he''s


    whistling to some song I don''t know as he dances while cooking.


    "Chicken carbonara" He says turning to me in a yful and perfect spin. His mood is so cheerful.


    Wow!


    "You''re so happy. What happened?" I ask as I take a ss and fill it with water.


    "Why? Can''t I be happy too?" He asks with fake shock. I roll my eyes. "Spill H. You made me so


    curious."


    "What do you think?" I think of Amelia and my eyes widen suddenly. "She said yes?" Obviously she


    did. Harry had been so worried that Amelia wouldn''t want to date him. But with the look they both


    had, I was sure she was hoping to. I hug Harry tightly to congratte him. It''s been two weeks since


    I was introduced to her and since Harry seems so happy, I''m happy. At least he''s got something


    going on for him. Not that I don''t want it to.


    Sydney Kings has trieding to see me at my workce twice but everytime I''ve dodged him. I


    asked Lilith, the lobby secretary who used to inform me when Mr Keels would arrive, to now inform


    me when Sydney arrives. I use the stairs and go to a floor lower than where I work from pretending


    to see how everything is going on until Bill tells me he''s gone.


    Childish? I know. But I would rather y the cat and mouse game thane face to face with him.


    I''m not a coward. Not in the slightest. It''s just that I''m not ready to meet him. I know I have to


    eventually since we will be business partners as soon as I take over thepany. It''s just so hard


    to meet someone who for an unknown reason makes your heart start racing so fast and doing so


    many weird stuffs (trust me I know I might have the slightest crush on him but I''m still in denial.).


    "Be?" I heard Harry''s voice in a distance. "Hmm?" I look up at him. His concerned face is a big


    contrast to the cheery one making me frown a bit. "What''s wrong?" I ask him.


    "You''ve been zoning outtely and It''s worrying me. Is there anything bothering you B?"


    Oh, right. I never told him about what Sydney confessed and truth be told, I feel so bad for not


    telling him but he''s been so happytely. I don''t want to be a kill joy.


    "I''ll tell you some other time, okay?" He only nods and I pick my purse up. "Save some chicken for


    me. I''ll be back in a few hours." I shout. I am going to see mum in the clinic. I take out my car keys


    from my purse but when I raise my head my eyes go wide with shock.


    "Sydney. What are you doing here?" It''s not the first time to see him casually dressed. At the


    hospital he had some joggers and a wife beater but this time round he has some dark jeans and a


    ck t-shirt and a leather jacket. He looked so masculine and... hot. On second thought, this is not


    Sydney. But his face though... Twins?


    "Get in we need to talk. I''ll drop you off where you''re heading to." Definitely Sydney. I roll my eyes at


    him.


    "You''re so controlling and a jerk. Who are you to order me around? I thought we talked about this.


    And thest time something like this happened which was two weeks ago, it ended so badly." I


    ce my hands on my hips and re at him. It was the day he told me about his stupid n.


    I turn to where my car is and before I open the door, his hand takes mine gently. Surprise. I look up


    at him. "Please." My eyes widen at this. He said please? I think about his confession and how I lied


    to him. I also remember Bianca. I have to go see mum.


    "I really need to get somewhere. I really can''t bete. Can we meet somewhere after?" I''ll be back


    from the clinic at four and maybe I could meet up with him. I need to tell him the truth before it''s too


    "I can deal with that. As long as you don''t stand me up." I look at him in shock. What? Looks like he


    sees my expression.


    "You hide when Ie to see you at the office. You don''t pick up my calls and don''t reply to my


    Emails. Just making sure this is not an escape n." Oh! I stare at the ground slightly embarrassed.


    After agreeing on meeting at a less shy ce, Sydney finally leaves. Talking to that man is so


    hard.


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    I park my car at Bob''s Restaurant which is only ten blocks from my house. Spending time with my


    mum has been therapeutic and so refreshing. I fill so recharged. I can''t let Sydney ruin this feeling.


    Sydney arrives five minutester in the same clothes and I''m thankful even though he still stands


    out but this is better. I take a sip of my cold water as he sits.


    "Do you want to order something Mr Kings?" I ask in a sarcastic sweet voice. His face holds no


    expression but his eyes are cold.


    "I''ve delt with so many people Isabe Styles. After all, I''m a very sessful businessman and


    nothing, I mean nothing can get passed me. Is there anything you want to tell me?" He never used


    this voice around me and I thank God I went to the washrooms when I arrived. God knows what


    would have happened.


    He knows. The look he''s giving me tells me so. Or is he testing me?


    "When you nned all this, did you stop to think that maybe I wouldn''t want anything from you


    regardless of the situation?" His facial expressions doesn''t change. "Did you think that maybe I


    would have been one of those independent women who don''t want help?" I take a gulp of water.


    Maybe I should ask for some more.


    "I came to tell you at the hospital but I learnt you have a pregnant fiance!" It kinda hurt but I don''t tell


    him that. "I''ve seen families break and the aftermath isn''t so good and I wouldn''t want to do that to


    your fiance." I say in a voice with no emotions.


    "So what? You''d keep my own baby away from me?" Sydney sneers.


    "Who gave you the right to make me a surrogate? You only want the baby for business purposes


    right? Go take Bianca''s." He can''t take my baby away from me. I''m its mother.


    "You already lost a baby. You''re not prepared for this. Just give it to me once it''s born. Bianca and I


    will nature it and you won''t have to worry about it." I took in all he said but I suddenly stood.


    "Who told you that I lost a baby?" How does he know this? He knows that I''m already a bad


    mother? He''s going to take it. No. It''s my baby. I can''t stay away from my baby. I feel so thirsty all of


    a sudden.


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    "I''m Sydney Kings. I have my ways and everything goes my way. Nobody fools me Isabe." He


    says my name with disgust.


    The same anxiety feelinges and I''m trapped once again I try to fight and eventually I''m tired. I


    let go to the peaceful feeling only hearing a voice whispering my name.

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    Fifteen


    What''s that beeping sound? I feel so tired but I still open my eyes. I see two men talking next to my


    bed. Uncle Jason and Harry. I try to get up and JJes to my side in a second and helps me up.


    "You''ve got to stop these hospital visits Be. I''ve seen you on this bed enough times." I noticed


    he''s so dramatic and sometimes I wonder if it''s a family thing. I mean, everyoneins that I''m


    so dramatic. Though I''m not.


    "It''s only twice JJ. Infact, the bed gets evenfier." I try to joke. I look around and notice I''m in a


    private room. No annoying disinfectant smell, arger tv and a bigger room. It looks exactly to which


    Sydney had been in. Speaking of him. "Where''s Sydney?"


    Harry lets out a frustrated sigh. "He left. His fiance needed him." I try to let out a nonchnt shrug


    but somehow it hurts. I got the anxiety attack when I was with him and I me him for it. He leaves


    when he gets a phone call from his annoying Bianca? Okay. Maybe not annoying but I''m annoyed.


    He''s supposed to be here. He really doesn''t care about me or the baby.


    "What happened? What did the doctor say?" I try to break the awkward silence. Has Harry told JJ


    about Sydney?


    "I''ll go get Dr Greene." JJ says and I nod at him. Talk about deja vu.


    *****


    Apparently I''ve been so stressedtely and since I''m at the beginning of the second trimester, I


    could still be in danger of losing my baby. Stress is so harmful to the foetus. Noted. No stress. I also


    get to have a bed rest for 3 days and Harry is back to being a mother hen therefore less time for


    him and Amelia even though she says she understands. To cheer him up I invited her over for a


    sleepover.


    Mr Keels forbade me from going back to work until six months after the baby is born. Says he can


    handle the work and I should avoid stress. I was so used to the ce. I''ll miss Bill. His position is


    still secured as my PA and he was transferred temporarily to another head of department. He''s so


    efficient in his work.


    A week after I''m from the hospital and I''m so bored and out of my mind. Maybe I should go for a


    walk for an hour. We also need some items from the store.


    After I ensure I have my phone and cash with me, I start my walk using the longer routes. I buy the


    items which are not so much. I really I''m happy that I don''t feel so easily exhausted and apart from


    the slight bump that I have, no other physical changes can be seen. Yeah I know there will be


    increase in my body size,    but I''m already mentally prepared. I don''t have anyone to feel


    insecure about for and I''m really trying not to have any kind of stress especially from normal things


    like this.


    I pick up the few items and start heading home. Fifteen minutester I see a ck Porsche in front


    of our house and I groan. Now what does he want? I think about going for another round but I know


    I''ll be so exhausted by the time I''ll be back. I take a deep breath and go to the house passing the


    car but the voice that stops me isn''t Sydney''s.


    "Hi. I didn''t expect you here." I try to smile at Bianca but she gives me a tight lipped smile. OH! UH!


    Does this have to happen now?


    "Come in. Let''s talk inside." I hold the door open for her and she gets inside without a word. "Can I


    get you some..."


    "Drop the act Isabe. You''re pregnant with another man''s baby and now you''re after my fiance?"


    Wait, what? She thinks I''m after Sydney Kings?


    "Did you talk to your fiance before you came here to use me of such things?"


    "I don''t need to when I have the proof here. I know you''ve been meeting at different ces. Don''t


    you dare deny it." She throws some papers on my chest and they fall. I bend to pick them and


    notice they are photos. I study them and dread fills me.


    They are photoshopped. One looks genuine enough when we had the forced -well, on my side-


    lunch together. Another one os when we were outside the hotel when Sydney was trying to tell me


    about his n. Well, in this one we seem to be... kissing? Just when I have to avoid stress. Great!


    "Can we call Sydney and talk about this? Maybe he can exin everything to you. This," I say


    showing her the photos. "are not real. Apart from this." I show her the real one. "I''m not into


    engaged men." Apart from yours.


    "I really hope I can trust you Isabe. I don''t take things lightly and I would rather not mess with


    me." What is she....?


    "Are you threatening me Bianca?" She tries to smirk but fails. Or maybe I''m used to her fiance''s


    smirks. Gosh! That''s sick.


    "Maybe I am. Maybe I''m not." I re at her as she does the same and the front door opens.


    "Hey I saw a Porsche outside. Is he..." Harry stops when he notices us.


    "Harry. Bianca here was just leaving." I give him a smile. Bianca leaves without a word but when


    she reaches at the door, she stops. "Isabe. You better watch your back. The business world is too


    dangerous for armatures. No offence." With that she leaves. NO OFFENCE? I will show you


    offence.


    "What''s that about?" Harry asks in a concerned voice.


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    "Long story short, she insinuated I''m a slut going after her husband to be when I''m expecting


    someone else''s baby." I might be attracted to Sydney but there are boundaries. She is.


    "So she doesn''t know about his fiance''s secret?" I shake my head no. It''s now or never to tell Harry


    about Sydney''s n.


    "There''s something I have to tell you after you promise me something Harry."


    "You called me Harry." He only picked that up. I re at him. " Okay. Okay. I promise." He lifts his


    hands in a surrender position.


    "Promise me you won''t go after the person I''ll tell you about." I show him my please face. He looks


    at me for a minute until he obliges. "I promise. Or promise to really try not to."


    "Fair enough." I take a deep breath. I have to tell him.


    "Sydney nned all this. He wanted this baby." I say pointing to my tummy.


    "WHAT?" Harry shouts. I hold his hand still to calm him down.


    "He confessed to me three weeks ago when we had Lunch but I never told him his n


    seeded." My voice lowers.


    "He said he needed the baby and even though he didn''t know me, he nned to make me his


    surrogate and pretend to be wife for a year. A picture perfect family for a business deal." I stand


    from my seat and look away.


    "We would divorce and I would get paid and leave him and my baby for good." I never thought


    about this and talking about it makes me feel like I need to cry. "That day he took me to hospital, he


    found out he''s the daddy." Aarrggh! Hormones. Harry takes me in his arms and the familiar scent


    engulfs me making me feel better but suddenly the flood gates open and I cry on his chest until no


    more tears are seen.


    "I''m going to kill that man you know." Harry states as he ys with my hair as he always does


    whenever I''m u pset. I don''t respond since I''m too sleepy to understand what he says.

 Sixteen

    Sixteen


    "I''ve eaten so much choctes. This isn''t healthy." Iin to Amelia as I open another bar.


    Harry bought a box of chocte after losing a bet on COD. I promised I would one day beat him


    after him always winning and taunting me. When we had our throwbacks we talked about it and I


    challenged him. And now, I''m enjoying my victory with his girlfriend.


    "I have to go to work in an hour." Amelia groans. Iugh at her as she gets her things and leaves


    me. Alone. Being alone isn''t good for me since I think about unnecessary things and one of them


    being an engaged man. Going to C and S had helped me. I wasn''t so bored and so idle. "What to


    do. What to do." I wonder as I head to my room to look for something to read but my steps are


    halted by the doorbell.


    I ignore the many questions that have started forming in my head. "Not Sydney. Not Sydney. Not


    Sy... "


    "Sydney Kings!" His face holds no emotion. He is in his ck suit with a ck shirt and he looks so


    tasty. "What are you doing here?" I don''t fully open the door for him.


    "We need to talk." I roll my eyes. "Do you only know that phrase Mr Kings?" I open the door wider


    for him.


    He looks around the house, studying it. "I really don''t want to talk to you Kings. We have nothing to


    talk about and I can''t afford going to the hospital again because of someone who doesn''t care that


    he made someone sick."


    Sydney only looks at me with a nk expression which is so creepy. His eyes move to my tummy


    and I instinctively ce my hands on it.


    "I need your help." I blink. What? I never expected that. "Have a seat Isabe." His voice is lower as


    he tells me though I still roll my eyes. He''s in my house but still orders me. I continue standing.


    "Can I get you something to drink Mr Kings?" He has to know I''m in charge here and he seems to


    get the message since his eyes light up with amusement for a second.


    "Water. Very cold water." I nod and get him a water bottle from the fridge.


    Help? The Sydney Kings needs help from me, Isabe Styles. But why? Guess I''ll have to wait till


    he tells me.


    I sit on the chair opposite him and look at him as he drinks the water. Water flows in his mouth as if


    it has beenmanded and I watch his as if he''s a specimen. That is until his eyes dart to mine


    and I look away so fast as my cheeks be so hot. Watching Sydney drink water is like watching


    a live advert. He does it so perfectly and as much as I now seem like a creep, I utilize the smallest


    time I have with him to look at this walking sex god.


    "You left me at the hospital." I try to me him.


    "I had very important things to do Isabe." Sydney looks so stressed and I don''t know how to take


    this. He''s always soposed and intimidating and that''s what I''m used to. At the same time it


    feels so good to see him this way. Showing me that he''s human too.


    Not seeing Sydney at the hospital was kinda disappointing but I never took it to heart so when he


    tells me this I don''t bother asking him further.


    "So what help does the mighty Sydney want from me?" I decide to not beat around the bush


    anymore.


    "Was Bianca here?" I furrow my eyebrows. What has Biancaing here have to do with me


    helping him?


    "Yes. Two days ago." I tell him.


    "We need to leave. We can''t talk here." He''s making this sound so mysterious and some fear starts


    creeping in. "I''ll tell youter. I know somewhere we can go."


    "Are you trying to abduct me. You really are sounding so mysterious." I raise an eyebrow.


    "You have to trust me Izzy." I look at Sydney and he sure looks so desperate but people are actors.


    They know how to show you what they want. Should I trust him?


    "I''ll go get my purse." I tell Sydney and he only nods. I go to my room and text Harry.


    Be: I''m leaving with Sydney to a ce I don''t know. My GPS is on. I''ll text you when I''ll be back.


    Harry: I don''t know if you should leave with him Be. But take care. Call me incase of anything.


    ANYTHING ISABELLA.


    I ensure the GPS is on then put the phone back into the purse. Sydney hasn''t done anything to earn


    the tiniest bit of my trust and he sounds so mysterious. Call me paranoid but I''d rather be prepared


    for anything.


    I find Sydney waiting in the car and I join him after ensuring the house is under lock and key.


    "So, Harry... " I know he wants me to exin who he is but I act dumb.


    "Harry. What about Harry?" I love how Sydney drives his car so fast and it being a sports car makes


    it so smooth.


    "As far as I know, you don''t have siblings. Is he your..."


    "Boyfriend?" Iplete for him. "I''ve seen and heard so many qualities about you Kings but being


    nosey, that''s a first." Sydney onlyughs at this.


    "Perhaps you heard curious?" His tone is slightly yful and I like it.


    "So Sydney is curious about me. Yaay, Lucky me." I say in a girly tone making Sydney roll his eyes.


    "I have to know since I need you to do something." And that''s how the yful talk ends.


    "No. He''s my best friend. And in a way a brother. He''s sort of my soulmate." I don''t know why I just


    said that but Sydney shows no emotions but the car elerates and his grip tightens.


    "So tell me about this soulmate of yours." Sydney says soulmate in a mocking way which makes my


    blood boil.


    "Well excuse me Sydney but if you have something against Harry just say it. I won''t let you mock or


    disrespect him." My voice is stern and it reminds me of when I was in the office.


    "Okay, okay. Why do you consider Harry your soulmate?" I gape at him.


    "When I was adopted, we didn''t really like each other but our tastes were the same and they


    brought us together. Harry was there for me all the time. My dad who adopted me loved me but to


    him, I was a recement to his dead daughter. I shared all myughter and tears with Harry. He


    knows everything about me as I him. To me Harry is everything I wished for in a family." A tear


    drops and I swiftly wipe it. Stupid hormones.


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    "Enough with the touchy stuff. I''m so curious to know what you need me for." I turn to Sydney who


    seems so lost in thought.


    "Curiosity killed the cat." He''s back to yful. Is this guy bipr? He''s serious for a minute then not


    serious the next.


    "Well, I''m not a cat if that''s what you''re implying." I decide to y along. "I''m a tigress though." I


    wink at him and Sydneyughs. Holy Shit! Sydneyughed! That sentence even seems so wrong.


    "Cute." He says in a whisper.


    "Okay, tell me who''s this and what have you done to Sydney Kings?"


    "You prefer when I''m in my sexy business mood?" I roll my eyes. The egomaniac is back.


    Sydney stops at a beautiful cottage and I look at it in amazement. "Wow!"


    "Wee to my humble abode. I bought it four months ago." He looks at me with intensity then at


    my slightly swollen tummy. My eyes widen.


    "You bought this after we..."


    "Yeah. The day after. Actually I bought it for you." No wordse to mind and I only stare at


    Sydney. What?


    "Let''s get in and talk." Still dumbfounded, I follow him. The inside looks so cozy and what I''d really


    like. It''s so beautiful.


    "You thought I would have agreed to keep the baby because you bought me a house?" I somehow


    feel anger rise within me. And hurt.


    "No. I would have given it to you after you had agreed to the agreement."


    "Compensation for taking away the baby?"


    "I would have talked to you to marry me for a year. This is where I wanted you to live when you


    were pregnant. But it would have been yours after the divorce."


    "Why did you bring me here Sydney?"


    "Nobody knows about this ce. We can talk with no worries here."


    "What about my ce?"


    "Precautions. I think Bianca bugged your house." With this I feel nauseous.

 Seventeen

    Seventeen


    So many questions fill my head at once. "Why would she do that?" I decide to start with that.


    Sydney leads me to arge kitchen and I sit on one of the ind stools.


    "What I''m about to tell you is very dangerous and I need you to be very discreet about it. Not even a


    single person should know about this." His eyes bore into mine and once again I feel the same


    shiver because of fear.


    "It''s not like you kill and dispose of bodies." I say with a chuckle trying to diffuse the seriousness.


    Sydney''s eyes don''t change and I know my joke wasn''t appreciated.


    "Promise me Isabe. Not even your soulmate or whatever you call him should know this." I think


    about this and how Sydney''s behaving.


    "I''m I in trouble?" I ask in a whisper. I don''t know why but my voice just came out that way. Should I


    send the SOS message to Harry? Why is he making this sound so mysterious?


    "Just tell me what''s going on Sydney. You''re scaring me." He moves to the stool next to mine and


    takes. my left hand making my heart beat so fast. I don''t know if he knows that he has this effect on


    me. My hand looks so tiny in hisrger and warmer ones.


    "My family is involved in something bad. Something illegal." I looks deep into my eyes. "Telling you


    this will put you''re life in great danger and that''s why I bought this ce just incase you got


    pregnant."


    "Then why are you telling me this?" My voice has be shaky.


    "Because I need a favor from you. I''m trying to get out of all this and I''ve tried but nothing."


    "What is it you''re trying to get out from Sydney? You make no sense." Could it be the engagement?


    He must have proposed andter on regretted but Bianca... My thoughts are interrupted by


    something I never expected.


    "The Mafia." Silence. I yank my hand from Sydney''s as if it has been burnt and look at Sydney with


    large eyes.


    "I''m breaking Omerta by telling you this." Sydney says with a sigh. "My dad leads the American


    Mafia and it has been my life since I was born. To be honest, I''ve never been thrilled about it." His


    eyes show a sadness and my heart breaks.


    "You can talk to me. I hope you know that."


    Sydney looks at me for a while. "You want me to be open to you and yet you don''t trust me. I know


    you warned you''re soulmate about meing with you here." He pauses with a grin. "You were


    preety obvious."


    I give him a sheepish smile. "His name is Harry."


    "I''ll try to remember that." I give him a grateful smile. I still want to hear what he wants to say. I


    somehow feel that Sydney is allowing me into his dangerous world.


    "Since I need your help, I just have to tell you." Harry takes my hand once again and the same


    reaction happens.


    "The mafia has made me rivals with my brother. The mafia killed my mother and sister and the


    mafia has made my father heartless." I ponder over his words.


    "Rivals? Why are you and your brother rivals?" His thumb has started rubbing circles on my arm


    and I notice Sydney doesn''t even notice he''s doing it.


    "My dad wants me to be the next leader since I''m the eldest and my brother has always tried


    pleasing my dad since he was a kid. He looks up to him and he sees me as a threat." His head


    rests on my shoulder and my heartbeat increases. I have never seen Sydney behave this way. He''s


    so touchy.


    "And do you want to be the next leader?" My voice is now hesitant. "No." No one speaks after that


    and my hands find themselves weaving through his hair. So soft.


    "What do you need me to do?" I ask without hesitation and that shocks me. I know I''m not in the


    stage of doing anything for Sydney especially after his confession.


    His head jerks from my shoulder so fast that it almost hits my chin. "My world is very dangerous


    Izzy. I''m having second thoughts of involving you."


    "Tell me." I look at him in the eye to show him that I''m serious. "You already did the day you broke


    my virginity." I say with a straight face.


    Sydney stands even before I see any expression on his face and goes to take a ss of water. He


    offers me some and I ept.


    "My engagement to Bianca is nned. Her dad is also part of the Italian mafia group. I suspect her


    baby is Liam''s." Sydney sees my questioning look. "Liam is my brother."


    I suddenly feel like a very heavy weight is lifted but I have to confirm. "Bianca''s pregnancy isn''t


    yours?" Sydney shakes his head no and a very big smile that I can''t control appears on my face.


    Sydney smiles too when he looks at me.


    "If I knew how beautiful you look when you smile, I''d have told you this before." Iugh and yfully


    smack his hand even though I know I''m so red. He called me beautiful.


    "Yeah, yeah, yeah. After you''re done with being sappy tell me about this love triangle." I brush off


    thepliment by ruining the mood. Great!


    "Liam used to have a crush on Bianca since we were kids. She was my best friend. I never knew


    about Liam''s crush until one day Bianca told me about it and how she likes him. After some months


    they became the perfect couple but Liam prioritized his duty as a mafia boss'' son over his duty as a


    boyfriend and they broke up after two years. I guess they were still in love and got back together


    two monthster. It just ended mysteriously and the next thing I know I wake up with a hangover


    and a naked Bianca next to me." Hurt. Anger. Sadness. I feel all that at once.


    "Nothing happened even though she made me believe that. She made me believe we had sex and


    later on tells me she''s pregnant." Sydney sighs deeply and I wonder why Bianca would do that to


    him. To Liam. "It was the night after we met." He adds. It seems so far away.


    "Why would she do that? Why would she betray you''re friendship and Liam''s love?" I feel so angry.


    "Apparently Bianca learnt a lesson or two from Liam. She prioritized her position as the Italian Mafia


    Boss'' daughter over our friendship and love." Sydney spits. ''So she''s like a spy.'' I realize.


    "So what happens?" Sydney resumes our previous position with his head on my shoulder. I do not


    feel guilty anymore after what Harry tells me.


    "Bianca doesn''t know I already know about her maniptive and acting skills and I intend to keep it


    that way. She doesn''t know that the baby you''re having is ours." I swear my heart just stopped for a


    second.


    "Where do I fit in all of this?" I y with Sydney''s very soft hair.


    "We need to get married as soon as possible. Secretly." My hand stills in his hair and I feel my body


    going rigid.


    "W... What? Marriage?" My voice feels like a blur. Sydney stands infront of me. I don''t remember his


    head rising from my shoulder.


    "To ensure I don''t get married to her this is the only way and I know in a few weeks time I''ll be


    forced to." He holds my face between my palms. He''s acting like we''ve known each other for so


    long intimately and somehow it feels just like that. His touch feels so familiar.


    "Marriage is something too big to ask from me. You could have asked someone else you know." I


    ask exasperatedly.


    "I know. But I only wanted you." His words sound like they have a deeper meaning but maybe it''s


    because I wish they have.


    "What do you mean Sydney? Like in the club when you decided that I''ll carry your baby since I


    seem like the desperate woman avable?" I feel so exhausted. Sydney seems to notice and he


    picks me up bridal style earning a surprised yelp feom me.


    "Carrying me to the sofa won''t make me marry you Sydney." I look up at him. "I just wanted you to


    befortable." He says in a low voice making him seem very ufortable. Before I react to it


    my phone st with Bruno Mars'' ''Count On Me'' indicating Harry is calling.


    Sydney hands me the phone and I receive it. I assure him I''m fine for about five hundred times


    before he hangs up. "Is he always this way with you?" Sydney raises an eyebrow.


    "Overprotective? Yeah." I smile at that and past times when I told him that I went out with a boy.


    Sydney stands abruptly and gets into the kitchen. What now? "Sydney?" I follow him.


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    His hands are in fists and I wonder whats wrong with him. He''s been okay until the call. Oh! The


    call! Iugh suddenly and Sydney looks irritated with me.


    "I told you Harry is like my elder brother. He''s bound to be like that."


    "I asked you for a favor before your soulmate called you." Sydney spits the soulmate and anger


    res in me.


    "Take me back home. I can''t deal with you acting like a dick Sydney." I pick up my purse and head


    towards the door. Wish I coulde with my car and leave him here.


    I get into the car and Sydney follows in. We drive in a silent drive thick with tension for thirty minutes


    and bef ore I get out Sydney holds my hand. "Think about it. Please." I only nod and get out


    immediately.

 Eighteen

    Eighteen


    Since the talk with Sydney I''ve been spacing out a lot even when I''m talking to Harry.


    "I can''t believe you''re now keeping secrets from me B. Yeah I respect there yours to keep but what


    happened to telling each other everything?" Harry starts his daily rants. I roll my eyes.


    "I''ve told you Harry, I can''t tell you and for a record I''m not entitled to tell you every goddamn thing.


    Just let it be." I made a promise to Sydney and I can''t break it. He made me swear to never tell this


    even to Harry. Besides telling him would also be risking his life. I can''t do that to him.


    "You''ve not been yourself these past week since you left with that Kings man." I startughing.


    Harry doesn''t like Sydney and has been calling him all sorts of names thate to his mind. "Just


    tell me what happened. I don''t trust him."


    I take a ss of water and take arge gulp. This talk and not telling Harry leaves me feeling tired


    and exasperated. "You never told me about Amelia for two years." I give him a pointed re which


    he only rolls his eyes.


    "You''ll tell me when you want to. I need to go to the studio." I only nod knowing he''s irritated. Well,


    that makes the two of us.


    "Don''t forget my shoot in two days." I wanted a pregnancy shoot. Harry suggested it to me and I


    loved the idea. Actually I set the day that was his birthday so Amelia and some friends could get


    time to organize his surprise party.


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    Harry mutters a yes and heads out leaving me to my thoughts. I unconsciously start rubbing my


    now showing belly in a soothing manner until I feel some slight movement making me stop. The


    baby just moved! I''ve been waiting for this since I epted my baby and to say that I''m happy is an


    understatement.


    My excitement dims a little when I think of how Sydney would react but I forcefully steer my mind


    from him and concentrate on my baby. A few minutester I think about Sydney''s offer. epting


    will mean that my baby gets aplete family. But I remember Sydney said for a year. I can''t leave


    my baby behind. Sydney will want to get married to someone else probably and I just can''t tolerate


    the idea of someone else raising my baby. What if he raises him to seed his mafia title?


    What will my baby think of me? Sydney is a busy man. Will my baby even get the love it deserves?


    Will it''s step mom treat it with care and love? I totally doubt it. All my life I wondered why my parents


    hated me. Why my mom left only to die from cocaine overdose leaving me with a ruthless father


    who despised me. When I found out they weren''t my parents I felt very relieved but the ''what if''


    questions started.


    What if I was raised my my real mum, would I have turned out differently? Maybe a snob?


    Would I be with more friends? The questions became unbearable until I willed them to stop. At least


    with this life I got to witness the struggles people endure each day. I got to experience so many


    difficulties and I proudly endured them. Heck! I even dated a criminal. I got to have Harry in my life.


    So no. I won''t leave my baby behind. For my baby, Sydney has to decide.


    Me: We need to talk. Meet in the coffee shop we once went to.


    I text Sydney using his words making me grin. This time, I make the rules.


    I look at the mirror for thest time. I''m dressed in a red sundress and ck boots. My hair is tied in


    a high ponytail and my face void of any makeup apart from the red lipgloss. I pick up my ck


    purse and decide to walk to the coffee shop which is around the corner.


    Ensuring the door is securely locked, I turn around ready to leave but almost knock into someone. I


    notice it''s only Sydney with an amused face as I ce a hand on my heart.


    "If you wanted me dead you could have just shot me with a sniper." I sneer at him. He starts


    laughing infuriating me even further.


    "Hello to you too Ms Styles." He says in a yful tone. Why is he so happy? He looks so stress-free


    and his face is lit making him look so handsome and drool worthy even though I do admit his


    serious face makes him look so hot. I sigh. WHAT AM I THINKING?


    I start walking without sparing him a nce. I feel my cheeks heated up but I try so hard not to think


    about that. Sydney walks by my side silently.


    "I''ll take you to the next appointment." He suddenly states. I halt in my walk and look at his back. He


    continues walking for a few steps before he turns to look at me with a grin. Damn! Will my baby


    please look like him? I now want a boy. I roll my eyes at my thought.


    "No." His face masks with confusion and I groan. "You can''t just decide out of the blue to take me


    somewhere especially to my appointments, Sydney."


    "I know." I raise my eyebrow. "But I''ll still take you." This. Man. Is. Infuriating. All he has to do is ask


    but his damn huge ego doesn''t know that. I wouldn''t mind himing with me since he has the


    right to. I don''t respond and continue walking into the almost empty coffee shop.


    Sydney orders ck coffee as I order a milkshake. We drink in silence until Sydney decides to


    break it. "I can''t wait forever Isabe.".


    I re at him. "That''s the point of me calling you." I take a sip of my milkshake. Sydney is almost


    done with his coffee. Watching him take a sip is one of the most erotic things I''ve seen. I shake my


    head as I lowly groan while my cheeks heat. Is this how horny a pregnant woman can get? How


    does drinking coffeee to this?


    I lift my head ande face to face with an amused Sydney. The temperature in my body gets


    higher and now I''m sure I look like a real tomato. I clear my throat and straighten myself.


    "I''ll ept." Sydney visibly rxes and I wonder if I''m one of the only people he openly shows his


    feelings. Does he trust me that much. The Sydney I met thirteen weeks ago is so different to this


    Sydney.


    "I know this is a risky and a very big discission for you and... " He starts but I hold up my hand.


    "I''m not done yet." He nods for me to go on. "I have my conditions for this." Sydney raises his


    perfect eyebrow at this and I give him a challenging look. He nods again.


    "I''m doing this for my baby. You have to know that." He nods again and I inwardly smile. "Neither I


    nor the baby should have any ess to your dangerous world. I know when I ept this deal that


    means risking my baby''s life and mine. I need assurance that we''ll be safe. I''m not epting this to


    be a trophy wife so after the birth of the baby, I''m going back to work." Sydney has his serious look


    and I fight the urge to admire him and look straight into his stormy eyes.


    "Lastly." I pause for dramatic effect and Sydney''s eyebrows furrow with impatience. I inwardly smirk.


    "The baby needs to grow up in a functional family. So if you agree to this, you''re in for a long-term


    marriage."


    I let the information digest for a minute. "So Sydney, are you in forever or never?"

 Nineteen

    Neen


    "What''s so exciting about watching a necrophiliac and a zoophilia." I groan into the pillow I''m


    clutching while watching Twilight with Sydney. Yeah. I know. I wouldn''t imagine myself watching a


    movie with this man.


    Sydney dropped me home from the doctor''s appointment and an hourter came back saying he


    had an argument with his father at his office and he needed to cool down. Since I had already


    started watching, he joined me. Worst mistake ever.


    "I swear Sydney if you don''t shut up and watch I''ll drag your stupid ass out of this house." I say


    shooting him a re. Since he started watching he''s beenining about every single item and


    comining about their acting. Note to self; never watch a movie with Sydney Kings again.


    "Why did..." He starts but I jump and shut him up. "That was thest warning. Now go do something


    else and let me watch in peace. Go somewhere else and cool down. I''m so sick of youining


    about everything." I tug my hair in frustration. Sydney sees this andughs. I re at him.


    "Okay, okay." He says midugh as his hands are in a surrender position. Not in the mood to watch


    again I stomp my foot and go to the kitchen leaving behind an amused Sydney.


    When west met at the coffee shop Sydney epted my terms and even though I knew this


    wasn''t right I wanted my baby to have a sense of what a family is when he or she grows up.


    Somehow I know Sydney can give me that and we don''t have to have the ''falling in love shit''.


    Growing up with people I thought were my parents never made me understand the meaning of it.


    When I was adopted by James Fisher, I saw how love damaged a person. My foster dad was so


    lost and never happy and I did everything for him but it was never enough.


    Sydney''s phone lights up and his facial expression hardens instantly making me curious but I


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    I continue making sandwiches and hees back five minutester with a cold look. "Pack your


    clothes. You''re moving." He doesn''t say anything else and I stand nkly wondering what just


    happened. "Pack your things Isabe." His voice is cold and I slightly shudder. I open my mouth to


    ask something but he gives me a cold look forcing me to shut up.


    "I''m not going anywhere with you." I try to look unaffected by his re but his eyes shows


    impatience and irritation.


    "Don''t be stubborn Isabe." His tone holds a warning. I look at him in the eyes and smirk as I sit on


    one of the ind stools.


    "I''m. Not. Going. Anywhere. With. You." Anger shed in his eyes and for a second terror fills my


    body and the next I''m mesmerized by how his stormy gray eyes change to almost ck. He doesn''t


    say anything as hees infront of me and picks me up bridal style and storms out of the kitchen


    to the door. Panic rises in me and I start protesting against his arms but they are so strong. I try to


    ignore howfortable I feel and curse every word I know to him.


    Two minutester Sydney drives at an insane speed. I love speed but looking at Sydney''s white


    knuckles and clenched jaw makes me panic. I shut my eyes tightly afraid of looking at the road.


    Suddenly, I miss how Sydney has been making fun of Edward and Jacob. I miss his crooked smile


    and sarcasticments.


    I peek at him and notice his jaws are still clenched but his knuckles aren''t that white anymore. The


    speed in which we''re moving has even decreased. I open my eyes fully and look ahead.


    "What happened?" My question is answered by silence and I start to feel annoyed. "Why did you


    decide at once about me leaving?" I try again but the oue remains the same. "Goddammit


    Sydney. I need answers here." I explode. Sydney only lets out a frustrated sigh and the speed of the


    car elerates again. Is this some game to him? I look out and notice we''re heading out of town


    towards the cottage. What could have possibly happened?


    "I''ll answer all your questionster." I hear his unwanted voice minutester. "So you do speak." I


    say rhetorically in a sarcastic voice.


    I look ahead as I try stroke my belly gently and this gesture doesn''t go unnoticed by Sydney making


    his eyes linger for a while making me ufortable. I stop doing that and look out the window.


    "I don''t have any clothes or money." I state two minutester. I don''t bother looking at the man


    beside me and don''t expect any response.


    "You don''t have to worry about that. I can get you some clothes by tonight." I want to protest but I


    remember he''s the one in control here and I suddenly feel so angry.


    "This is some form of kidnap. I''ll warn you that Harry knows about this ce." I blurt out the lie. The


    deadly expression on Sydney reappears and this time I don''t bother to care. "Take me back. I have


    to take my phone, purse, clothes and medication." I notice my voice is calm. Very calm.


    "I''ll go back and get them for you." Silence. I can''t believe this is the same person who''s been so


    yful and nowpletely grumpy and.... stressed.


    As soon as the car stops infront of the cottage, I get out of the car immediately desperate for some


    tension free air. I follow Sydney into the house. "Tell me what''s going on. Now." Sydney raises an


    eyebrow at mymand and I try not to lose my confidence.


    "I''ll go get you''re things. Just stay still." He says after a sigh. "I''m so sorry but I can''t tell you. No


    stress, remember?" He starts heading out.


    "Oh no Mister. You''re telling me everything this instant. Or else I''ll be gone by the time youe


    back." Sydney looks so frustrated and I take his warm hand. "You can tell me." I look into his eyes. I


    never noticed the bags under his eyes and he looks so tired. He pulls me to one of the love seats.


    "What I can tell you is that Bianca ranted about you to her father and now he knows about you."


    Regret and sadness shes through his eyes. "I really never meant to get you and our baby mixed


    into all this. I''m so sorry." I blink twice. Is this really Sydney Kings?


    "Okay. I''ll stay here." He gives me an appreciative nod. "But can I please tell Harry that I''ll be here


    for some time? He''ll run out of his mind if I don''t."


    Sydney looks at our hands for a minute. "Do you really trust him that much?" What I noticed about


    Sydney is that he rarely trusts anybody. I wouldn''t really trust him too since all this started with his


    stupid n but for some reason I do. Don''t ask me why.


    "I do. I trust him with my life."

 Twenty

    Twenty


    "Focus on the target Isabe."


    "Well if you stop breathing next to my ear maybe I''ll get it this time." Sydney is standing directly


    behind me and to say I''m not even slightly affected would be a total lie.


    I try to shoot the target but I miss it by a few inches and I groan in frustration. "We can stille


    back tomorrow. You shouldn''t strain." I nod but try once again but the same thing happens.


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    I''ve forced Sydney to teach me how to shoot. I know some self defense that I learnt when my


    kidnapper threatened toe back for me when he went to jail and since I''m pregnant, I can''t get


    involved with such vigorous activity and so I decided to shoot. It took a lot of persuasion to convince


    Sydney and now here I am after an hour of training at the back of the cottage.


    "Are you hungry? I can fix you something to eat." Sydney says as he heads to the kitchen. It''s been


    four days since I came to this ce and Sydney decided toe live here too after he thought a


    pregnant woman should never live alone. Especially if it''s the mother of his child.


    I can''tin since he''s so clean, organized and a good cook. How can I refuse that? The only


    bad thing is that he treats me like some fragile thing.


    "Sandwich will be great." I watch as he gets everything and prepares them. I noticed that when he


    does something, he does it with all his attention. "I have an important meeting in two hours. Will you


    be okay?" I nod.


    "I''m so bored here. Can Ie with you?" ''What is wrong with you?'' "I mean not to the meeting. I''ve


    never seen your office and I''m curious to see it." Lie. I saw it after I fainted on the day I went for the


    interview but I think he doesn''t remember.


    "I carried you to my office after you fainted." Sydney raises an eyebrow and immediately my cheeks


    heat. He remembers.


    "Please." Why do I even want to go?


    "Okay. Get ready." My eyes widen. I never expected him to agree.


    "You agreed? That easily?" I tease him. "Do I have you wrapped around my finger?" I tease him


    further and he gives me a warning re. I roll my eyes and eat the sandwich he gives me.


    "My office has an en suit so I don''t see the need for you toe out. Under no circumstances


    should you get out of my office if I''m not there." I roll my eyes.


    "Yes daddy." I say my tone dripping with sarcasm.


    "Yeah, yeah. Go against me and daddy will give you a spanking." Sydney says with a sexy smirk


    making my cheeks heat up instantly. My eyes go wide. Oh my gosh! I rush out of the kitchen to my


    room while I hear Sydneyugh. Shameless man.


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    "So why would Isabe Styles want toe to the office with me? You know it''s dangerous there.


    The Italianse to see us frequently."


    I shrug. "I just wanted to see your office. I''m so bored at home." I''ve watched movies tost me a


    lifetime.


    "Home?" Sydney is trying to fight off a smile and I realize I just called the cottage home. "You know


    what I mean." I look out of the window and suddenly Sydney takes my hand.


    "I never meant to make you ufortable. If you consider it as your home, we can live there with


    the baby. The house has many rooms and has arge backyard. Fit for a family." Family. I start


    imagining Sydney ying with a five year old version of him as I watch andugh.


    "What are you thinking about?" Sydney asks breaking my daydream. "Nothing." A question that


    always nag mees to my mind. "Are you doing this because I''m carrying your baby?" Sydney''s


    eyes flicker to me for a second.


    "Yeah. I mean if it weren''t for the baby I would still be in my penthouse living my normal life." Is he


    ming me for the changes in his life?


    "Yeah, your stupid n lead us to this. I would have been at work right now not having to worry if I''ll


    be a good mum to my baby." Sydney parks his car when we arrive in front of the Kings Company. I


    get out when I see he wants to say something.


    I follow him into the building and all eyes fall on us. Sydney stops and waits for me to catch up. I


    pass the nice receptionist who was nicer to me and I wave at her. She waves back unsure and


    looking questionably at me. She doesn''t remember me.


    Sydney leads me to an elevator written on VIP. Why would you also want a luxurious elevator?


    "Do you have a problem with it being luxurious?" I asked that loud? I don''t answer him.


    I look around Sydney''s office and I nod approvingly. I would reallymend the interior designer.


    Its a ck and white themed office and although I was here before, I never took time to appreciate


    it. The color scheme makes it look cooler and providing a perfect working environment.


    "Mr Kings your meeting sta... " A tall blondedyes in abruptly and starts talking making my


    eyebrow raise. I nce at Sydney. "I''m sorry. I thought you were alone." She adjusts her spectacles


    and turns to leave.


    "It''s okay Ms Conner. Meet my fiance Isabe Styles." I suddenly choke on air making me to cough.


    Sydney only gives me his famous smirks. The PA gives me a ss of water that I really appreciate.


    Sydney and his PA leave in twenty minutes leaving me alone in the huge office. I head straight for


    his bookshelf and scan his books. Business, business and business. Nothing else. Gosh, sucks to


    be him.


    Next I go to his fridge. Choctes! Apartment filled with choctes! Sydney loves choctes! I


    take one and go sit on his chair and search for a movie to watch. Yeah I know, I already watched


    movies tost me a lifetime but I still watch them.


    I make myselffortable and take the choctes in my hand and press y. Twenty five minutes


    later into the movies the door opens with so much force making me jump in my seat. A furious


    Biancaes in looking deadly. I pause the movie and sit straight.


    "You." She moves infront of me so fast. I wonder how a pregnant woman can move so fast and my


    eyes wonder down. Her tummy looks t and I raise my an eyebrow. Bianca follows my line of sight


    to her tummy and I see a pained expression. "You." She spits venomously while pointing a finger at


    me.


    "Because of you I lost my baby. Because of you my fiance never came to see my in hospital."


    Before I take in what she says she lunges at me and yanks my hair tightly making me yelp in pain.


    "You have to go through what I did." Bianca continues breathlessly. She sure is strong.


    Tears well up in my eyes but I try with all my strength to get rid of Bianca. I somehow manage doing


    so after giving her arge shove but a secondter, she pushes my chest with so much making me


    stumble and fall. "Sydney is MINE." Bianca shouts. My head hits the mahogany table and I


    suddenly feel like a thousand pricks pierce though my skull.


    "ISABELLA!" Sydney''s voice booms around the office and I instantly feel safer. Sydney will deal with


    her. I finally sumb to the darkness that calls to me.

 Twenty-One

    Twenty-One


    Sydney¡¯s POV


    Beep


    Beep


    Beep


    ......


    The only sound in Isabe''s room.


    Its been five hours since I was allowed to see her. I take her hand and look at her. She seems so


    fragile. So small. All this because I couldn''t take care of her. Because I told her she coulde with


    me to the office. Because I broke up with Bianca. Because I can''t get out of the mafia. Because I...


    Because I got her pregnant. She''s here because of me.


    Bringing Isabe into my life was a huge mistake. A mistake that I don''t regret. I look at her face and


    remember the day she came for the interview and bumped into me. She looked so fierce and even


    though that Martha had tried to degrade her during the interview she stood up for herself. She


    looked so fragile but fierce at the same time. I was intrigued.


    I ce my palm on her bump. Something I''ve always wanted to do since I discovered she was


    having our baby. My baby. I''m a sucker for kids and I''ve always wanted one. My mother always


    wanted my father to leave the mafia but my father never wanted to. This led to arguments and fights


    each day. Since Liam looked up to my dad he always chose his side while I was on my mum''s. I


    would spend my days with her and my little sister, Sofia. They were involved in a car crush after my


    mom threatened to tell the cops but I knew the crush was nned. Specifically by dad and his men.


    Due to depression, I spent days with kids around Sofia''s age until I loved them.


    I notice that my palm is still on Isabe''s tummy and before I retract it, I feel something hit it. I look


    down in shock and I feel it again. The baby kicked! An overwhelming feelingnds into my chest.


    The baby kicked! I look at Isabe praying that she wakes up. It''s always been her wish to feel the


    baby kick. I feel something wet on my cheeks and when I wipe it. I notice it''s tears. Did I just cry?


    "You really should wake up Izzy. Our baby just kicked. I know how much you wanted to feel it." I


    continue watching her tummy in amazement. "Our baby is so strong."


    I look at the bandage wrapped around Isabe''s head and a picture of Bianca pushing Isabe


    comes to my head. I''ve been so stressed about Isabe and our baby''s health that I forgot about


    Bianca. She''ll pay for this.


    Looking at Isabe makes the guilt inside me increase. "You bastard." A voicees before I''m


    yanked back and a fist collides with my jaw. That hurt. I immediately fold my fist to fight back before


    I recognize the person who hit me is an angry Harry. Very angry Harry.


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    "Everytime B is next to you she ends up in this damn hospital." He lifts his fist again but I block it.


    "Don''t even dare." I hiss. Harry is too angry to be intimidated but moves away from me.


    "I think you''ve done enough but you have to leave. I can''t bear seeing my best friend here so many


    times all because of you." Harry''s voice sounds calm but I know it''s further from it. He moves to


    Isabe''s side and takes her hand. I know he''s saying the truth. I should go so far away from her


    and the baby. Isabe should have felt her baby kick. I took the feeling away from her.


    A girl I''ve never seen before with auburn hair stands next to Harry and rubs his back soothingly. I


    hadn''t even noticed she has been here the whole time. She kisses his cheek and I assume it''s


    Harry''s girlfriend. I know Isabe is safer in their arms. I should let her and the baby go. Maybe this


    way I''ll protect them.


    I thought taking Isabe to the cottage would protect her. I did everything. Hired bodyguards,


    ensured to change cars before going to the cottage and even ensured we had no close neighbors


    that would cause trouble but who she needed protection from has always been me. I''m such an


    idiot.


    "I have to head somewhere. Can I talk to Isabe for a minute?" Both Harry and his girlfriend turn to


    me. Harry res at me but the girl looks at me with an unreadable expression. I don''t care what


    they think so I move towards Izzy. Harry looks conflicted but is pulled towards the door. I wait for the


    door to shut before looking at the mother of my baby.


    "I''m sorry." I notice that I really wanted to say that after doing it. "I''m so sorry." I kiss the back of her


    hand. "I''ve put you into so much danger so many times and for that I''m sorry. I don''t know how you''ll


    take this but I have to leave. We might meet again in future and I really don''t know what to think


    about that. I wish I could tell you you''re the best thing that has happened to me so far and I''m sorry


    because I tried to get you involved with my life for selfish reasons." I kiss her forehead. I ce my


    palm on her tummy and wish for the same feeling. I wait for a minute but nothing happens. I guess I


    wish for things too much. "I''ll miss you. Goodbye Izzy." I kiss her forehead once again. I look at her


    face trying to memorize everything. Out ofpulsion, I kiss the side of her lips.


    I get out immediately and see Harry''s girlfriend outside the door. I know she saw and heard


    everything but I''m too tired to say anything. I move past her and rush outside. For some reason I


    find it hard leaving her there. What will she think of me? Will she ever forgive me?


    I might seem like a coward. Running away from his problems. Instead I feel staying next to Isabe


    makes me a coward. A coward who ces his needs before hers and the baby''s. A coward who


    keeps on hurting Isabe since he couldn''t sacrifice himself for her happiness. The cottage has


    made me know who the true Isabe is. A determined, strong and passionate woman. The first day


    in the club, I saw a sexy, beautiful and yful Isabe but my perspective started changing when


    she brought me to the hospital after being attacked by some gangsters. They paid for it.


    I get into the car and head straight for my penthouse. It feels like months since I came here. The


    broken sses and torn shirts are nowhere to be seen. Seems like Rosy came to clean after the


    nasty breakup.


    I go to the kitchen and take some whiskey. I relish in the burn as it moves down my throat. I take


    another gulp. Soon I''m done with the ss but I add some more.


    Isabe has made me weak. I need to get back my old me. The ruthless and cold Sydney Kings.


    This is thest time I''ll think about Isabe and her baby. At least I''ll I only think about thepany


    and my life. No more clinic trips with some hormonal woman. No more caring for someone else


    safety.


    But why do I feel like I''m doing something wrong?

 Twenty-Two

    Twenty-Two


    Isabe¡¯s POV


    "I''m so sorry." I feel my hand lifted and connects with something soft. "I''ve put you into so much


    danger so many times and for that I''m sorry." Danger? Who is this person talking to me?


    "I don''t know how you''ll take this but I have to leave. We might meet again in future and I really don''t


    know what to think about that. I wish I could tell you you''re the best thing that has happened to me


    so far and I''m sorry because I tried to get you involved with my life for selfish reasons." What did he


    do? Why don''t I agree with what he''s saying? Somethingnds on my stomach. I wonder why he


    would ce his hand on my stomach.


    "I''ll miss you. Goodbye Izzy." Izzy. I''ve heard that name before. And why can''t I move anything?


    What happened to me? I feel so tired. Maybe I should sleep some more.


    *************


    "The effects of the medicine should wear off in a couple of hours." An unfamiliar voice says. I try to


    open my eyes but the task seems hard. I try again but blinding light shes through my eyelids


    making me to shut them immediately. I try again and this time they stay open. I try to adjust to the


    light before looking around. I see Harry next to a man who I assume is the doctor.


    "Harry." I try lifting my forearm to gain their attention. The doctor sees me first andes to my


    side.


    "Isabe. You''re awake." Harry says next to me. I try to smile at him.


    "Could you please wait outside as I examine her?" The doctor turns to Harry.


    "Is it necessary?" Harry asks as he looks at me. I nod and give him a reassuring smile. "Yes. It will


    only take a few minutes." Harry nods at this and leaves after kissing my forehead. I feel like I''ve had


    too many kisses on my forehead.


    "You hit your head and had a concussion. We gave you strong painkillers and induceda for a


    day to help your body get enough rest since you''re pregnant." Pregnant. Oh God! Panic rose inside


    me immediately.


    "How is my baby doc. Nothing happened to it right?" How could I forget that I''m pregnant? "The


    baby has a heartbeat but you''ll have to see get scanned before leaving." I nod at this.


    "Okay. Now you have to answer some questions." I slowly nod at this. "Can you tell me something


    about yourself?" The doctor who I now now is called Hakeem looks at me intently.


    "I''m Isabe Styles. Twenty four. And pregnant." He nods at this and writes something. "Can you tell


    me what you remember as a child?" A picture of my kidnappers hitting mees to my mind. "I''d


    rather not talk about it." The doctor gives me a reassuring smile and jolts something down. He


    continues with the physical check up and five minutester he''s done.


    "You''ll meet up with doctor Greene in an hour and after that you can go home." He closes the files


    and leaves. Harry enters immediately andes to my side. "Amelia will be here in twenty


    minutes."


    "What about Sy..." Harry cuts me off. "You''re still asking for him? Your here because of that


    imbecile." His harsh words make me flinch. I remember Bianca pushing me after using me of


    taking Sydney away from her.


    "He was here and left shortly after I came." Harry says minutester with a sigh. Will hee back?


    "Look at me Be." I raise my eyes to his. "I think it''s best if youe back to my house. I think you


    shouldn''t associate with him." Anger inside me raises at his words.


    "And why would I want to stop seeing the father of my baby?" Harry tries to take my hand but I don''t


    allow it. "Harry, he was in a meeting when Bianca pushed me. Now it''s his fault?" I don''t me


    Sydney for what happened. No one should.


    "Then where is he? Don''t you see every time you wake up he''s gone? Everything is always like a


    rey. You wake up, ask for him, find out he''s not here then pretend it''s okay for him to not be here.


    Just be real for once Isabe." Harry is almost shouting by the time he finishes.


    "I need to be alone." I announce. Harry seems like he wants to say something but I cut him off.


    "Please." He looks at me thenes next to me and kisses my forehead.


    "I''ll be back in an hour for your appointment with doctor Greene." I nod and he leaves shortly after.


    *********


    After meeting with Dr Greene I tell Harry that I want to go to see my mother. Obviously he doesn''t


    allow it. "I just want to be with my mum, Harry." I know he wants the best for me since I''ve only been


    discharged.


    "You have to rest Isabe. Do you have to act like a brat?" He seems frustrated.


    "Take me to the clinic Harry. I want to see my mother. Call me a brat but I only need her. Just this


    once." I say with desperationced in my voice and I don''t care what Harry says. I''ve always wanted


    to be with my parents. Tell them my problems, ask them questions and cry as the hold me. Now that


    I have my mum, I can''t pass it. I want my mum to hold me. I feel so emotionally drained.


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    Harry takes a sharp u-turn and heads towards the clinic. I try to hide my victorious smile. "Now that


    wasn''t hard, was it?" I tease him.


    "Don''t push it."


    Harry takes me to my mother''s room where she''s reading a magazine and leaves after saying hi.


    "What happened to your head baby?" The older me looks at me with concern.


    "Don''t worry mum, I''m fine." I try to dodge the question. She looks at me with a raised eyebrow.


    After so many questions, I tell her everything.


    We talk about everything and her progress.


    "There''s something I''ve been meaning to tell you." I nod for her to continue. She looks anxious


    making me worried immediately. "What''s wrong mum?"


    "I met someone a year ago." Oh. "Your dad and I were only engaged when he died but I loved him


    so much. Max will never rece your dad and I really hope you''ll be okay with us." I always


    wondered why mum used her dad''s name but I never questioned it. Mum deserves to be happy and


    if she is then I can''t stop her.


    "When will I meet him?" Mum smiles at this and talks about him. I needed this. My mum os the best


    medicine I could ask for. We search for something to watch until wee across a celebrity show.


    "And now let''s introduce the power couple." The host, Emma, says announces and the audience


    p enthusiastically. Seems like she''s already said who''sing. Two people emerge from the


    backstage holding hands and waving with wide smiles.


    Bianca


    Sydney


    "Sydney Kings and Bianca Russo. Always a pleasure for having the both of you here." Emma says


    as she hugs Bianca. My heart is beating so fast. Why are they together? Why is he with her?


    "Was this filmed some time back?" I ask while my eyes are transfixed to the screen.


    "It''s live." My mother says while sipping some water. Oh!


    "Yeah, you know. We''ve been having some small... issues but here we are, together." Bianca


    answers this. She''s wearing a red off the shoulder dress that fits perfectly with a diamond ne


    and studs. Her hair is styled into something fancy and has little make up. She looks beautiful. Next


    to here is Sydney with a ck tailored suit and a red tie. His hair has a different haircut which


    makes him look so dreamy and handsome. They look good together.


    "What do you mean by small issues?" Emma looks intrigued by the piece of information to be


    spilled. I roll my eyes. Reporters.


    "Oh! You know,mon problems like jealous women after my man." Bianca kisses Sydney on the


    cheek with a grin. Sydney makes no move to push her. I feel so hurt. "But Sydney would always


    choose me." Bianca ends and Sydney nods at this and smiles. He now gives Bianca a kiss on the


    cheek as Emma awws.


    "Sydney. Please do tell us about these women giving you trouble." Emma turns to Sydney. Sydney


    laughs as he takes Bianca''s hand in his.


    "I wouldn''t call that trouble. The woman was pregnant and needed help and so I decided to help


    her." His voice is calm. No emotion is seen or heard when he says this.


    "My fiance is always selfless and caring." I don''t listen anymore. I''ve heard enough.


    "Mum, we''ll have to do this some other time. I feel so exhausted." My mum gives me a concerned


    look.


    "Okay hunny. I''ll call you tomorrow." I smile at her and get away. I stop a cab and head towards


    Harry''s house.


    My heart feels so betrayed and destroyed. This is why I should have kept away from him. I knew


    from the start how toxic he is. When we arrive I check for stray tears but I find none. Good.


    I get into the house with one thought: I hate Sydney Kings.

 Twenty-Three

    Twenty-Three


    It''s a month since I heard from Sydney. A month since I started despising that maniptive man. A


    month since I experienced something close to a heartbreak. I don''t know if I should call it a


    heartbreak since I can''t say I loved Sydney but my heart was broken. I felt betrayed. I felt used.


    Sometimes I miss him but I have to move on. I epted my baby won''t have the picture perfect


    family for him. Yeah, I''m having a boy. A boy I would call mine.


    Harry''s bedroom door opens and a sleepy Ameliaes out. She looks tired in the morning and I


    try as much not to think why. She''s dressed in short pajama shorts and a matching top written on


    ''NIGHTY NIGHTY''. She looks cute. What makes me wonder is the choker on her neck. Why would


    she sleep with it. It has red rubies on it and a word I can''t read engraved on it. Okay! It looks so


    beautiful though.


    "Morning. Coffee." She mumbles and heads towards the coffee maker.


    "Morning." Iugh and continue cooking pancakes. The morning is the same as others. Pregnancy


    is giving me a stage one case of insomnia. If there stages that is. The baby kicks a lot making me


    stay awake and talk to him. I sleepte and wake up earlier than Harry and Amelia.


    "Any ns today?" Amelia asks. I flip the pancake before turning to her.


    "I''ve watched too many movies so I''m going to start reading novels. I''m heading to the bookstore


    later." Amelia nods at this as she sips her coffee.


    Since I came from the hospital Amelia has tried talking to me saying that I should talk to Sydney. I


    asked her why she sided with him but she''d only say ''maybe there''s more to the story.'' Yeah, right.


    As if that made any sense. They say fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me. Is it?


    "Pancakes." Harry says in a childish voice as hees to the kitchen and hugs me. "I swear I''ll


    marry you." He gives me a sloppy kiss making me cringe.


    "E. HARRY!" I hit his head with the back of my hand. At first I would wonder if Amelia was okay


    when Harry said words and did things that would make his girlfriend jealous but she never seemed


    bothered by it. I even thought she didn''t really like Harry. As a good friend, I asked Harry about it.


    He only said there rtionship was based on trust before anything else. They are so happy


    together.


    An hourter both Amelia and Harry leave for work leaving me alone. I take a shower and wear a


    blue t-shirt dress and white baseball shoes then take a walk to the bookstore. I love walking. It''s


    some sort of stress reliever. People watching andughing at things they do when they think no


    one''s watching.


    I get into the bookstore thirteen minutester and start randomly walking. When I reach the


    business section I see some titles I had seen in Sydney''s office. Maybe I should get them. I need to


    learn more about business anyway. I take two of them and head to the sci-fi section and also take a


    couple. By the time I''m done I feel so exhausted. Maybe I should start reading from here as I rest.


    Ten minutes into the sci-fi, a chair in front of me is scrapped against the floor making me re at the


    suit d man. He seems familiar and has a grin as he sits. Can''t a girl get some alone time here? I


    continue readingpletely ignoring him.


    "Interesting collection." The man says as he eyes my books on the desk. I continue ignoring him.


    Hope he takes a hint. "Hello? Someone there?" Nope. Not answering. "Ms Styles. You there?" I


    tense at this. My eyes immediately snap to him as he startsughing. How does he know my name?


    A stalker maybe? But he doesn''t seem like it. He looks so familiar though.


    "Do I know you?" I raise an eyebrow at him. His hair is so ck and has striking blue eyes.


    He seems to be about twenty eight to thirty years old. His ck suit fits him so well from where I''m


    sitting. Problem is, as I''m looking at his appearance, I''mparing him to some jerk.


    "Who would have thought such a pretty mind would forget an unforgettable face like mine?" He


    points to his face wagging his eyebrows. I roll my eyes. I''m really not in the mood for silly games.


    "If you have nothing to say, I''m not really in the moods for you. Go bother someone else Mr..." He


    doesn''t say his name.


    "Can we talk somewhere else?" He asks in a slightly yful tone but I detect the seriousness in it. I


    notice a brown envelope on the table written on ''CONFIDENTIAL''. I look up back to him.


    "I came to your office once with Sydney. Luke." Everything clicks into ce at once. Luke James. I


    even heard Sydney talk to him once on the phone. Is he here on Sydney''s behalf? Luke seems to


    read the question on my face.


    "We can go to the nearby park and talk. Not many people visit the ce. It''s kinda private." Is this


    man serious? Does he think I will trust him? Sydney''s friend? For all I know Sydney might have sent


    him to me and for all I know, I have nothing to say to him or his friend.


    "I''m going nowhere with you." I say in a calm voice. Maybe it''s time to head home. I stand and start


    picking my books. I head to the counter and pay for them and head out but find Luke already


    waiting for me.


    "This is important Isabe. They are just papers you need to sign." Luke says next to me and helps


    me adjust the bag holding the books. Maybe I shouldn''t have bought big books. They are so heavy.


    "Need some help?" Luke takes out his hand for me to hand over the bag to him. Giving it to him


    means listening to what he has to say. I could just refuse and struggle with this heavy bag or I could


    give this willing person but listen to what he has to say to which I''m so curious about. I let out a sigh.


    I hand him the bag and immediately walk.


    "Sydney''s told me so much about you." I stop in my tracks and face him. "The papers I need to sign.


    That''s what we''re talking about." I grit my teeth. Luke blinks twice because of my hostility but says


    nothing.


    "He broke omert¨¢" Sydney told me that was an offense that wasn''t lightly taken. Has anything


    happened to him? I haven''t heard of him since the show. "So this is about that." I say. I want him to


    rify.


    "Yes. Since you know about us we can''t risk the organization because of it. So you have to sign


    some papers to ensure your confidentiality. From now on your every movement will be tracked. Your


    phone calls, text messages and emails will pass through our tech guys. Under no circumstances will


    you reveal about your knowledge to the government, police, coworkers, friends or even family. If


    any of these rules are to be vited, be sure to see your closest people being tortured to death as


    you wait for your turn."


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 Twenty-Four

    Twenty-Four


    Sydney said I would never get involved with this mafia shit. No one would know that we talked


    about it. Did he think I would tell anyone after abandoning me and the baby?


    "I don''t understand whatever you''re telling me Mr James. Sydney never told me anything." ''Just act


    dumb Isabe.'' I tell myself. Maybe he will leave me alone.


    "Well, I just told you about it. So you still have to sign." Luke smirks at this and I roll my eyes.


    "What happens if I don''t sign it?" There''s no way I''ll sign it. There''s no way out. I can''t raise my son


    in this life.


    "As I said, you''ll be treated as a threat against the family. All you''re close ones will be tortured to


    death as you watch and the same will be done to youter on." Luke says this nonchntly. You


    could think he''s talking about the weather.


    "Look. I don''t want you to sign this under threats. Sydney feels like this will keep you safe since he''ll


    have people keeping an eye on you." Luke says this in a softer tone but I scoff.


    "I don''t care what that man feels. He could go..." I touch my belly and rub it. ''No swearing Isabe.'' I


    remind myself. "He can do what he wants. I don''t care." Luke looks amused at my actions but says


    nothing.


    "I don''t even understand why he would tell you and what sort of rtionship you two have." Luke


    adjusts himself on the bench. "I mean it''s not my business to pry even though he''s my best friend,


    but you really have to sign it. People will starting after you. Don''t risk your life and the baby''s."


    Sydney has a best friend? That seems almostughable. Sydney is always so broody and too


    serious but Luke is theplete opposite. I don''t voice my thoughts though.


    "Can you give me time?" I need to think about this. Signing that document is giving my life to the


    mafia. A ce I was promised to be protected from by the same person making me sign this. Why


    would Sydney make me sign this?


    "Twenty four hours. Give or take." Luke says as he stands. That''s better.


    "I''ll think about it. But I have one condition." I need answers. Luke raises an eyebrow.


    "So demanding are we?" I ignore his statement. "Sydney brings the papers tomorrow. Tell him we''ll


    meet at ''home''." Luke seems confused by this but smirks secondster.


    "Sure princess." He winks at me and before I say anything, he turns to go. I look at him


    dumbfounded until he stops and turns to me. "Youing?" Its then I notice he still has my heavy


    bag.


    *********


    "I''ll be back in two hours." I shout to Harry and Amelia as I hurriedly get out of the house to avoid


    questions. I have to meet up with Sydney at noon at the cottage. Luke only texted me that he''d be


    there at noon since that was the only time he was free.


    I get into my car. I here a knock on the side of my window and see a man dressed in a ck suit


    with sunsses. Should I get out? No. What if he was sent by some people? Gosh! I''m so paranoid


    these days. Damn Sydney and this mafia talk. I hear a message tone in my phone.


    Sydney: He''s with me. Go with him.


    My gaze returns to the man. He''s standing next to a white sports car.


    Me: What''s his name?


    Sydney: Joey Anderson.


    I get out and stand outside my door. "Any identification?" The man takes a badge from his inside


    pocket and hands it to me.


    Joey Anderson


    Age: 33 years old


    upation: bodyguard


    Satisfied, I return it to him and follow him to the beautiful car.


    He drives for about twenty minutes before he makes a left turn to somewhere I''ve never seen. My


    heart starts beating so fast but I don''t want to seem obviously scared.


    "Um, Joey, this isn''t the way." My voice doesn''t seem panicked and I silently thank God.


    "We''re meeting boss here." I only hum and try to seem in control but my heart rate hasn''t reduced at


    all. We stop after two minutes next to a familiar car. I breath in a deep breath to calm myself down.


    "I''m sorry for scaring you." Joey says and I whip my head to him so fast.


    "You weren''t that obvious but can I read people''s reactions." I nod and give him a small smile. He


    hadn''t talked the whole way here. I thank him as I get out and head towards Sydney''s car. He gets


    out andes to my side and opens the door for me. I slip in then he shuts it. He talks to Joey for a


    minute beforeing back to his seat and starts the long ten minutes ride to the cottage.


    We don''t talk until we reach. Sydney gets out first and before I open the door, he does it for me. I


    get out and head towards the cottage without a word. I''m only here for answers. I stand next to the


    door and wait for him toe open it. He opens the door in silence and waits for me to get in. I roll


    my eyes and pass through the door before he does. Stupid chivalry.


    "You should take your key back. I bought this ce for you."


    I don''t say anything until I seat on a love seat. "You want an out in the Mafia world but in the


    process, I''m dragged in. Why would you do that to me?" I take in a deep breath. Sydney is staring


    at my face but says nothing. "You promised nothing would happen to me. Why?" Sydney only takes


    some papers in the same envelope Luke had. He takes a pen and stands infront of me.


    "Sign them." He orders and I scoff.


    "You don''t get to do this. Talk to me." I see his infamous smirk and for a reason I feel so happy.


    "Now you want to talk. Let''s just get this over with. Sign and we won''t see each other again. I''m sure


    Luke told you everything." Sydney says cooly.


    I get up with from the love seat and immediately the baby kicks making me smile instantly. I''ll never


    get used to this feeling. I look up and see Sydney looking at me intently.


    "Why are you suddenly smiling?" The question brings me to reality and I suddenly stop.


    "Nothing, the baby just... Kicked." Sydney only nods but says nothing. "Why would you want to us to


    get involved?" I suddenly feel exhausted. We''re talking in circles and I''m tired.


    "It''s for your safety Isabe. This way I''ll be able to protect you both." I suddenly feel angry.


    "My baby and I don''t need your protection." I spit. I continued practicing shooting until I perfected it.


    I don''t own a gun but I''ve been nning to buy one.


    "That baby is also mine." I roll my eyes. Now the baby is his too.


    "I''m not that needy pregnant woman in need of your help Mr Kings. Let''s just stop this stupidity and


    move on with our lives."


    "When you sign this I''ll be sure you''re safe. The baby won''t have to be involved but at least he''ll be


    safe." Sydney almost shouts.


    "My privacy will be invaded. Wherever I go, I''ll be tracked. Who wants that life Sydney?" Why is he


    forcing me to do this? "Why do you really want me to do this? Now you don''t want to..." I''m stopped


    by sudden lips on mine. I don''t react for a second but let myself kiss him back.


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    The kisssts for about ten seconds but it has so many feelings. Frustration being the main one.


    "Please trust me on this." Sydney says breathlessly. I touch my lips in disbelief. I''ve always


    fantasized kissing Sydney but none could bepared to this. We kissed when I was drunk and


    horny. Then when I was in his office. At that time I wanted to get back at Ian but this... this can''t be


    compared to that.


    Sydneys forehead os resting on mine and we''re breathing the same air. I suddenly push him off me.


    "You maniptive son of a..."


    "Don''t swear."


    "Take me home." I say without looking at him. I feel a hand on my wrist. I look up and see Sydney''s


    face. "I wish everything would be different." His voice is low. I don''t say anything. I feel I should trust


    him for a reason but my mind doesn''t want to.


    Should I sign the damn papers?

 Twenty-Five

    Twenty-Five


    "ording to the tests we did two days ago, your mother is physically, emotionally and mentally


    stable to be able to be back home in two weeks. We have reduced her dosage to a minimal so we


    will have to observe how she reacts to them for a couple of weeks and if it''s a positive change, she''ll


    be going with you." Doctor Maxwell Norman has been on my mother''s case and has updated me


    since I learnt about her.


    My uncle, Jason, let out a shaky breath. I nce at him and see he has arge smile on his face.


    It''s been long since Ist saw him and to say I missed my uncle JJ is an understatement.


    "I''ve waited for this talk for years. My sister is getting better. Thanks to you Be." I smile at him and


    take his hands into mine.


    "She was never meant to be here." I say in a small voice as I tear up. Pregnancy hormones! Or


    maybe it''s because I just realized I''m going to have my mom next to me with no limitations. She''ll be


    there when my son will be born.


    I visit my mother together with JJ for about three hours and head home. Being six months pregnant


    is using up my energy at a fast rate. I get into my car and head to Harry''s.


    I find no one home and I head straight to the kitchen and look for something to eat. I feel fat but I


    don''t care. At least not now. I have no one to impress so I can eat as much as I want. I mean it''s


    normal to add some weight when pregnant but I can always hit the gym after birth. Sometimes I


    wish Sydney was here and pretend I''m mad at him for calling fat. I really need to stop reading this


    novels.


    A knock on the door brings me back to reality. I ce the yogurt that I have just found on the


    counter and head to the door. Without thinking, I open the door ande face to face with Bianca.


    What now?


    "Bianca?" She looks as perfect as she always is. Her dark hair looks like it just came from the salon.


    Its so shinny and soft. She''s dressed in a white blouse, a ck pencil skirt and a ck and white


    zer. I don''t look at her feet since she''ll notice I''m assessing her outfit and I don''t want any


    comment from her. I bet she''s in white heels.


    "I''m going to ask this once and don''t even think of lying to me." She holds a dangerous re meant


    to scare anyone but I don''t cower away from her. Is it about the baby? I hope not. If it is then that


    means the Italian Mafia is involved in this since the princess is engaged to Sydney. "HEY!" I hear


    Bianca. Why am I zoning out a lot?


    "Ask away." I tell her sarcastically with a fake innocent smile and she rolls her eyes.


    "Where is he?" WHO? Oh. And I startughing.


    "And who is ''he''?" I decide to mess with her.


    "My fiance. Sydney." Bianca grits her teeth with frustration.


    "You''re looking at the wrong ce." I say in a clipped tone. His name infuriated me. His kiss a


    month ago before I signed my life over to the mafia is still on my mind. I am happy he kissed me.


    Even though he''s engaged, I never regretted it. It was so short but the sweetest kiss I ever had and


    I wouldn''t mind having a repeat of it. The forbidden fruits taste the sweetest. I sigh. He just had to


    go back to Bianca.


    I try shutting the door but Bianca puts a foot to prevent that. Look at that, white stilettos. "Tell me


    where he is." She says in a threatening voice.


    "You''re fiance isn''t here Bianca. Go look for him somewhere else or I''m calling the cops." I start


    feeling frustrated and I want to pee. She only narrows her eyes and before she turns she looks at


    my belly making my hand move to it. She smirks. A lot of scenarios cross my mind and I


    immediately shut the door. I close my eyes and take a deep breath as I lean on the door. I open my


    eyes two secondster and that is when I notice what Bianca has been insinuating. Sydney has


    disappeared!


    Should I look for him? I ask myself as I head back to my yogurt. Could he be hurt? No, it''s not my


    problem. But what if he''s kidnapped? Or worse, murdered? No, no, no. Don''t think that way


    Isabe. Maybe he only left for some hours and Bianca is only exaggerating. His a big man, a mafia


    lord. He can take care of himself. Why do I even care?


    I finish my yogurt and continue reading my novel.


    I hear another knock an hourter. Nope. I''m not getting that. I check the time. Three o''clock. Where


    did Harry and Amelia go to? I ignore it but the knock is heard again. I decide to peek but my phone


    beats me to it with a text message from... Sydney?


    Sydney


    We need to talk. Come with Joey.


    I don''t reply. What''s wrong with this man? His fiance is looking for him and he wants to meet up with


    me? I decide not to go. I go to the door then peep. I see Joey standing patiently.


    "Tell him that I''m not feeling well. I need to rest." I tell Joey after opening the door and poking my


    head out. Joey raises an eyebrow in amusement. "You can tell I''m lying right?" He nods then


    releases a shortugh.


    "Apparently, he says it''s important for you two to meet." Joey reminds me of Neville Longbottom


    from Harry Potter, only in a suit and looks older. Could it be him? They look so much alike.


    Someone clearing his throat brings me back to the present. What''s wrong with me zoning out a lot


    lately?


    "Sorry. But I really don''t want to meet him." My phone rings immediately after I say this. Sydney.


    "It''s either you go with him willingly or by force." He hangs up and I stare at the phone


    dumbfounded.


    "Stupid, egoistic, controlling men. I hate them." I say with gritted teeth. I go into the house and take


    my shoes and follow an amused Joey. "Stupid bodyguards."


    This time Joey takes me to an Italian hotel out of town. ''Hotel Due Mondi''. Why would he bring me


    to an Italian hotel? Joey gets out of the car and I follow him to the elevator. He presses the top most


    floor and we ride in silence.


    An Italian speaking couple joins us when we reach the second floor but get out after some floors


    higher. I look at my nails and realize I need to work on them. The elevator stops and Joey gets out


    and I follow him to a door written on PH3. He opens the door with a key and allows me to get in first


    before doing so but doesn''t close it.


    "Ah, Joey. Good to see you back with a visitor." Sydney''s voicees from a corner. I turn my head


    and see him on the counter of a mini bar. This ce is so huge. A penthouse. Everything seems in


    order and is in either ck, white or gray. The ce is so nice. But what is Sydney doing here?


    Joey excuses himself and leaves after shutting the door. I hold onto my phone tightly and head


    towards Sydney.


    "Your fiance is going crazy looking for you." I say with a smile. A mocking smile. "Why would you


    hide away from your beloved?" Sydney rolls his eyes and gestures for me to sit next to him. I take a


    chair furthest from him and he smirks.


    "Juice? Water? Anything?" Sydney says as he stands and heads towards the fridge.


    "Water." He takes a bottle and ss and hands them to me.


    "So, how have you been for thest month?" I scoff. As if he would care.


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    "Why did you invite me here?" I think about my question. Nope. "Why did you force me here? In an


    Italian hotel to be precise?"


    "I gave you an option. And you chose willingly. Good choice." I roll my eyes. I realize Sydney is


    almost back to the yful Sydney. But maybe it''s because he needs something from me. I sit alert.


    "And ever heard of the saying, living right under your nose?" He shrugs andes to sit next to


    me.


    "Cut the crap Mr Kings, I need to leave." Sydney raises an eyebrow. "We''re back to formalities now,


    right Ms Styles?" I show him a serious face and not answer.


    He sighs. "What do you know about Amelia Russo?"


    Amelia Russo? Who is Amelia Russo?

 Twenty-Six

    Twenty-Six


    "Who is Amelia Russo?" I ask Sydney even though my mind is already expecting the worst. It can''t


    be her. Amelia is Canadian and she''s Amelia Martin. Harry trusts her. They knew each other even


    before I met Sydney. Why am I trying to convince myself when its not her?


    "Amelia Russo is Giovanni''s second child. Bianca''s sister." Sydney looks straight into my eyes. I let


    out a breath in relief.


    "For a moment you almost got me there." Why would he ask me what I know about someone I''ve


    never met or even knew exists? "I never knew Bianca had a sister." Sydney raises from the stool


    and heads to the living room and picks a blue file from the table. Hees back and stands directly


    in front of me and opens the file then hands it over to me.


    I ce it on the counter and curiously read the information.


    Name Amelia Rose Russo Martin


    Age 22 years old


    Status Widow


    Spouse Jacob Martin (dead)


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    I take in the information and wonder why Sydney gave me this. It has so much information. All


    details about her. I even see her allergic reactions - peanuts. Hmm, talk about coincidence. Wait,


    Amelia Rose Russo Martin. Amelia has a dead spouse.


    I look at the photo attached at the bottom. Straight ck hair. She''s so beautiful. I look at her face


    and my breath hitches. No way. If Harry''s girlfriend had ck hair she would definitely look like this.


    But it can''t be. The more I look at her the more alike they look but at the same time they are so


    different.


    This Amelia has the same shade of Bianca''s blue eyes while Harry''s girlfriend has green eyes. Her


    face is always yful and a smile never leaves it. This Amelia seems to be the always serious one


    type. She wears ''the don''t mess with me'' attitude.


    I look up at Sydney and find him staring at me. Trying to study my face. "What''s this?" I ask him.


    "I only ever saw her in photos. She lived away in Canada with her Mother and so people never


    talked about her." Sydney moves next to me and looks at the photo. "That day at the hospital, she


    looked so familiar but I could never pinpoint where I saw here. Last week I heard Liam talk to


    Bianca about her sister and when I decided to search for the sister, I found this. Amelia Rose Russo


    Martin."


    I stare at the picture as I try to digest everything. Who would have thought? Does Harry know? For


    the first time I don''t know if I should trust him.


    "What should I do?" I turn to Sydney.


    "Trust no one." Sydney says after sometime. I nod. I had already nned that. "Harry doesn''t know


    this." I say. He''s always been there for me. Always protected me. He''s been my all time rock.


    "You don''t know that." Sydney says in a low voice. I want to argue but I don''t. Amelia''s information


    has been a very big blow. I''m still in shock.


    "So you want me to get information from her?"


    "I don''t mean to put you in danger Izzy."


    "But you already did. You made me sign those goddamn papers." I snap.


    "I really never wanted anything like this to happen Izzy." Sydney says almost pleadingly.


    "Don''t call me that. You left me when I needed you. You went to that woman after she pushed me


    and I almost lost my baby." My voice raises with every word but breaks at the end.


    "That baby is mine too and everything I did was to protect you both."


    "I never asked for your protection Sydney. We can do just fine without you." I spit. I hate that


    excuse.


    "Don''t you see? Every time you''re next to me you get hurt. You end up in hospital." His voice is cold.


    "Then that''s too bad. Maybe I would never have minded waking up in hospital with you there." Can''t


    he see I really liked him and I really wanted this to work until he just had to go back to Bianca. I felt


    backstabbed.


    "I can''t keep hurting you. The baby..."


    "The baby this, the baby that, it''s always about MY baby. I almost forgot the baby was your n


    from the start." I shout. I head towards the door but Sydney takes my hand. "Let go." I spit. He


    releases my hand immediately and I get out of that penthouse and hotel. Joey sees me and tries to


    stop me but I walk as fast as I can with my pregnant body and hail a cab.


    Sydney stops the cab and tries to talk to me but I don''t even look at him. He gives the driver a


    hundred dor bill. "Take her wherever she wants go and keep the change." It''s then I remember I


    had no money on me but I''m too angry to feel embarrassed. ''He caused this, so he should pay.'' I tell


    myself.


    I want to take a long drive and use up all the money but I''m too exhausted. I think of going to see


    my mother but I don''t want to see her when I''m gloomy. She''ll get upset and that''s thest thing I


    want for her. The only other ce to go is to Harry''s house. Where Bianca is. Gosh! I never knew


    that I needed to get a life until now.


    The car stops in front of the house. I see Harry''s car. I want to be alone but at the same time I want


    him to hug me like old times.


    "Hey Be." I hear Amelia''s voice. I really try to smile back. "Tough day huh?" She says with


    amusement.


    "Yeah." I notice my voice is cold. "I''m just so tired. I have to rest." I fake a smile.


    "You look like shit. Where have you been?" That''s when I realize how she asks this every time I


    come home or in the mornings when she asks about ''my ns for the day''. I smirk.


    "Out." I then turn and head towards my room. I have to figure out if Harry is involved in this.

 Twenty-Seven

    Twenty-Seven


    Spending some time alone in my room made me realize how I always meet up with Sydney and end


    up getting mad at him then storm out. It''s always a circle with him. I startughing at the scenarios. I


    love being pregnant. I mean, I never got any drama (apart from my kidnappers) in my life until now


    and I get to practice the pregnant hormones with Sydney. The cold billionaire who got me pregnant


    with a son I can''t wait to meet. I rub my tummy and start humming for a minute until I hear a knock.


    Harryes in and sits on my bed next to me.


    "Hey." He starts.


    "Hey."


    He scoots closer to me and engulfs me in a hug. "Amelia told me you seemed upset earlier." He


    kisses my forehead. "I''m always here for you, you know that?" I nod and rx in his arms. "Do you


    want to talk about it?"


    I think about his question. I can make it seem like it''s about me.


    "How do you know you love someone?" I ask Harry. It''s a trap question. Harry stays silent for a


    while before he answers.


    "I don''t know. You just know you do. You want to make sure that person is happy before anything


    else. You can even give up your happiness for them." Harry says.


    "Do you love her? Do you love Amelia?" I bite my lip in anticipation.


    "Yes." Harry says in a whisper making my heartbeat elerate. "I''m in love with her and I''m so


    scared." This piques up my curiosity. Does he know something?


    "Why? How can you be scared?"


    "What if I''m taking this so fast? What if I scare her with those words?" He then smiles. "Do I really


    deserve that angel?" I almost scoff. Angel? Then I''m Beyonce.


    "Tell me about her. How well do you know her?" I try again. Harry only looks at me in confusion.


    "That can give me a hint about her feelings." Harry nods at this.


    "We met a year and a half ago when I was in one of my travels and hooked up twice. She told me


    she was just from a bad breakup so dating was out of question. We talked for a month and suddenly


    we stopped. Something about her losing her phone. She called me four months ago after I decided


    living here saying she got a job here." I listen to everything and try to piece everything. nk.


    "So, does she have any likes, hobbies, talents?" I urge him further.


    "She loves red." I noticed her clothes. Most of them are red in different shades. "ys the guitar.


    Speaks Italian fluently and loves Italian food." Bingo.


    "Anything about her parents or siblings?" I inquire and I hope Harry doesn''t realize anything of this.


    "No. She never talks about her family. They died some years ago." Harry says with sadness. That


    witch! I almost shout.


    "Babe! Be! Dinner is ready." Amelia shouts from the kitchen. I tell Harry I''m not hungry and he


    leaves. I want to call Sydney and tell him everything but I don''t trust even my phone. Maybe it''s


    bugged too. I sigh andy down. I need to sleep.


    Sleep. Something I crave but can''t have. Why? Because I know I''m living with someone from the


    Italian Mafia under the same roof. Oh, and I want to speak to Sydney.


    Me


    Can we meet up?


    Sydney.


    I''ll pick you up in 20.


    I pick up my yellow sundress and a cardigan. I pick up my toothbrush and other hygiene


    necessities, some underwear, three dresses and two T-shirts and a pair of yoga pants. I''ll be away


    for a while. I really can''t pretend to like Amelia anymore. I''ll just go to the cottage. I ce the items


    in a duffel bag. I heard Amelia and Harry go into their room an hour ago. They must be asleep if not


    doing... their thing.


    I shut my door soundlessly. I''ll text Harry when I leave. I look at my phone. Eight more minutes. I


    decide to go to the kitchen and take a bottle of water.


    "Going somewhere?" I almost jump out of my skin. I turn to the voice.


    "Amelia. You frightened me." She gives me a smile but I head towards the fridge.


    "Why do you have a bag?" She asks again and I sigh.


    "Not that it''s your business but I need sometime alone. I''m going to my uncle JJ." I say curtly. Gosh!


    I''m so obvious.


    "I didn''t mean to upset you." Amelia says in an innocent voice and I almost pity her.


    "It''s okay. I''ve got so much in my te and pregnancy hormones are not helping. Try dealing with


    Italians and you''ll get what I mean." I say nonchntly as I fake augh trying to get a reaction from


    her but I get none. I sigh. So much for trying.


    Amelia doesn''t say anything for a while. She takes her bottle of water and gets up. "I think I better


    head to bed. Wish you all the best with your alone time." The stupid smile appears again but I only


    give a curt nod and smile sarcastically. Just in time my phone lights up with a message from Sydney


    saying he''s here. I take my bag and leave.


    Sydney sees the bag and his eyebrows shoot up in question. I only shrug and sit after dumping it in


    the back seat. Call it instinct but I look up at Harry''s window and see a shadow move away.


    "I think she suspects I know." Sydney only hums and drives. I notice Sydney is driving to the


    cottage. The road deserted. Seems like were the only ones driving. The car is filled with uneasy


    tension. I open the window to let some air in.


    Five minutester a cares so fast from behind and overtakes us. I stare dumbfounded. I


    thought Sydney drives fast. I see Sydney''s jaw clench.


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    "Under your seat. There guns. Take them out." It''s an order. He says calmly and I look at him


    confused. Another car does the same and stops next to the first one blocking the road. "Do what I


    say for once Isabe." Sydney''s voice is strained.


    I try to lean but my tummy gets in the way. I try another way even thought it takes a longer time but I


    move my hand randomly under my seat. There''s some heavy cloth but other than that nothing. "I


    can''t..."


    "Under the cloth." Sydney cuts me off. I follow his instructions and my hands touch something


    metallic. Bingo. I take out one gun but Sydney tells me there more. I do the same and find two more


    and a grenade. Wow!


    I load the guns as fast as I can as Harry stops the car in front of the two blocking the road. I


    discreetly ce two guns on Sydney''sp. "No matter what happens stay inside." I want to argue


    but Sydney shoots me a look.


    "Take this. Send Luke a message saying SOS. Nothing else. And there''s a bottle in my coat. Drink


    that liquid. I''ll exin everythingter. Don''t open the windows or doors." I listen to everything he


    says. Before he gets out I take his hand and ce on my round tummy. "We need you. Come back


    to us." He nods and gets out of the car. I close his door so fast and send Luke the ''SOS'' text. I try to


    remember what the other thing is as I look at what is happening. I see some men pointing towards


    the car and I know they are talking to me.


    There about six men against Sydney. Should I help him? I take the phone and ce it on his seat


    and I notice the coat. Oh yeah! I check frantically in every pocket till I find a small white bottle with


    clear liquid. I trust Sydney so I take it without any thought. It tastes like water.


    I look ahead and see Sydney cing his guns on the road as one of the men moves close to him.


    There could be some men around the car too. I check but a gunshot makes me stop in my tracks.


    Oh No! I notice my eyes are shut but I fear seeing the worst in front of me. The window next to me


    is hit with so much force making me to look up. From the corner of my eye I see Sydney is okay and


    I sigh in relief. The man orders me open the door but I don''t. He aims his gun at Sydney and I open


    the door immediately.


    "I told you to stay inside no matter what." Sydney says when I''m dragged next to him.


    "They were going to shoot... " I hiss.


    "Well, well, well. Isn''t this just the perfect reunion?" A female voice sneers making me look up.


    Bianca Russo.

 Twenty-Eight

    Twenty-Eight


    Bianca looks different. Her hair is tied in a ponytail and she''s in ck leather pants and jacket. She


    has ck boots. She looks badass. She looks like a cold assassin and that makes me wonder, was


    she prepared for this night? Did she know this would happen.


    She moves in front of Sydney and crouches then grips his chin. That action makes me angry for


    some reason.


    "If it isn''t my fiance with his pregnant slut." Bianca looks into Sydney''s eyes with a mocking re.


    Sydney maintains eye contact without any movement. "Where were you two running off to?" Neither


    one of us speaks.


    I hid one grenade in my dress pocket. Reaching it would be a big risk. Oh God, I feel so useless. I


    look around and see it''s only the six men I saw earlier. I look at the 9mm guns Sydney ced down


    but Bianca''s shrill voice interrupts me. "Whatever you''re nning Isabe Styles will never


    seed." She taunts me. I look at her and find that she''s standing next to the guns and looking at


    me. I hope Sydney has a n.


    I sent Luke the SOS text about twenty minutes ago. I really hope whatever it is they''re doing they


    better hurry up. As I say a silent prayer, Bianca''s bootse to my line of sight. I raise my eyes to


    her face.


    "Isabe, sweet sweet Isabe. You just had toe to the picture and ruin it all. Can you imagine,


    the Italian and USA mafiaing together." Bianca says in a dreamy tone as she brings her hands


    together. "All that had to be ruined by you. You just had to get pregnant for him." Oh, no. Bianca


    sees my panicked face.


    "You thought I was a fool, didn''t you? The secret meetings, your visits to Dr Greene with him. The


    cold Sydney would never do that to just anyone. Then Sydney touched your tummy in the hospital


    and talked to you. What was it you told her Syd?" I''m confused. I don''t remember Sydney touching


    my belly in the hospital. Unless I was unconscious. What did he tell me? What is Bianca talking


    about. I look at Sydney only to find him ring at the road.


    "Tell her Sydney. After all, she deserves to know." Bianca taunted. This makes me to look at Sydney


    but he''s in the same position. I almost look at Bianca but a movement from far catches my eye and


    suddenly relief washes over me. They are here. I try to act normal as I count to ten.


    "Bianca." Everyone''s attention moves to me. I feel their eyes on me. Good. "I need to pee. The baby


    kicked my dder." The men snicker and I ce a desperate face. Bianca res at me but I look


    straight into her eyes.


    "Giovanni, take Sydney and you, take her." Bianca orders as she points to a man next to me. A man


    behind Bianca moves forward without and goes to Sydney and yanks his white shirt. I feel the same


    done to my arm.


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    "Easy. I''m pregnant." I say as a matter of fact but the man doesn''t respond. Bianca gets into the first


    car and just as I''m forced to get into the car, the man''s grip loosens. I look behind me confused and


    see six bodies on the ground and a standing Sydney who''s aiming his gun at Bianca. How did this


    happen?


    Luke and other men surround Bianca''s car and order her to get out. I walk towards Sydney and take


    his hand. "What the hell happened?" He only smirks at me and takes my hand then leads me to


    another white sports car. "What about the other one?" I ask Sydney.


    "It will be handled." I look at him on confusion but don''t say anything. We get into the car and


    Sydney drives back into town.


    "Where are we going?" I ask him.


    "To my penthouse." Sydney answers secondster. I nce at him. He seems so deep in thought.


    "My items are in the other car." I try to keep him talking. Sydney unzips a lower part of his seat and


    takes out a phone. My mouth gapes open and my eyes almost budge out. Unbelievable!


    He clicks on a name and calls it. "There''s a bag in the trunk. Bring it. And don''t forget to destroy any


    electronics." What? My phone. No, not my phone.


    "I need my phone. You can''t destroy it."


    "Have you thought that it could have been tracked and led us to the situation we were in?" I shut up.


    We arrive at the penthouse and head up straight without a word between us. The elevator leads us


    straight to his home and I notice its the same house we had sex in. I feel heat rush from the tips of


    my ears and I turn around so quick and pretend to look around.


    This ce really is magnificent. The interior designer did a fantastic job and it''s so clean. Does


    Sydney have helps who do the chores?


    I feel thirsty and head towards the open kitchen without a care. I look at Sydney but he doesn''t


    seem to mind. I drink the water then remember the liquid Sydney told me to drink. "What did I drink


    when you got out of the car?"


    "A tracker." I furrow my eyebrows. Sydney sees this and gestures for me to sit on a three-seater


    couch. I oblige. "The liquid was developed some few years back. It gets into a body and attaches


    itself on an organ." Sydney exins.


    "Does it affect the person?"


    "No. In most cases the person doesn''t even know it''s there."


    "So I''ll have it for life? Until I die?" I realize. "Why are you doing this to me Sydney?" I already lost


    my freedom to the mafia but this, this is just frustrating.


    "If you hadn''t followed my instructions do you know what would have happened?" I didn''t want to


    think about the what ifs. I rub my round belly. Sydney hesitantly ces his hand on it but I give him


    an encouraging smile. "I already lost my mother and baby sister to the Mafia. Not the both of you


    too." We look at each other. I notice my hand has stopped moving and Sydney''s is on top of mine.


    "The baby kicked when you were unconscious. I knew how much you wanted to feel it kick."


    Sydney''s voice is in a whisper. I smile when he says this. I wished he was there when I woke up but


    him saying those words made me happier.


    "Why did you leave? I waited for you when I woke up but you never came. When I went to visit my


    mom and watched this stupid show you were there with Bianca and said I was just some needy


    pregnant woman that you had to help. Do you know how that felt?" Whoa, these hormones are


    really making me talk bout my feelings. Or is it just me? Maybe I just want him to feel bad and guilty.


    Nah, definitely the pregnancy hormones.


    Sydney lowers his gaze to my belly but says nothing. I try removing my hand but he holds it. "Why


    do you do that?" He asks. Do what?


    "Why do always escape or leave when things go bad between us."


    "I''m not required to be in stressful conditions, remember?" Sydney scoffs in disbelief and before he


    says anything I ask.


    "What is it that you told me at the hospital when I was unconscious?"

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    Twenty Nine


    Sydney''s POV


    "I''m sorry. I''m so sorry." I kiss the back of her hand. "I''ve put you into so much danger so many


    times and for that I''m sorry. I don''t know how you''ll take this but I have to leave. We might meet


    again in future and I really don''t know what to think about that. I wish I could tell you you''re the best


    thing that has happened to me so far and I''m sorry because I tried to get you involved with my life


    for selfish reasons." I kiss her forehead. I ce my palm on her tummy and wish for the same


    feeling. I wait for a minute but nothing happens. I guess I wish for things too much. "I''ll miss you.


    Goodbye Izzy." I kiss her forehead once again. I look at her face trying to memorize everything. Out


    ofpulsion, I kiss the side of her lips.


    The memory has been engrained into my mind. Isabe is asking what I said to her but I''m not


    ready to confess to her. Today everything went well but what if Bianca hurt her or the baby? I would


    never have lived with myself that''s for sure.


    I look at my hand holding Isabe''s and release it. "It doesn''t matter what I said that day. It was


    nothing important." I try to say nonchntly but Isabe is looking at me curiously. It''s like she can


    see past these walls and read everything in my mind. That''s unnerving. I look away and take


    Isabe''s half bottle of water and drink the rest of it.


    "Was Bianca there? How does she know what happened?" I love how Isabe notices details so


    fast. When Bianca mentioned the hospital incident, Isabe had the same confused look.


    "No. But Amelia was. I don''t know why I was so stupid to realize sooner." The Amelia situation is so


    frustrating. Isabe doesn''t say anything.


    "Are you okay?" Isabe asks and I look at her curiously. "I know there might be a war between the


    Italian and American mafias." I sigh. The moment we shot the first Italian man a war was dered


    against us. Bianca was taken amd locked up in a cell I haven''t used in a long time. She might seem


    stupid but she''s loyal to her family.


    "Unfortunately there''s gonna be a war." I run a hand through my hair. I have to get everything ready.


    Isabe takes my hand into her smaller ones.


    "Don''t worry, you can do it." I almost smile but I notice something in Isabe''s pocket. "What''s that


    in your pocket Izzy?" She tenses at this.


    "I totally forgot. How could I be this careless?" She mutters making me confused. She puts her hand


    into the pocket and pulls out something. Is that...? "What the hell Isabe?" I shout. Is this woman


    suicidal?


    "I forgot, okay? I was to throw it at the men when I told Bianca I had to pee." Oh, Isabe.


    "Did you notice it would have still affected us?" I feel anger inside me raise. "Give it to me." She


    wastes no time and I take it. The safety is still on.


    "Anything else still on you?" I ask her.


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    "You wouldn''t believe." Isabe snickers and Iugh a secondter. "Do you want me to do anything


    when you fight against the Italians? I''m good with guns." Isabe says with a proud smile and I find


    myself staring at her. I go to the fridge and open a secret cab then ce the grenade in.


    "The only thing you''ll be doing is being safe by staying at home. That''s unnegotiable." I say with


    finality. Nothing else can happen to her or the baby. I ce my arm on her belly at the same time


    Isabe does. We smile at each other with no words said. Gosh, I want to kiss her so much.


    "Let''s get you to bed." I say instead.


    "Or we could watch a movie as the adrenaline wears off." I don''t watch movies. They are a waste of


    time but I still nod. "But I have to take a bath first. I reek." Isabe says as she makes a disgusting


    face. Cute.


    I lead her to a spare room and leave for my room to get her something to wear. Since she''s


    pregnant my T-shirts might be a little bit tight on her so I search for thergest one I have. I find one


    I haven''t worn in years and some basketball shorts. I head to the room she''s in and hear water


    running and some singing. I cringe. Let''s say singing isn''t her thing.


    I head back to my room and bath too. I think about how Isabe handled herself today. She took the


    guns and handled them confidently and she looked so hot. A beautiful pregnant woman holding


    guns with that confidence. A major turn on. I switch the settings to a cold shower.


    My mother and sister''s death broke my heart. I always wanted a family but I never got one. Isabe


    gave me hope and I would never let anything happen to her. I promised to protect her from the


    Mafia but Luke made me realize bringing her in would protect her. The Italians wouldn''t want to


    cause war with us but it seems like it was inevitable. The war might be a disaster but to me, it might


    be the key to freedom. An out I''ve been searching for. The war might be hope for me to have a


    family with Isabe. But first I have to protect her and the baby.


    I get out of the shower and put on some joggers and a wife beater then head to find Isabe.


    "I thought I could make something to snack on while we watch." Isabe''s voicees from the


    kitchen. I find her making some sandwiches wearing the clothes I gave her. She looks so hot.


    "You made me a pregnant woman ying basketball." I notice the faint blush and I smirk.


    "A hot pregnant woman ying basketball." I correct as I walk towards her without breaking any eye


    contact. "There''s something I''ve really wanted to do since I saw you this evening." We kissed but


    since then I want to do it over and over again. It was like a part of me was switched on.


    "What''s that?" Her voice is breathless. I lean in and capture her lips with mine for a second then


    stand straight as I look at her. "That."


    Isabe immediately grabs my neck and pushes my head to her kissing me. I try not to press into


    her as I kiss her back with the same intensity. I feel her hands pull my hair and I try everything to not


    turn her around and destroy her for any other person. We kiss until we both run out of breath. I


    ce my forehead on hers and try to catch my breath as she does the same.


    "Is it so bad I want to have sex with an engaged man?" I still. Isabe only grins. "Is it so bad I want


    to fuck you so hard when I''m engaged?" I look into her brown eyes as she looks surprised but at the


    same time aroused. "We could." Isabe starts.


    "But we won''t." I finish and She nods then groans. I move away from her. I need a cold drink.


    "This really sucks. I''m pregnant and horny but you had to go to her." She pouts as Iugh.


    "You''ll be okay." I tease and she turns back to make her sandwiches as I watch her.


    "Everything will be okay. I swear." I promise Isabe but she says nothing. A small nod from her


    makes me smile.


    She makes about ten of them and I look at her. "We are expecting someone." She nods with a smile


    I look confused. She didn''t tell me.


    "Who?"


    "Our son." Silence. Then it clicks. Damn!

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    Thirty


    Isabe''s POV


    I sit in bed and think of the six months I''ve known Sydney. I only heard about Kingspany but


    was never interested in its owners. Who knew my ex cheating on me was the best thing that ever


    happened to me? I went to that club and drunk then decided to get back at him by giving someone


    else what he wanted, my virginity. Guess I used Sydney in a way too.


    I think of what happened some hours ago. The guns, grenades and blood really gave me light of


    what is truly Sydney''s life. I should be scared. I should run away from him. But I want to do this for


    him. For my baby. I think of all the arguments Sydney and I have had and smile. We always get


    back together. I know Sydney wants to protect the baby and I and I really appreciate that but in a


    way I want to help him protect the three of us.


    I''m I going crazy?


    Spending time with Sydney has awoken these unknown emotions from me. I want to stand beside


    him. I want to hold that gun with him and shoot the enemy. Okay, I''m being so dramatic and so I


    should stop. Is it the kiss making me think like this? Is it because I want more? Desperate even?


    Sydney is a cold and brooding man. ''Don''t forget the part that he''s engaged.'' My brain reminds me.


    What I''d do to show Bianca that the America Mafia lord will be mine. I mean that''s what I really want


    and I''m just possessive that way.


    But what if he''s never meant to be mine? What if with time I won''t have these feelings towards him?


    What if he only wants me for the baby? He was ready to find someone else pretend to be his wife


    for a year so what makes me sure he''d want me for me?


    "I can hear gears turning inside that pretty head." I hear a voiceing from the door. I didn''t close


    the door since it was hot and I wouldn''t open the window at night. There was I time I stayed out in


    the cold and got an asthma attack when I was young.


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    "What do you mean? I was asleep until now." I show him my best sleepy face. And he rolls his eyes.


    "You''re turning around the bed. Look at your bed." He says while pointing at the bed. "And I can


    hear you groan and sigh." He moves closer to the bed.


    "What''s wrong." He says in a concerned voice. I tell him it''s nothing but he doesn''t move.


    "I''m never like this. I mean, I''m never a thinker. I just do stuff and regretter." I bite my lip waiting


    for what he has to say but he only chuckles. Music to my ears.


    "You''re the opposite of me you know. I n everything. I even n backups." I smile at that.


    "That means you''re responsible. A leader. While I''m just an irresponsible and naive girl." I expect


    Sydney tough but he doesn''t. He only looks at me.


    "I think you are a strong, independent and smart woman Isabe Styles." He says with confidence. I


    just look at him curiously. He doesn''t have to say nice things to make me feel good about myself.


    "Not all single women decide to raise kids on their own but you did. You epted our son. That


    shows how strong you are. Then when..."


    "Stop, stop, stop." My heart can''t take anymore and Sydney has a questioning look. "I don''t want to


    hear anymore." I say looking down.


    "Hey, what''s really bothering you Izzy. I''m here for you." Harry said the same words but I don''t say


    anything. Maybe I should pretend he''s Harry and get this off my chest.


    I lie down and signal Sydney toe behind me and cuddle. I do it all the time with Harry. Well not


    so much now but you get the point. Sydney moves behind me leaving some space between. I


    chuckle at this and roll my eyes. "Are you scared of me Sydney?" I can feel hi ring at me before


    he moves closer.


    He''s so stiff and seems ufortable. I sigh. I can''t pretend he''s Harry. This is Sydney Kings. I turn


    and face him. He moves behind leaving some space in between so we''re not chest to chest.


    "Sorry. I''m used to cuddling with Harry as I tell him my secrets." Sydney''s facial expressions change


    and I realize I said the wrong words. "He''s like a brother you know." Sydney still says nothing. "If


    you''re going to pout the whole time then you better get back to your bed." I say.


    "I''m not pouting. So you better start telling me your secrets." He says as he tucks some hair behind


    my ear. He doesn''t even seem to know that he did it. He starts rubbing small circles on my arm as


    we stay in silence and I memorize his face.


    "I like someone. Like really really like someone." I start after closing my eyes. I don''t want to think


    the person I''m telling this to is the same person I''m talking about.


    "I suddenly feel insecure. I don''t know if he likes me back or if he even thinks of me in the slightest.


    Sometimes I think that it will all end and I''ll be this single mom and my son won''t have a dad. I..." I


    feel Sydney gripping the spot he was rubbing me. "You are hurting me." I say in a pained voice and


    he immediately lets go.


    "No one else will raise our son apart from us. You hear Isabe? Stop thinking about some stupid


    boy who will only break your heart." He says with so mich venom amd I almostugh because he''s


    talking about himself but I don''t. "There are people who really like you. Not that you should search


    for them because you know I won''t allow it. You have everything a man would wish for. And no man


    should make you feel insecure." Sydney says as he continues rubbing my arm. But he''s the one


    making me feel so insecure.


    "Now it''s your turn. Do you like someone?" I bite my lip and shut my eyes again. Sydney only


    chuckles before he answers.


    "Yeah. She''s the most amazing, beautiful woman I''ve ever met." My poor heart. I feel tears form so I


    try so hard not to open my eyes. "She''s so strong, confident and smart. Her eyes light up when she


    talks about somwthing she likes and have this fire when she''s mad. Every time I look at her, there''s


    this skip in my heart." He chuckles and I fake one too.


    I feel hands on my chin. "Open your eyes Izzy." Sydney says in a soft voice but I don''t. He''ll see the


    tears. He asks the same thing again and I open them only to find Sydney so close to me.


    "I don''t regret going to that club and meeting her. I don''t regret my ns for making her a surrogate


    and I definitely don''t regret kissing her now." He says this and his lips are suddenly on mine.


    Tears run down from my eyes and I give myself to the kiss. The kiss is slow and feels so intimate.


    "I really like you Isabe Styles." He says and a big smile forms on my face.

 Thirty One

    Thirty One


    Hearing Sydney say those words is something I''ve never expected. Since we met I''ve always ended


    up getting angry at him. We also have a good share of good times together. The teases, him


    cooking for me, the kisses and time in the cottage. Sydney has shown me a yful side of him and


    even shown vulnerability -something I know he doesn''t show to many people. I smile at this but my


    smile falters when I think of Bianca.


    "We can''t raise our son in the mafia Sydney." Sydney seems disappointed when I say this. I know


    he wants me to tell him I like him back but I have to be sure of what I''m getting myself into. When I


    say the words, there''ll be no turning back.


    "I have a n. I don''t know if it''ll work and I don''t want you to worry about it." This piques my


    curiosity.


    "You''ll tell meter. Right?" I ask him and he nods.


    "You should get some sleep. We''ve had a very long day." Sydney says. I check the time on my


    phone. 2.17am. The day has really been long. Finding out about Amelia, almost getting abducted,


    telling Sydney that we''re having a son, then having confess our feelings. I know mine was indirect


    but still. "We can have that cuddle you wanted if you still want it." Sydney offers unsurely and I


    chuckle. He''s cute.


    "I don''t know. It''ll feel awkward since I know you like me." I tease Sydney but he rolls his eyes and


    orders me to move closer and I do so.


    "You''re so demanding you know that?" I say sleepily. He''s so warm andrger than me. I feel so


    comfortable and protected. "But I love it." I finish. He ces his arms on my stomach and I drift to


    sleep. Before I fully sumb to sleep I feel Sydney ce a kiss on the side of my head and mutter


    "You are mine Izzy." I smile. "I''ll let Bianca know that you''re mine too." I say and he chuckles and


    that''s thest thing I hear.


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    I wake up alone. I look around the room and see my duffle bag next to the bed. I make the bed at a


    slow pace then take my toothbrush from the bag and a change of clothes. I thenugh at the irony.


    Looks like I had nned for the turn of events. I do my morning routine while singing in the


    bathroom without a care in the world.


    I go to the kitchen and find some chocte milk and ginger cookies on the kitchen ind. An older


    womanes from the kitchen with some bacon and ces the te next to the milk. "Hi." I say.


    The woman turns to me with an expressionless face then when she sees my belly she sports a


    surprised look.


    "Hello dear. I''m Rosy. Mr Kings said you''d enjoy chocte milk and some cookies. Would you like


    something else?" Talk about professional. I roll my eyes. "Can you not talk like that? I''m not


    Sydney." Rosy smiles a little and gestures for me to sit. I do as she says and eat the cookies then


    my eyes widen. "Are there more? Gosh, I''d eat this for a year." I say excitedly and Rosyughs.


    "We could arrange that. But it wouldn''t be healthy, Would it? I giggle and eat some more.


    "Where did Sydney go to?" I ask after taking thest cookie.


    "He said he had things to do at the office." She only says this as she takes the utensils but I stop


    her. "You don''t have to. I can do things for myself." I say awkwardly. I''m not used to having someone


    do things for me. She only brushes me off and continues doing her things. I notice Rosy isn''t much


    of a talker so I decide to call JJ. I go to the duffle  bag and search for a phone but find none. I see a


    box inside with a new phone.


    ''It''s ready to use. Everything is transfered to here. SK.'' I smile. He has a nice handwriting.


    I call my uncle and it takes some time before he picks up.


    "Hello." He says breathlessly.


    "Did I call at a bad time?"


    "Be? No, no I''m just from the jim. How is it going?" We talk for some time before I hang up.


    Should I call Harry? I miss him so much. I close my eyes and press the call button. After three rings


    he picks up.


    "Hey."


    "Oh my gosh B, you had me so worried. Where are you? And why are you using a new number?" I


    smile at his concern.


    "Don''t worry about me H. I''m fine even though I miss you. Sorry for not telling you I was leaving." I


    say apologetically.


    "You''re with him, aren''t you?" I pause for a second before I reply.


    "Yeah. I''ll be here for a while."


    "The house feels so lonely. And I think I''ll go visit uncle James. I got a call today. He''s getting


    worse."


    Guilt fills my heart. I took my adoptive dad to the best doctors immediately when I could afford but


    only visited him once with Harry. "I''lle with you. When are you leaving?"


    "Tomorrow. But I don''t think you really have toe. You''re pregnant and you need enough rest.


    And besides I need to be alone for some time." He says thest part in a low voice.


    "What? Why? What about Amelia?"


    "We broke up." Oh.


    That sentence gives me mixed feelings. Harry really liked her. No scratch that, he loves her and to


    be honest, I think a tiny bit of Amelia at least likes him. No one can fake emotions that much. I feels


    so bad but the Italian thing makes me so happy but angry. How dare she y with my best friend''s


    feelings like that? "I''m so..." I notice Harry already disconnected the call. I sigh and ce the phone


    on the bed next to me.


    "Should I go back to Harry''s?" I ask myself.


    "No. Absolutely not. You''re staying here with me." Sydney''s voice startles me. I look up and find him


    leaning on the door frame.


    "I thought you were doing your CEO things. And eavesdropping is bad." He only shrugs andes


    next to me.


    "I had some more important things to do before I go to the office." I look at his suit. Why does he


    look good in everything? "And I''d like to announce that I''m now a free man." He says in a husky


    voice as he leans towards me. A minute passes before what he just said clicks in my mind and I


    look at him with wide eyes.


    "No way. That easy?" He nods as he smiles. "But you told me you signed the contract with the


    Italians."


    "Yeah but what Bianca did, you know attacking us, made the contract void. And since the Italians


    are angry, there''s gonna be war." He sits next to me. "And that brings me to the next thing."


    I try sitting up and Sydney helps me while amused when he sees me struggle.


    "Have you ever thought of moving to another country?" He asks after I sit upright.All content is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    "No. Maybe visiting but I never thought of moving to another ce." Sydney only nods with a


    thoughtful expression.


    "I have to go. I have a meeting in an hour. Take care." He kisses my forehead and leaves


    immediately as I wee my good friend, loneliness.

 Thirty Two

    Thirty Two


    "You have to stay in my safe house for sometime. It''s two hours from here." Sydney breaks the


    comfortable silence at dinner. I look up.


    "What about you? You''reing with me, right?" I ask.  His face shows regret as he shakes his


    head. "I have to take care of things." I don''t say anything. I look at him and know he has something


    else to tell me. He remains quiet as he eats but his mind is elsewhere.


    "Something on your mind?" I take his hand. "I''m here for you, you know." He gives me a small smile


    at my words and I smile back. I squeeze his hand lightly before releasing it.


    "I know every woman has a dream wedding." Sydney blurts out after we resume eating in silence. I


    turn to face him and look at him weirdly. "I know you have one too." He notices my look and lets out


    a frustrated sigh.


    "I need to protect you Izzy. I need to know you''re safe. I need to defeat the Italians ande back


    to you." He gets up from his seat andes next to me and crouches without breaking eye contact.


    "I know this isn''t how it''s supposed to be. Heck, I only told you I lo...  I like you yesterday. Please


    don''t take it the wrong way."


    My heart beats so fast. I don''t want to think it''s what I think it is. Never build your hopes up for them


    to only be crushed afterwards. "Just get to the point Sydney." I say in a whisper. I don''t trust my


    voice right now.


    "Will you marry me Isabe Styles?" It''s a shock that I don''t faint.


    "What''s this about Sydney?" How did ite to this? ''You should be saying YES goddammit.''


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    "Please don''t think the wrong way." Sydney says with pleading eyes. "You remember that contract


    about us getting married for a year?" Oh! My heart drops. That!


    I nod slowly. "Well, how about we do it now? I''m now a free man and we can give our son the


    perfect family he deserves." My heart continues to break. It''s about the baby.


    "But now, I want us to do it without the contract. No time limit. No payment. No conditions. It''s not


    about our son this time. It''s about us." Oh God! But why is he proposing now?


    "Shouldn''t we wait until everything is okay?" I ask him. I notice Sydney is still crouching and I


    wonder how long he can do that.


    "No. We have to do it now. At least that way, you and our son will be protected. I''m doing it because


    it''s necessary." I understand what Sydney is trying to tell me.


    "Infact, why postpone the inevitable?" Sydney smiles at this and I beam at him.


    "So when do we get married?" Gosh! That feels odding from my mouth.


    "Does tomorrow sound good?" I stare at Sydney in shock.


    "T,,, tomorrow?" I stammer. "I don''t even have a dress. What can be done in less than twenty


    hours?" Sydney takes my hands in his.


    "Rx Izzy. Everything is sorted out. Your dress is in my room." Sydney says in a soothing voice but


    his words shock me even more.


    "You had this nned?" He only nods as he gets up from his ufortable position and goes back


    to his seat. Of course he has already nned everything.


    "Everything is happening so fast." I say with disbelief.


    "Everything will be fine. You don''t have to worry." Sydney says this as he takes my hand. He rubs


    the back of my hand soothingly and I look at his face. I never knew I would be the one to marry the


    handsome cold billionaire. One of the most feared mafia lords. One of the hottest bachelors. I


    remember reading of how Sydney dated so many hot women and I smirk. He''s mine now.


    "All you have to do is defeat the Italians." With that we finish our dinner. I start to pick up the tes


    but Sydney insists on doing everything as I watch him. After he''s done I decide on getting some


    sleep. I feel so tired.


    "Do you still want that cuddle?" Sydney asks and I nod eagerly. He onlyughs and tells me he''ll


    join me in a bit.


    I change into Sydney''srge shirt and get into bed. Sydneyes into the room in only pajama


    pants. His abs never cease to amaze me. He hops into bed and scoots over to me and raises his


    hand in front of my face. I move it further away from me then see a tiny ck box.


    "I believe I was supposed to give you this." Sydney says huskily next to my ear as he opens the tiny


    box revealing a very beautiful diamond ring. I gasp.


    "Do you like it?" He asks. "I love it." I say still in a daze. He takes it and ces it on my out


    stretched fingers. Sydney takes my hand and kisses the ring. "Perfect." His voice is still husky. I turn


    to him. Seeing Sydney smile every time takes my breath away. I lean to him and brush my lips


    against his.


    "Thank you so much." I say in a whisper.


    "With this ring, I think I deserve a better kiss." He teases and I smile. I lean to him and kiss him with


    everything I got. He returns the kiss with so much power and emotions. Emotions that match mine.


    And one of the emotions I notice is love. I push the thought away.


    His hands cup my cheeks and tilt my face at an angle making him kiss me deeper and I moan at the


    back of my mouth. I feel desire growing in me and when I try to press myself against Sydney, I can''t.


    This is one of the times I really wish I wasn''t pregnant. We break the kiss and try to catch our


    breaths as we look at each other.


    "You''re driving me insane Izzy." Sydney says breathless.


    "Good. You''re doing the same to me." With that I lock my hands around his neck and bring him


    closer and kiss him again. I can''t get enough of him. He responds to the kiss immediately and his


    hands roam from my hair down to my ass as he squeezes them making me moan as we kiss.


    Images of our first time together flood my mind and suddenly I want him. His mouth leaves mine as


    he starts kissing my jaw down to my neck until he finds my weak spot.


    "I want you Izzy." Sydney says in a rough voice next to my ear making my toes curl in excitement. I


    bring his face closer to me and lean next to his ear. "Then have me Sydney." I say in a low voice


    hoping to have the same effect on him. His dark eyes dte into a darker shade.


    I take off the T-shirt and he looks at my stomach. He leans and kisses it as he looks at me. That is


    so hot. He raises and kisses me next from my shoulders to my lips. And then he says-


    "You''ll be on top."

 Thirty Three

    Thirty Three


    I wake up feeling so hot. I try to move but notice a hand, Sydney''s hand pinning me to the bed next


    to him whileying on my round tummy making me smile. My smile widens when I remember


    everything from yesterday night.


    I look around and notice it''s morning. The morning Sydney and I are supposed to wed. Sydney


    shifts behind me. His bare thighs brushing against me and suddenly I feel hotter than before but


    before any thought passes through my mind, the baby kicks making me smile.


    "Gosh! If I get to wake up like this everyday the.... " Sydney starts but the baby kicks what I believe


    is my dder. I get up from bed and head to the bathroom as fast as possible not even caring I''m


    naked.


    I emerge five minutester after brushing my teeth . Again, naked. I find Sydney sitting at the edge


    of the bed looking at something in his phone. He looks up when he hears me and his eyes widen in


    surprise and...  hunger.


    "Damn Izzy. Are you trying to kill me?" I only smile innocently and find the T-shirt I was in yesterday


    night. Sydney stands andes behind me. "You''re so sexy you know that? Pregnancy looks so


    damn good on you." I try not to get affected by his words and move away from him.


    "You told me that like a thousand times yesterday night. We''ve got a wedding to attend I believe." I


    try to act nonchntly as I head to the kitchen.


    "I''m craving for some chicken sandwiches. Make me some." I say as Sydney follows me.


    "I never knew I was hired by Isabe soon to be Kings to be her personal cook." Sydney says with a


    smug look.


    I try to open my mouth to retort back but no wordse out.


    Isabe Kings.


    Isabe Kings.


    Isabe Kings.


    The name repeats in my head. I love it. I look at Sydney and notice he''s looking at me with an


    emotion I can''t ce.


    "Just make the sandwiches." I say and turn then start going to my temporary room.


    "Izzy. What''s wrong?" Sydney touches my hand and pulls me to him making me turn to face him. He


    takes my face in his hand and caresses it lovingly. I lean to them.


    "I''m just emotional because of the pregnancy." Sydney only nods and kisses my forehead.


    *******


    "By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife." The judge finally says.


    Sydney takes my hand and pulls me closer to him and kisses me lightly with a smile. I smile too.


    Jason pats Sydney''s back congratting us but asks to speak to Sydney for a minute. I have to go


    to the bathroom anyway.


    A mirror is ced on the other side of the bathroom making me look at myself as I head towards it.


    The pale blue dress reallypliments my skin tone. The make-up artist did a splendid job. When


    I''m done I decide to head out to Sydney.


    I find a note a neatly wrapped box with my name when I open the door. I look around to see who


    might have put it there as my hand discretely moves to my thigh where I ced a gun. Since being


    surrounded by the Italians I want to be careful.


    Should I take the box?


    What if it has a bomb? Maybe I should call Sydney. No, I don''t have to depend on him to do simple


    stuffs like picking up boxes. Gosh, why I''m I so paranoid these days? I used to be a ''act then face


    consequencester'' type of girl. But now I have two lives in my hand. I can''t risk my baby''s.


    I skip the box cautiously as I head towords Sydney. I have to tell him. Before I turn my phone rings. I


    take it and see it''s an unknown number. I should ignore it but I don''t.


    "Isabe speaking." I inwardly curse myself. Did I have to say my name?


    "Ah,  Isabe Kings! " My heart rate increases. "You know it''s rude to assume gifts." I look around.


    Is he watching me. I pat my thigh discreetly but the person seems to notice.


    "No need for guns Isabe, or should I call you Izzy?"


    "Who are you and what do you want?" I sneer.


    "Take your gift. I''m sure you''ll love it." The voice is yful.


    "I don''t take gifts from strangers." My voice seems dangerous and courageous but inside I''m


    shaking. I cut the call and continue walking towards Sydney. He smiles at me and I try to do the


    same but his smile falters.


    "What''s wrong Izzy?" He asks worriedly.


    "Don''t call me that." I snap and Sydney seems shocked. "Let''s leave. I''m tired." The call made me


    agitated. I have to tell Sydney but I don''t. He only nods and types something on his phone as he


    leads me outside.


    As soon as the car stops infront of us someone calls me but I try to ignore them. Sydney turns to


    address the person as I enter the car. Right now I don''t care about other people. I feel like I''m losing


    my mind.


    "That was rude." Sydney says as he sits next to me. I lean on him as he rubs my back. "What''s


    wrong baby, talk to me."


    I tell him everything that happened. "I was scared Sydney. I didn''t know what was going to happen


    to me. To my baby. It was like he read my thoughts. I mean, nobody was there but he knew what


    was happening." I notice Sydney''s body has gone rigid.


    "How did the box look like?" Sydney asks cautiously.


    This belongs to N?velDrama.Org - ?.


    "Silver wrapper and a blue bow. Size of a small book." Sydney doesn''t say anything. Suddenly he


    tells the driver to pull over. I look at him questionably. He kisses my forehead and tells me that


    everything will be okay.


    The xar stops next to a cliff and Sydney gets out immediately leaving me behind. I see the same


    box in his hand and I gasp. He moves further away feom the car but I have to follow him. I don''t


    know what he wants to do but we''re in this together.


    "Stay in the car Isabe." Sydney shouts but I don''t listen. I follow him.


    "Stay in the goddamn car for fucks sake Isabe. Don''t you listen?" This makes me angry.


    "Don''t ever cuss at me Sydney. Because you married me doesn''t mean I do what you tell me." I


    hiss. Sydney ces the box on the ground carefully andes to me.


    "I don''t know what''s in there and I can''t risk your life. Get in the car." He says cooly.


    "What about you? You''re risking yours? I''m not letting you do it alone. We''re together in this. This is


    now my life too."


    Sydney lets out a frustrated groan. "Stand here then. Don''t move. Please, " Thest word did it. I


    obeyed. I nod and as he turns to leave I hold his hand and pull him to me in a punishing kiss.


    "Be safe." I say. ''I love you'' is what I don''t say. Sydney nods this time with a smile and heads to it.


    He opens the box slowly and when nothing happens he picks it up. I take it that it''s safe and I go to


    him. Inside is a piece  of paper and the box is covered in blood. Sydney takes the paper and unfolds


    it.


    I love dramas. I mean, they make life interesting. Don''t you agree Izzy?  I knew you wouldn''t pick up


    the box. I know Sydney would stop the car and take it out after I find a way to get it you. This just


    proves that I get what I want no?


    I almost forgot, congrattions on your marriage. Isn''t it just clich¨¦ , you marry the daughter of the


    man you killed? Does she even know about that part? The part that your family separated her from


    her dearest mother?


    Sorry for keeping you on the roadside for long. Next time make sure to think carefully before doing


    anything. Just a piece of advice from the Italians.


    Ciao.

 Thirty Four

    Thirty Four


    Time stopped.


    Everything stopped.


    "Isa..." I raised my hand to silence Sydney. I wasn''t ready to listen to him. I wasn''t ready to look at him. The note was scrunched up in his fist but I


    didn''t look up.


    Is this Russo''s n? To break us apart on our wedding day? We''re still on the road to Sydney''s apartment but I''ve received the biggest shock of my


    life. I had a pathetic life because of the family I just joined. This was supposed to be my happiest day. The day I married the man I love. My mother.


    Oh, mother. She lost everything because of these monsters. How I''m I to look past that and live with him


    I feel something touch my face snapping me back to the real world. Sydney''s thumb wipes the tears I never knew I had but I move away. "Let''s go


    and talk about this. You''re stressing the baby." Sydney says.


    "I don''t want to be with you in one ce. I''ll take a cab.¡± I say as I take in deep breaths to cool me down. Sydney insists on taking the cab but I don''t


    have the strength to argue and so I just get into the waiting car.


    ¡°How about I buy you a drink? You look like you need one.¡± I looked up from the beer I was drinking and my eyesnded on a very handsome man.


    He had a perfect jawline with a 5 o''clock shadow on it. His lips looked so plump and inviting and I imagined how it would feel to smash my lips with


    his.


    I remember the first time I saw him. He looked so handsome. So dark, mysterious and dangerous. Why would I get involved with someone who hadN?velDrama.Org owns all ? content.


    that type of aura? There were so many men I could choose from but I chose him. I had te choose the man who''s family destroyed mine.


    "Where are they?¡± He slurred as he looked for the bottles of beer. I pretended to help him search but I knew were they were. I gave them to Miss Julia


    who in return gave me some food or money to buy it.


    "Where are they, you stupid child? " He pulled my hair and dragged me to the smallest and cleanest room in the house - my room. "Give them to me.¡±


    He roared making me flinch.


    "You made her leave me. Now you''re taking my beer? All these because I needed the cash? We could have just left you in the streets to rot. You


    destroyed my life." He always said this but I never thought about his words.


    His usual beatings and kicks left me bleeding on my floor. He was always interrupted when he started hitting me but no one came today. Miss Julia


    didn''t save me today.


    ¡®I can''t go anywhere. He''ll always find me.¡¯ That was myst thought before loosing consciousness and sumbing to the darkness.


    I wake up and find myself in bed tucked in. I feel so tired so I don''t try to sit up. I look down and see my enormous belly. "At least I have you." I


    whisper to it as I rub it and try to think of how our lives will be. I Know I''m trying not to think of the note and betrayal and I don''t think of Sydney but I


    find that impossible.


    ¡®What should I do?¡¯ I groan. I''m almost seven months pregnant. I can do this. I can make a n just for me and the baby. We can totally do this. I


    don''t think I''ll be ready to forgive Sydney or his family soon.


    "Isabe?" I hear Sydney''s voice from the door. It''s midnight. What does he want? I don''t answer him.


    "I''ve been checking on you. You had a nightmare an hour ago.¡± Sydney says. I want to scream at him that he shouldn''t care at all. He shouldn''t


    pretend that he now cares.


    ¡°You knew all along but never told me." I state. "Why didn¡¯t you tell me anything?" I feel something burn my chest. I feel it squeezing and wing but I


    try to persevere. I''ve gone through worse. But this hurts more.


    Sydney moves next to the bed and stands in my line of sight then kneels to my level. "Yes." He says that and the feeling in my chest intensifies. "I


    figured it out a month ago but I had no courage.¡±


    ¡°You people destroyed my life." I say as matter of fact.


    "And I have no excuse for that. My family has killed so many people without a care in the world.¡± Sydney takes my hand and lifts it to his lips but I


    yank it away. I need a clear mind.


    "My mom. Her fiance died died when


    she was eight Months pregnant. The


    man she was ¡é going to get married ¡ª


    to in twon Months. She almost died.


    of shock and had an early birtha>


    Threayearster she''s separated


    fronvthe baby. How could sh¨¦ be


    sane after all that?¡± Tears-fun freely


    and I don''t wipe them. Sydney has to


    see what they caused me.


    "Izzy." His voice cracks. "I might be this cold hearted man but I..." I don¡¯t let him finish. I don''t want to listen to his lies.


    "Why?" I feel so tired. "Why would you kill my father?¡±


    "He was a threat. He discovered us." I let out a bitterugh


    "And now I''m part of you''re stupid family.¡± Talk about irony.


    "I''ll get us out of this Isabe. I swear." Sydney says with so much hate making me look up at him in surprise. The mafia killed his mother and sister. I


    remember him telling me that.


    "Why didn''t you tell me?" I ask still looking at his face.


    "I didn''t know how. I nned that I would after everything was over. You don''t need this stress.¡± He says but I say nothing.


    "Izzy. I won''t let anything happen to you." He takes my face in his hands and for once I let him touch me. My father died when he was only two years


    old after all.


    "You said there''s no getting out of the mafia." I remember.


    "I have a n. But first I need you to do something."


    I look at him curiously. He always has a n. "What do you need me to do?"


    "What do you think of merging ourpanies?"


    I didn''t expect that. "Why?"


    "Think about it. We''re going to be gone for a while and you''re supposed to take over in about eight months. Merging will both benefit us and since


    we''re married, our child can take over.¡±


    "Lets talk about this some other time. I''m still not over my dad''s murder.¡± I say and Sydney nods in understanding.


    "You have to rove to the safe house


    in Toronto inttwenty hours time. I


    already nned for you and your =>


    mother: I £¤don''t know how long weil


    fight with the Italians but I promise


    I''ll beback." Sydney kisses nay lips


    an¨¦I return it immediately. Content


    ?


    "I have to tell you something but promise me that you''ll trust me." I nod immediately.


    ¡°The blood in the box." I remember


    the box had blood and the note was


    ced int Why do I feel this isn''t ~


    good news? "Another note was <>


    cedInside and it was covered in


    bload It was Harry''s. They have him


    buts''m going to get him back to


    y¨¦u."  ta.


    I cry. Sydney takes me and hugs me for a long time. "I already have people looking for him. I didn¡¯t want to tell you but I can''t keep anything from


    you."


    "I promise I''ll get him back baby." He says after a long time.

 Thirty Five

    Thirty Five


    Sydney''s POV


    "Isabe and her mother just got into the Toronto safehouse." Luke, my best friend, tells me. I''ve sent him to take care of my wife and her mother in


    Toronto as I try to finish this mess once and for all. My wife. Isabe Kings. It still sounds unreal but I fucking love her name. I love her. I just have to


    end this once and for all then go to her and the baby.


    No one knows that Isabe is out of the country since Luke and I tried to make it as discreet as possible. It''s part of my n and I pray it works. I want


    the best life for my family. The mafia will only destroy it like it did to me. To Isabe. We killed her dad just like we killed my mum. Since then I have


    been trying to act on the n I read in a book when I was six years younger. A n that I have started by taking the first step. Isabe has already


    signed the merging contracts which makes it easier to manage bothpaniester. The next step was to get Isabe out of the country discreetly.


    Done.


    I take two knives and insert then on the section I made for them in my belt then get out of my office. The guns are already in ce. I see Joey and


    signal him to follow me to the cells


    Security is tight around here and sometimes I get so bored going through the same long things. I ce my finger on the scanner then move to the


    next door and stand in front of the screen for it to scan my face. I then move to thest door that requires a long ass password and a handprint. The


    doors are designed that there people who can only ess the basic things so they only use the finger scanner. As the ranking increases, the more


    doors you can ess.I ess all since I''m the boss here. After every door the number of people decrease until I can only see one person after the


    last door.Philip, my brother''s right hand. I fucking hate him


    When thest door grants me ess a long hall greets me. I walk to the furthest part of the hall where there are torture cells that host people whe..


    wrong US.


    I move directly to thest one and ce my thumb for another scan. At this rate, I can draw my right thumbprint with my eyes closed I swear. The light


    changes to green before I push the door open. Joey follows me silently into the blood reeking cell. I''ll never get used to this.


    "It''s time to attack." I sit on the chair infront of the tortured woman. Joey takes some pills and a bottle of water then gives them to her. She mumbles a


    thanks before taking the advil and drinks the whole bottle of water.


    "I have an open cut on my thigh." She says after a while. My eyes drops to her thigh where a cut and some blood is seen. The area looks swollen and


    purple. Her red hair sticks to her face that shows she''s in pain. Amelia seems fragile but she''s strong considering the amount of pain my brother Liam


    has inflicted on her. Joey inspects it and and nods then leaves. He''s going to bring the materials to clean them.


    "Did you find him? They''ll transfer him in two days to another warehouse." Amelia''s worried voice says again. She broke up with Harry the day she


    told her sister Bianca where to get us. Apparently, she''s in love with him and she left him to save him but the opposite happened. They took him to


    use him as bait against Isabe and Amelia. Amelia is the ck sheep of the Italian Mafia as I am for the American.


    Since she didn''t know how to find us she gave herself to us in one of the attacks after gaining enough information. She''d help me if I save Harry. I


    never thought twice since I know how Izzy loves Harry and I''d do anything for her. She''s after all the love of my life


    "We''ll go there tonight. He''ll need medical attention so I''ve already prepared a ce four hours from here with every medical help and doctors you''ll


    need." Amelia nods at this with a straight face but I see a smile she''s trying to fight.


    "I''m doing this for Isabe. Fuck with me and you''re dead Amelia Russa." I say as I stand. Joey gets in and starts cleaning the wound. As I open the


    door Amelia stops me.


    "I never underestimate a person in love Sydney Kings." She says with an innocent smile. I nod curtly and immediately get out as Isabe''s face fills


    my mind. I wonder how she is right now.


    My private phone rings. ¡®Can''t I get a fucking minute?" I groan as I take it but my face immediately lights up when I see her name.


    "Grandmother."


    "Uh uh it''s L


    Iugh at that. She always want me to call her ording to the country she''s in.


    "I take it that it''s good in the Philippines.¡±


    "It could have been better with my grandson and his new wife here. I''m so mad at you." She scolds me but Iugh


    "Still keeping tabs on me granny?" I tease her.


    "You don''t call me anymore and it feels like you''ve forgotten me. How I''m I to know if you''re still alive in that horrendous life?" She sighs dramatically. I


    missed her so much.


    We talk for some ten more minutes before she hangs up with my mood lifted but when I look at the file on my desk, it dampens instantly. Fucking


    Marko Russo.


    "Troubles brotser?" Liam''s voice


    comes fromthe door. I look up and


    see he has.his famous smirk and ->


    mischieveus eyes. What now? "what


    do you) ¡®fucking want Liam?" His¡±


    smiftbroadens and he moves to a


    chair in front of me and sits-on it.


    ¡®Isabe Styles.¡± He says with a sigh


    and I pretendajot to care about


    anything hesays. "Or should say _


    Isabe Kings?" I Snap my head too


    him g iving him the reaction he was


    looking for. He looks at me with¡¯a


    fac¨¦that shows he''s achieved


    something, "You got martied and I


    never even met my sisteFinw? Do


    you hate me that much Sy?"


    "I''m not into your games right now. I''m busy." I snap.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content.


    "


    Father knows about her and he


    really wants tomeet her.¡± He stands


    as he says this but I say nothing. ¡°I


    don''t knowif I should tell him your.


    regnant whore went to have a-good


    mes sOmewhere else?" He says in a


    nocking tone and I re at.aim.


    calm down Sydney. '' ¡®Pick. country


    Sy. My re doesn''t waVer and


    Liam pretends to shiver.


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    "Your cold eyes could send me so far away." He opens the door slowly bit but before I breathe in peace, he drops the bomb. "Like Canada." He winks


    and leaves shutting the door aggressively.


    I stand immediately and take my phone. Liam knows where Isabe is. I dial Luke¡¯ number who answers the call immediately. "We have change of


    ns."

 Thirty Six

    Thirty Six


    Isabe''s POV


    We just arrived two days ago in Toronto. This is the best gift Sydney has given me. Time to bond with my mother as he''s away. He knows how much I


    want to make up for lost time with my mother and he did it before I even told him so. He also thought that having my mum here with me when I was


    about to give birth would be good for me. I know deep down he''s scared to leave me alone incase anything happened to him and to say I''m terrified


    would be an understatement. The other reason Sydney sent my mum with me was for protection. The Italians coulde for her and take her like


    they did to Harry. Harry. I still can''t believe that witch Amelia would have them take him away. I don¡¯t even know if he¡¯s alive.


    "What''s wrong baby?¡± My mother''s voice startles me. I look up and see her giving me her small smile. I try to smile back but I can¡¯t. "I just hope Harry


    is okay. And I kinda miss Sydney." I say but she smiles at that. She hugs me and I instantly melt in her embrace.


    "He''ll find Harry. You''ll see.¡± She kisses the crown of my head and I smile. "And are you saying I''m boring?" She pushes me away and fake res at


    me and Iugh


    "You are the best mum." I kiss her cheek and she hugs me again. Our moment is ruined by a door bell. My mum and I look at each other. No one


    knows we''re here. My mum kisses the crown of my head onest time and gets up. "For a record, I miss Max so much.¡± She winks and gets out of


    my new room to see who''s at the door. Max. her doctor proposed a month ago after talking to me before she was discharged.


    I just giggle and take a pistol under my pillow and tiptoe to listen.


    "I need to talk to Isabe. It''s urgent." I hear a familiar voice that I can''t ce. I move to the wall closer and try to peek. "Who are you? And who is.


    Isabe?" My mum asks and I try to hold in myugh.


    "The pregnant woman peeking knows me.¡± Luke says and turns to my direction with a smile. I move from the wall wide eyed. "How did you know?" I


    ask.


    Luke just shrugs nonchntly. ¡°That''s just how you are." He moves to the couch and sits and I stare at him bbergasted. Am I that easy to read? I


    try to mask my shock and move closer to him but ce the gun behind me. My mum sees this and looks at me questionably.


    "We have a problem." Luke''s face turns serious. For once my heartbeat skips. Is this about Sydney? Is he hurt? Luke raises his head and looks at me


    and panic crosses his face as he stands andes to me. "Shit, sorry Isa. Sydney is okay. It''s just that Liam knows you''re here and so both of you


    have to move.¡± He leads me to a seat. My mother gives me a ss of water and I drink.


    "Liam?" I''ve heard that name somewhere. ¡°You mean Sydney''s brother?" Luke nods at this."How''d he know?" Fear grips me at once.


    "He has someone following him. Be ready at four pm. You''ll have visitors and you have to do whatever they say. Don''t argue and just follow


    instructions. I look at my mother and find her looking at me. She nods at me and I nod back. "Okay." I say and Luke stands to leave.


    "Sydney says hi." He says with a grin and I find myself grinning back. "Why are you grinning when you say that?¡± I ask but he only continues grinning


    until he''s out of the house leaving me confused. I look back towards my mum. "He''s so weird." She only chuckles at this and then nods at that.


    "I don''t remember any Liam from this crazy life story." My mum says as she tries to lighten up the mood. I had to exin everything to her when we


    landed and got into this house. I told her about dad''s death and she told me she knew about it. Dad told her everything he did apparently. What she


    didn''t know was that they took me and gave me away. And why.


    "He''s Sydney''s brother. He wants Sydney''s title and he hates him." I tell her as I try to remember what Sydney told me. ¡°Sydney told me he''s so stone


    cold and enjoys people''s cries.¡± I shudder at that.


    "Do you think it was a good idea to merge thepany with Sydney''s.¡± My mum asks after a few minutes of silence. I thought about it and asked the


    lawyer about it. "Yeah. I trust him.¡± I say and take a sip of water.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org - ?.


    "And I trust you.¡± My mum says.


    I hear someone knocking at the door. My eyes automatically move to the clock and I see it''s almost four o''clock. My mum and I had finished packing


    our clothes an hour ago


    "I think they''re here." I hear my mother say. I take the pistol and follow her. She takes a deep breath and opens the door revealing three... catholic


    sisters? They smile and we smile back awkwardly.


    "I''m sister Lydia. She''s sister Lilian and she''s sister Jane." The one who seems to be the leader points to the others. "We''re here to share the gospel


    of our loving God. We noticed you''re new so we wanted to pass by.¡± One of them says with a smile. My mum moves aside letting them in while her


    face is filled with shock.


    "Have a seat.¡± My mother says as I watch them


    "We''d love to but you both have to take off your clothes first." Sister Jane says. I hear a gasp beside me and I almostugh. Sister Lilian and Lydia


    startughing and I lose my patience.


    "Who the fuck are you guys?¡± I ask aggressively and my hand moves to the pistol.


    "Hey, calm down. We''re here to get you out of here. But first you have to change into these." Lydia says.


    ¡°You''re not sisters are you?¡± I ask and Jane snickers. "Nope. We work for Sydney Kings.¡± My hand rxes but I don''t let my guard down.


    ¡°Who reallyare you?" I ask. Lydia


    removessher robe leaving behind. a


    tank top-and denim shorts. "We


    don''t have time for introductions.


    Let¡¯ suet moving.¡± She givesne the


    robe and I look at it questionably.


    "Tell me who you are. If you work for Sydney then you work for me." I say strongly. Lydia smirks and gives me a card that looks like Joey''s. Riley


    Rodriguez.


    Jane gives me hers before she gives


    my mother her robe. Mia Rodriguez.


    I look at them. "We''re sisters." Janes


    rifies and I only nod. Lilian gives


    me hers: I notice she has her robes


    on. Candice Martins. I give hercard


    ancshe puts it back in her Shorts


    that she''s worn inside thetobe.


    "Mia and Riley-will stay here as I take


    both of youdta car waiting for us a


    block away. No need to take your ->


    bags nowsince someone might be


    watching us." Candice exins


    reallywish I had my phone here and


    tetSydney what''s happening.


    "Can I make a call?" I ask. Candice tells me it''s okay and gives me her phone. I go to my room and dial Sydney''s number.


    "Sydney Kings.¡± I hear Sydney''s cold voice and I smile.


    "Hi Mr Kings. Its Mrs Kings." I say yfully and Sydney doesn''t say anything for a few seconds. "Izzy? Baby, is that you?¡± My heart literally stops for


    two seconds when he calls me that:


    Iugh. ¡°You missed me that much huh?" I say half seriously and half jokingly. "You can''t even imagine how much." Comes the reply. Did I call him to


    get these heart stops or whatever they are called?


    "You sent Candice, Mia and Riley?¡± I ask.


    "Yeah. They are some of the best fighters I know. You can trust them.¡±


    "Okay. Thanks. I need to get back to them." I don''t want to stop talking to him. I missed him so much.


    "Yeah you do. I''lle to you. I''ll always know where you are baby.¡± That name again. Damn.


    "I have the tracker inside my body. Don¡¯t worry about me." I say and heughs.


    "Yeah. And Izzy..."


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    "I love you.¡±

 Thirty Seven

    Thirty Seven


    I get into the ck van in a trance. "What did Sydney say to you?¡± My mother asks when I getfortable. ¡°You''ve been out of it.¡± She says


    sneakily.All content is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    "I love you.¡± He told me that. He told me he loves me


    "Okay. You''re smiling. Now I''m curious.¡± My mumughs and I look at her and the urge to hug her overwhelms me. I ce my hands around her


    cheeks and bring her close to me and kiss her cheeks and sheughs. I''m just so happy that I don''t know what to do. I want to scream in happiness


    and sing in my so bad voice. I got my voice from my dad apparently.


    "He loves me." Iugh as a tear falls. Candice pats my back. I even forgot she''s here.


    "I never knew I''d get to see my Be in love." My mum says as I smile. What she says hits me. I never got to say the words back. Am I in love with


    Sydney Kings? I think of all the times we were together. The arguments, the time in the cottage, him teaching me how to shoot and time in the


    apartment.


    I really do miss him right now. He''s made me so angry many times but maybe I should me the pregnancy hormones? And talking about pregnancy,


    he''s been so supportive and helped a lot. He''ll be a great dad. I think about my dad''s death. Will he be disappointed that I married the man who''s


    father killed him?


    "Mum?" I turn to my mother and find her looking at me expectantly.


    ¡°Hmm...¡±


    "Would dad approve of my marriage? Would he hate me for marrying a mafia lord? Would he be disappointed in me for carrying their blood in my


    womb?" My heart beats so fast when I ask these questions. I never realized the weight of this matter before I asked


    "Oh Be." My mother puts her hand on mine. "You are one of the strongest women I know." I look at her ridiculously. Did she look at herself? She


    only gives me a small smile and continues. ¡°You''ve been through so much amd look at you right now. How could he not be proud of you?" She looks


    behind me at where Candice is and leans towards me.


    "You told me Sydney wants an out of all this?¡± I nod. "Then your dad would have been happy. Sydney is so different from his dad and others and I


    approve of him.¡± I smile. "I saw how he looked at you at the airport." She winks and my cheeks heat. I smile at what she says.


    "I never told him I love him mum." I say defeated and my mother gives me a sad smile.


    "You will. He''ll be back for you.¡± She says. It is then I notice the car stopping. And I turn to Candice


    "What''s happening?¡± I notice she''s taking out a gun. She stands and moves to the window and looks outside.


    "We are under an attack. I''ve notified Luke and he''s on his way. He should be here in two minutes." She then looks at my belly.


    "Don''t worry. Just give me a gun." I already know she thinks of me as a liability. A swollen bellied woman would be hard ta move fast.


    She looks at me hesitantly woth her cold brown eyes and I say in my authoritative vote to hand me a gun which she does with a whatever. I roll my


    eyes and prepare it in seconds. I turn to my mother and see she already has a gun.


    "You shoot?" I ask dumbly and she smirks. Carolina Styles just smirked at me.


    "What do you expect from a woman who''s fiance was the best shooter in the FBI?" And she winks. I love this cocky side of hers. Iugh and another


    puzzle fits in. No wonder I''m good with guns.


    We position ourselves strategically. My mother lies down on one side of the van and Candice on the other side. I kneel on one of the chairs in


    between since I can''t lie down.


    "Let''s do thisdies." Candice says with a smirk when we hear the door shuffle. We wait expectantly for the door that seems to be taking long to


    open. "Just get done with it." I groan lowly and both Candice and my mum hear and they snicker. The door opens and the first thing we see is a gun


    before the hand and body appears. Looks like the person knows not to underestimate us.


    "Thought you could fool us ''sisters''?" A man says in an Italian ent. He opens the door fully and I see his face. He has tattoos everywhere. "Just get


    out. We don''t want any blood shed especially near a pregnant woman, yes?" He says but Candice shoots him between his forehead. My mother let''s


    out a small shriek butposes herself immediately. See, I got a strong woman as a mother. I smile in pride.


    As the man falls down with a thud, gunshots are heard around the van.


    "Isabe. Don¡¯t get out. We''ll be fine." My mother says and my eyes widen.


    "No mum. If you get out I''ll follow you." I panic. I see a maning near the van and I shoot at him on his throat. Gotcha!


    ¡°You''re pregnant Isabe." Like that should be the only valid excuse.


    "Luke should be here any second now. He''s got back up." Candice says making me sigh in relief.


    I look at the top and see the roof window. Should I take this risk? I ask myself after ten minutes and no sign of Luke or his people. The gunshots have


    increased. I take another gun and stand then open the roof window.


    ¡°What are you doing Be?" My


    mother hisses but I ignore her and


    standfortably. I look around


    md see different men andnone


    ave noticed me here. I smirk. I love


    urprises. I shoot the closest one


    eforemoving to the others n¨¦xt to


    im>Other men look at the falling


    anes in surprise and try to-find the


    shooter. I kneel down sofast before


    they see me making me to feel


    slightly ufortable in my belly. I


    sit on the chair and rub my belly


    soothingly.


    aT OU DD


    "Are you okay?¡± My mother asks worriedly. "Yes. Eleven are down." I say facing Candice who smiles at me.


    "Since they are less we can get out and fight." Candice says looking at my mum. "Well, only the two of us." She rifies looking at my mother.


    "Let''s do this." My mum says and


    fastens her bulletproof coat. They


    both take tw? guns and get out with,


    determined faces. I look at my mum


    worriedly. "I love you mum." I shout,


    "And Jove you baby. Now have


    asses to kick." She says and gets


    Gut of my sight. The gunshots


    increase and I start panicking.


    ¡®What should I do?¡¯ And where is Luke? I start searching for Candice¡¯s phone. I know she left it somewhere. I go to her bag and look for it and find it. I


    dial Sydney''s number hoping that I haven''t mistaken any digit and press call.


    "Sydney Kings.¡± I hear his voice.


    "Luke should be here. Where is he?" I ask.


    "Izzy? Thank God you''re okay. What are you talking about? Why should Luke be there?" He starts to panic and I sense it but he covers it


    immediately.


    "We''re being shot at and he should''ve been here ages ago." I hiss. I''m getting stressed


    "Izzy baby. Calm down. Brea...¡±


    "Don''t tell me to fucking calm down when my mother is out there shooting at people while I''m here. Just fucking send people as fast as you can." I cut


    the call and throw the phone against a chair. I immediately hear my mother¡¯s voice in pain


    I take a gun and get out as fast as my pregnant body takes me. I try to run towards her voice as I shoot two more people. I see her behind the car


    hiding and holding her shoulder that that is soaked in blood.


    "Mummy. Hold on. I cut a piece of the sister''s robe and tighten it around the wound.


    ¡°You shouldn''t be out here baby." She says before she groans.


    ¡®I know. But those men made me


    angry. They should have known


    never to mess with an angry .


    pregnantwoman.¡± With that I x


    positionny mother in afortable


    positisn before I stand with a.


    determined mind. They unleashed


    the mafia lord''s wife withty me when


    they hurt my mother.


    ~


    The tigress has awoken.

 Thirty Eight

    Thirty Eight


    Sydney''s POV


    "Isa and her mother just got into the ck van with Candice." Luke says and I breath in in relief. It''s time to go find Harry and take down Marko


    Russo.


    I walk to my safe and press in ''Rose22'' and it immediately clicks open. I smile as I think of my passcode. ''Rose.'' It was the day I received a file on


    Isabe''s dad. His information said he had a daughter. Isabe Rose Styles. I never told Isabe that I knew her name until they day we made love a


    few days ago and I moaned her middle name during our high.


    I take out a HK p9 that I had bought for Isabe but was yet to give it to her and load it. Look like I''ll buy her another one. Isabe handles her guns


    so well and I loved seeing her face light up when she saw the different guns. My wife''s a badass.


    I hear a knock breaking my thoughts before I grunt a get in. Joey and Kane get in. I take my other gun. An M9 that dad gave to me after my first kill.


    ¡°Gather everyone. We''re leaving in ten minutes." I say without looking at them. I take a small duffel bag and stuff in some bullets, knives and some


    M83 smoke grenades. I find masks beside them and take them too. I''ll need them. I usually have a duffel bag prepared before hand but I gave it to


    Isabe when she left for Canada.


    I turn around and find Joey gone and a silent Kane. "Make sure we have enough gas masks. We''re going to need them.¡± He nods and gets out. I take


    the bag and decide to go see Amelia. ¡°Damn these doors.¡± I grunt as I pass through the third one. Three minutester I move to thest cell and open


    it. Amelia looks better than two days ago. But she''s so dirty.


    "This is yourst chance to tell me any other information I don''t know." I feel like she''s hiding something. Amelia looks at my clothes and the bag.


    ¡°Your brother is working with them." I had an idea about that but I wasn''t sure. "That''s everything I know."


    "I could decide to kill you know since we have no use for you." I taunt and ahe res at me before her eyes softenThis belongs to N?velDrama.Org - ?.


    "If you do that, tell Harry I love him. I never got to do it." What she says shocks me and I give a curt nod and move away from her as fast as possible.


    I told Isabe that I love her without thinking and she never said anything back. It hurt to think she never felt anything towards me. The funniest thing


    is I now feel so insecure.


    I move to the basement parking lot where the cars and my men are waiting and I get into the first one and we go immediately. After all this is over, I''m


    going to be with my wife and baby. I''m doing this for them. I love them so fucking much.


    "Boss, the warehouse is in a mile." Kane says.


    "We''ll stop in half a mile." I say and he nods. I take out my guns and switch on my earpiece.


    "Everybody have your gas masks on." I order through the earpiece and I hear a series of ''yes boss and sir¡¯. "Joey, get one for Harry and find him. You


    know the n. Don''t you?" I ask and he answers with a confident ''yes boss'' as he takes out an extra gas mask. The carse to a halt and we all


    get out armed. I ce the knives in their positions in my belt and lead my men.


    I think of a fast n. We are thirty four men. "Seven will surround the warehouse. Two each at the south, east. west and north wings and one at the


    entrance. Kane take care of that.¡± I say through the earpiece as we look at the Italian men. I try look closer and see what''s happening but I can¡¯t. To


    do that I''d have to move closer and risk us being seen


    "Marcus. Send in Barry." Barry is a customized drone with cameras and bullets. One of my men, Marcus, made it and I bought it. It costed a fortune


    but it serves well since it is programed to shoot when controlled and we can use it for spying.


    "On it sir." Marcus¡¯ excited voicees through and I smile. After two minutes I hear him again. "We have fifteen men inside but I can¡¯t locate Harry


    Stones. There two women tied up. One of them seems to be unconscious while the other one just woke up.¡± No Harry?


    "Wait. There''s a room. I''ve followed one man into it. West wing on the right side. A man is tied up into a chair battered up.¡± That might be him.


    "Tell me his description. Hair?¡±


    "He seems muscr. Blonde.¡± Is Harry even mascr? I try to remember his physical appearance. "That''s Harry." I say.


    "Someone saythe drone.¡± Just as


    he says thatthear shooting and I


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    warehouse, I kill three men before


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    "Questo ti appartiene?¡± Franco, Marko''s right hand man, asks as he holds the destroyed drone. (Is this yours?)


    I smirk and move towards him. The men''s guns click as if to remind me that they are there. I never forgot.


    "Puoi averlo se vuoi." I say cooley. (You can have it if you want). He only throws it towards me with a snarl.


    "Where is Marko.¡± I ask even though I know he won''t tell me.


    Heughs and gives me a victorious smirk. "In canada." My heart skips a beat in shock and Franco startsughing. Isabe could be in so much


    danger and I''m wasting so much time.


    "Canada?" I ask nonchntly even though my heart pounds faster and Franco continuesughing. I have to say the codeword for my men to get in.


    "Thought you could fool us, yes?" Franco asks in disgust.


    I smirk. "No. I knew this would


    happen. You just fell into my trap."


    With that, mymen started filling in


    releasing the''smoke grenades and.


    shootingat everyone. I put on mys


    gas mask and follow Franco to¡°the


    roomaMiarcus told us about and


    throw a knife into his shoulder


    raaking him drop and howtin pain. I


    go to him and take it out then cut


    the other shoulder. The smoke make


    this easier. He cries in pain and I get


    into the room and find Harry gone.


    "Someone has taken Harry. Find him." I shout. I get out of the building when I see my phone ringing.


    "Sydney Kings.¡± I answer impatiently.


    ¡°Luke should be here. Where is he?" I hear Isabe''s voice and my mind doesn¡¯t register what she says for a second


    "Izzy? Thank Ged you''re okay." I say


    relieved for.atsecond before what


    she said links I in my mind. "What ->


    are yout falking about? Why should


    Luke bet there?" I starts to panic


    wheny think that Isabe could be in


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    4


    "We''re being shot at and he should''ve been here ages ago." She says in anger. She''s stressed


    "Izzy baby. Calm down. Brea...¡±


    "Don''t fucking tell me te calm down when my mother is out there shooting at people while I''m here. Just fucking send people as fast as you can." She


    cuts the call immediately before I ask anything else.


    Isabe is in trouble.


    "Joey call Luke immediately.¡± I say into my earpiece. "Marcus. Find Isabe''s position immediately." I hurry towards one of the cars.


    "Sir. We found Harry Stones.¡± David says and I tell him to take Harry to the ce we prepared.


    Right now, I have a wife to protect. I drive to the airport.

 Thirty Nine

    Thirty Nine


    Sydney''s POV


    I get into my private jet and wait impatiently for take off. What''s taking long? I wonder two minutester. A minute wasted is a minute of my love in


    danger. I tap the arm rest for a minute before I stand and storm to the cockpit.


    "Why are we still on the fuckingnd?" I ask and the pilot who''s pushing the buttons jumps in his seat


    "You have to calm down. We''ve already started the take off process and you should be buckled up sir.¡± Le, the co-pilot says. I take in a deep breath


    and try to release my frustrations then huff and go back to my seat. I find Joey seated and typing something.


    "We have a problem sir. It seems Luke is captured by your brother.¡± Joey says cautiously. I rub the bridge of my nose in frustration. Why are all these


    happening right now?


    "What about my wife?" I ask.


    "Her mother was found with a bullet in her left arm. Candice and Mrs Kings were nowhere to be found.¡± My blood boils instantly. "Some men are


    following the tracker in her." Joey adds meekly.


    "AND YOU JUST DECIDE TO TELL ME THIS NOW?" Joey flinches but I don''t care. An emotion I haven''t felt for a long time envelopes me. An


    emotion I''m feeling for the second time since Isabe came into my life. Fear.


    It''s time to end this once and for all.


    "It''s a possibility the people who have Luke have Mrs Kings too." Joey says. How is she doing right now? Is she scared too like I am? I bet she¡¯s


    giving those bastards a hard time. My lips try to curve into a smile but I fight hard against them. I''ll smile when I have my family back into my arms.


    One hour and thirty minutester I tell my driver I don''t need his services. Joey gets into the car and writes the address to the coordinates sent to him


    by Marcus.


    I drive as first as I can but I feel like we''re not fast enough.


    "Sir, if we go any faster we might not be able to save Mrs Kings. We''ll end up in hospital." Joey says and for the first time I hear a hint of worryce


    his voice.


    ¡°Don''t fucking tell me what to do when my wife needs me." I snap and step on the gas. I love driving fast but for the first time I don''t enjoy it. I take a


    sharp turn when the navigation tells me so making us sway. The car moves from the road and I notice I can''t control it. I try to press on the brake


    pedal but nothing. I need to get to Isabe


    With that thought I try once again. I see we''re heading towards a tree and this could kill us. I steer the wheels to my side and move it in a way the tree


    could stop the car without much damage to us.


    "Sir." I hear a voice from far. Everything startsing into focus and I notice Joey on my side. I look around and find I''m on the ground on some field


    and the car looks a mess.


    "Sir." Joey calls again and I look at him.


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    "I''ve called some men to pick us up. They should be here any minute now." Joey exins.


    ¡®Was I driving that fast that I lost control?'' I wonder. But I have to get to Isabe. Isabe


    "Let''s get going. We need to help Izzy.¡± I wince as I get up.


    ¡°You''re hurt. Your head is bleeding.¡± Joey says as he opens a first aid kit. "Let me clean it up. sir." I shake my head no but immediately regret.


    "I think I should handle this sir. You might have a concussion. You got the biggest hit." Joey says worry filled in his voice. I look at him and his face


    shows the same emotions. What happened to him?


    "No. Izzy needs me. I''ll help her and I''ll rest when she¡¯s safe in my arms.¡±


    Joey sighs and cleans up my wounds before the carse.


    "You hit your side of the car. Why?"


    Joey asks suddenly and my eyes. ~


    widen in response. Joey mightwbe


    older''than me but he respects mea


    lot. and never questions m ¡°This is a


    first.


    "It was the only way to stop the car.¡±


    "But mine was the...¡±


    "Fucking leave it. Why are those stupid men taking long?" Just on cue I hear a car approaching. I try to get up and Joey helps me but I push him


    away making me stumble.


    "Sir..."


    "Let''s go. I have no time for talks Joey.¡± He nods and we get into the SUV and drive to the same destination Joey had keyed in earlier.


    "Sir. I have some news.¡± Joey says after ending a call. I nod for him to continue without looking at his direction. I have a killer headache but I was.


    trying to control it.


    ¡°Your brother. Mr Liam Kings is dead. He was shot in between his eyes, in the his left lung and the stomach." Joey says cautiously. And my headache


    intensifies


    "Give some fucking painkillers." I roar.


    Isabe''s POV


    I feel some pain in my abdomen and I''m worried about the baby. It''s been two hours since Marko Russo captured me


    I had just killed Liam. I was so shocked that I let my guard down and the next thing I know was a knife held against my throat.


    "Such a pity." A voice thick with an Italian ent says next to my ear and my body tenses.


    The difort in my tummy has increased that I hadn''t heard Marko get into this dirty room that consists of an old metallic bed and an ald dirty


    mattress.


    "What do you want you imbecile?¡± I sneer not trying to show the worry for my baby in my eyes. Sydney told me that they use any type of reaction or


    emotion against a person


    He smirks. Your lover justnded


    and got into acar I sent to pick hin


    up. Thgught you should know."


    looks-at me and I re at himiin


    defiance even though my heart i is


    beating so fast. What is he trying to


    say?


    "I don''t think you should build your hopes up for someone who might be dead as we speak." Marko sayscing his voice with sympathy but I know


    better.


    Tears fill up myeyes as I look


    straight intois eyes. "Fuck you


    Marko Russo. Sydney will find you->


    soon endugh. If I were you, I''d start


    running.¡± I say with a smirk. I feel a


    crurap in my stomach and I ww wince


    lightly.


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    "Troubles with the baby?" Marko says with a sickening smile.


    "Get the fuck out of here Marko. This isst warning.¡± I say even though the pain is still there.


    Marko only smirks before grinning like a mad man.


    "Wha..." He starts saying something but he''s cut off by gunshots. And I smirk.


    "Told you.¡±

 Forty

    Forty


    Isabe''s POV


    Marko''s eyes ze with anger after the mocking tone I use.


    "Even if you hide me under the ocean, my Sydney will always find me." I taunt enjoying it. "Do you know why?" Marko''s eyes don''t leave mine but I


    notice him clenching his fists from the corner of my eye. ¡°I am his. And he''ll always destroy whoever touches what''s his.¡±


    The gunshots increase and be louder. Marko screams in frustration and I smirk. "He''ll get you Marko Russo. And I''ll be the one to end you as he


    holds you down.¡± His eyes shift to my belly and I see a smirk form in his mouth.


    "I see the water Ringo gave you is working." I furrow my eyebrows in confusion until.


    "What water? And who''s Ringo?" I question. There''s no water I was given


    ¡°The drinking water that you ate with your ¡®lunch¡¯.¡± Marko rifies and makes a sign of quotation marks on the word lunch but I startughing.


    ¡°You mean the water he poured on me?¡±


    "WHAT? You didn''t drink it?" I shake my head no andugh. ¡°He said she drank the whole bottle.¡± He says to himself but I catch the words.


    "Ah. The taste of betrayal. How is it?¡± I mock but hees and ps me hard. Ouch! Could''ve just told me it hurt rather than showing me. I spit out


    the saliva mixed with blood in disgust. ''Now I have an aching cheek too.¡¯ I groan internally.


    He yanks me and opens the chain around my wrist. "Let''s get going! " He takes his phone and calls someone. "il cazzo di elicottero ¨¦ qui?" (Is the


    fucking helicopter here?) He stops talking and eyes me. ¡°Porta Ringo al quartier generale. E una talpa." (Get Ringo to headquarters. He''s a mole.)


    I don''t understand anything but his grip on my hand tightens making me wince. My tummy is now hurting and I''m so worried about my baby. Oh


    Sydney. Where are you?


    ¡°Hurry up, fucking bitch." Marko sneers and moves even faster.


    "I can''t." I want to tell him my tummy hurts but I don''t. He might take it as an advantage. He moves the rusty bed to another side revealing an old door


    on the ground. ¡°Brilliant.¡± I praise mentally. We go through the secret door to the underground. I take longer since I''m pregnant and in pain.


    ¡°Fucking slow down Marko. I''m pregnant." I hiss when he pulls me roughly but of course, he doesn''t care. The narrow underground route is so dark


    and smelly. I wonder how he''s moving seo fast without a shlight on.


    I''m tired." Can''t he see that? I''m struggling here. We finally reach a locked door. Marke lets go off my hand to take out what I assume are keys.


    Should I fight him now since I''m free? But my baby... Before I finish my thought my hand is yanked roughly again by his stiff and rough hands. Sydney


    is a Mafia lord but still has soft hands. I''m so tempted to ask Marko if he works at the construction site. Who knows. He might be a builder? But uses


    his bare hands without something to protect them to carry the stones.


    ¡®No, no, ne don''t think of how he got those bad hands Isabe. Focus.¡¯ I scold myself. we climb up a lot of stairs for about five minutes and end up


    behind another door. I hear something like des shing through the air on the other side the door.


    Marko opens the door with another key and pulls me to follow him. Oh no! We''re going into a helicopter. Looks like I''m flying with Marko. "Where are


    you Sydney?¡± I mutter under my breath as I rub my belly soothingly with my free hand to release some pain.


    Marko orders something in Italian and turns to me aggressively. "Get inside. No funny business.¡± He tells me sternly.


    "You''re funny.¡± I retort but he only moves aside and arge man covered in tattoos takes me. "Don''t fucking touch me." I hiss.


    ¡°Don''t cuss. Your baby can hear you.¡± He smirks and the first thing I notice is his ent.


    ¡°You''re not Italian?" I question as he handcuffs me. "Hey, don''t handcuff me.¡± I say even though I know he''ll do nothing. Wow! I''m so talkative these


    days. The man says nothing and takes me to the helicopter and cesrge headphones on my head


    I feel a sharp pain in my abdomen. Is it time? No. It can''t be. I just turned eight months. Will it be the same as my mum? Early birth due to trauma?


    "Oh God. Oh God. Oh God." I''m panicking.


    ¡°Breath in." I follow what the voice tells me. "Out." We continue for a couple of minutes till I feel better. I can''t believe I almost had an anxiety attack.


    It''s been months since I had one. I open my eyes amd see therge man!


    ¡°Thanks.¡± I shout through the sound of des cutting through air. He gives me a curt nod and gets in next to me. I look around and notice Marko is


    gone but I see a hand holding a pipe. Looks like someone is trying to get up to the roof. Could it be Sydney? I scream and therge man moves to


    me.


    ¡®I''m scared of heights." I say. Lie. I


    notice the pilot is looking at me in


    annoyance and I internally smirk.


    "Can I have atninute to get myself


    together?" ask shyly. I knew I


    should have gotten a drama degre¨¦>


    I''m such¡®an actress. ¡®It''s okay if you


    on''t gmderstand. I mean this is a lot


    to take in when you''re pregnant and


    gaifig to do something that you fear


    ?


    the most." I shut my eyessand exhale


    and say unrecognizable things under


    my breath pretending to panic. I


    open my eyes and look at them then


    therge man just shrugs and the


    pilot who looks undecided takes a


    minute before he exhales. "Okay. A


    minute. Nothing more." I smile


    gratefully.


    +


    I look ahead but at the corner of my


    eye I register tae movements


    happening auiside. "Your minute is


    up.¡± I hope Mbought enough time.


    "Thanks 60 much. I think I''m now¡±


    ready.\The pilot looks in front 5 ,


    without a word and starts pressing


    buttons. I see therge mariiake a


    pi¨¦ce of paper from my p¨¦ripheral


    view and moves closer to me. He


    drops it down and bends after it. He


    comes up.


    "You heard what boss said. No funny business.¡± He says as he tilts his head towards my feet and I look at him inconfusion until realization dawns on


    me. I lean and see the paper wide open with words.


    The American Mafia will be here for you. I''ll help you if you promise to do something for me.


    I look at him in shock and nod. He brings his hand for me to shake and I take mine cautiously and shake his sealing whatever it is we''re sealing. He


    then gets up gets his gun out and shoots the pilot through the head.


    "


    arko has my sister at his


    headquarters, Cataliya Richardson.


    Send your men to get her and give


    her this letter." I nod and shakily take


    the envelope with my handcuffed


    hands.-ell her Luis sent you." hod


    again-We both look outside and


    notice Sydney''s men are here. "Good


    aeting by the way." Luis says and my


    eyes widen in shock. He noticed?


    "You had an anxiety attack earlier.


    Cataliya has them so I can detect a


    fake one.¡± He exins and I nod.


    He takes my arm and I flinch. ¡°Act along." He says and I nod. I was just talkative some minutes ago but Luis just made me speechless. Shocker. I


    look out and see the men confused as they point their guns at the helicopter. Luis opens the door and gets me out making the pain in my stomach ten


    times worse and he stops.


    "I think I might be going tobor soon. Let''s get this over with.¡± I say and he only looks at my face for some time before he gives me a curt nod


    "Shoot and I kill her.¡± He says his voice booming and I jump a little. The door breaks and a limping Sydneyes through. He has blood covering his


    shirt. Acry escapes me. ¡°Sydney.¡± The pain in my belly intensifies and I fall in pain on my knees.


    "Izzy." Sydney shouts and runs to me but stops when Luis points a gun at me.


    "Don''t move closer.¡± Luis says.


    "Sydney. He helped. Let him go." I cry and Sydney res at Luis. "Sydney. Help me. Let him go." I shout and Sydney looks at me in panic.


    "Go! Get out of here.¡± Sydney shouts at Luis and Luis moves back cautiously. Everybody follows his movements and he eyes them. This is taking


    long and I''m in pain. Eventually he goes through the door.


    "Follow him." Sydney orders and before anyone moves I shout. "Nobody move. Go to the Italians headquarters and get me a girl. Cataliya


    Richardson. And kill everyone else." I add to my order. The men lookat Sydney in question.


    ¡°You heard your queen." Sydney shouts and everyone moves. Fast. Sydney runs to me and takes me into his arms. Safe. HeavenN?velDrama.Org owns all ? content.


    "Sydney. It hurts.¡± I cry before everything goes ck.

 Forty One

    Forty One


    Sydney''s POV


    Isabe''s cry made my heart clench. What did those bastards do to her? I pick her up and rush towards the helicopter and ce her on the seat


    horizontally. I make sure she''s safe and won''t fall before I jog to the pilots side to find a dead man. What the hell happened here?


    I take the body and throw it aside and climb into the bloody cockpit. Everything was set ready. I only have to take off and that''s what I do.


    Ind the helicopter ten minutester on the helicopter pad on the roof and some nurses run to me looking confused.


    "My wife. Help her." One of them nods and runs to a small building on the side and takes a stretcher. I carry Isabe to it and they take off running as


    I follow them closely.


    "God." I let out a shaky breath.


    "Who are you to her sir." A dark skinned woman asks me when Isabe gets into the emergency room. I almost look at her dumbly. I just announced


    she''s my wife a few minutes ago. I sigh and let it slide.


    "Husband. She''s my wife. Isabe Kings.¡± I say as I try looking through the ss windows.


    "We have to do an emergency caesarian section. The baby is distressed and if we don''t do anything scon we might lose both mother and child. How


    long is she?" The doctor questions as she writes.


    "She just turned eight months a week ago." I say and she nods.


    "Anyplications?"


    "No. She just has anxiety attacks and nothing else. She''s been stressed for thest few hours.¡± I try giving as much information as possible. The


    doctor nods and gives me something to sign before operating on Isabe.


    I sit as I wait. My baby wille sooner than we expected. ''Oh. Izzy. Please fight for us.'' I knew I shouldn''t have brought her to my world. Today she


    acted like she was meant for it though. Shemanded my men like the queen she''s meant to be. My queen. My love. The mother of our baby... And


    those toe.


    Does the baby even have anything to cover him? Oh God. Can I get an open store right now? My phone starts vibrating snapping me back to reality.


    "Sydney Kings.¡± I say.


    "Sir." I notice it''s Joey. " We''ve done what Mrs Kings ordered. We have the girl. And we found Luke and Candice locked up." At least somethings


    lacking good.


    ¡°Are all the Italians down?" I ask. I shot Marko in his leg and ordered some of my men to take him to America. To my headquarters. Joey answers me


    with a yes and I tell him to take Cataliya to a safe ce. Izzy had an envelope addressed to her but I kept it. She''ll deal with it when she gets out of


    here.


    "Go to a store and tell them you need things for a newborn baby. They should give you everything you need and bring them here." I tell him and hung


    up after he tells me a congrattions and he''s on his way.


    A nurse passes me and looks at me wide eyed and moves to me.


    "Sir. You''re hurt and you still have blood oozing out your wounds." I didn''t even notice them. The doctor didn''t even address it. I already got a bullet


    out from my thigh. "Painkillers will do." I feel a slight headache and pain throughout my body. Howe I never noticed them before? Must be the:


    adrenaline.


    "Come on. Can you walk?" I nod and follow her to a ward. "Just lie on the bed and rest. I''ll wake you up when your wife is out." I think about the offer


    for a minute. I really need to sleep. I had an ident and got shot then fought. Maybe some rest won''t hurt. But what about Izzy?


    "My wife s..." The nurse cuts me off and I raise my eyebrows.


    "This is the best hospital in Toronto and doctor ra is one of the best in the country. Just rest." Damn. She sounds convincing. Iy cautiously and


    close my eyes and immediately, I drift off to sleepContent provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    Isabe''s POV


    Beep


    Beep


    Beep


    Not that sound again. I groan. I look


    around and see white walls with


    some light brewn patterns. I look at


    the machines-hooked up and see


    some CO jarless liquid. Whereis >


    Sydney?€try getting up buta =


    searing pain shoots from my a


    abdarvien. What the hell? I look


    down to my stomach covered in a


    btde hospital gown. Why.am I felling


    pain? Wait! Why is my tummy t?


    My baby. Is he dead? Oh God?


    "Sydney?" My voice calls as the


    beeping sound gets louder. A nurse


    gets into the room followed in by


    Joey.


    ~


    "My baby. Where is he? Where''s my baby?" I shout and the nurse runs out again. Joeyes to me in panic and says something but I can''t hear.


    The nurse gets in with a dark skinneddy who I assume is the doctor.


    They inject something through the tubes. "No don''t put me to sleep. I want my baby. That''s all." I say as I suddenly feel drowsy. "You''ll pay for this." I


    mutter incoherently as I drift of to sleep.


    I wake up to the same room and a nurse fixing some of the medicine.


    "Mrs Kings. You''re awake.¡± I hum and suddenly I remember my baby.


    "Where''s my son and husband?" I try to ask calmly. I don''t need to be put to sleep again


    "Um. I''ll call doctor ra in a second.¡± She gets out immediately. Why do I feel like there''s something wrong? Where''s Sydney? I never wake up in


    hospital and find him. The dark skindy from beforees in followed by a nurse holding a baby shawl. Thedy smiles at me


    ¡°Hello, mrs Kings. I''m ra. Your doctor. We performed a c-section since you were unconscious when your husband brought you in. You have a


    beautiful baby boy." She smiles and moves to the side as the nurse brings what I presume is my baby to me.


    "He''s awake." The nurse informs me as I take my baby and beautiful blue eyes look at me. He''s got my eyes. A fat drop of tear falls to the baby''s


    forehead. My baby. My son.


    "Where''s Sydney?" Doctor ra takes in a deep breath.


    "Your husband is in induceda.


    He was severely injured and his


    body needed.to get rest. He was


    bleeding but couldn''t leave you =~


    alone. Saw him and how wor iedhe


    was amd knew moving him away


    fromeyou would be pointlessso I


    sent a nurse who''s real y good at


    convincing people. He''ll be mad


    when he wakes up but it will be


    worth it.¡± I nod and thank her.


    The baby starts crying and I take out


    my breast to breastfeed him. The


    doctor and purse leave to give me


    some privacy and I''m left alone with


    my prince. look at his face tryingto


    memonze it. He has taken aftechis


    dad~hcaress his cheek with the back


    of-tfiy finger until he finishes


    suckling. I wait for him tebarf before


    making some room beside me. I kiss


    his forehead and watch him sleep.


    My mind goes to his dad. How injured is he? Will he be okay? I should go and see him. Or maybe have his bed brought here. Yeah. I''ll do just that.


    With that I drift off to sleep.

 Forty Two

    Forty Two


    ISABELLA''S POV


    I''m woken up by a cry. I want to ignore it but my conscience reminds me its my baby''s. I get up so fast and see someone taking the baby from the


    bed. "Don''t touch him!¡± I snap. The hands release my son immediately.


    "He was crying. Sorry." The voice makes my eyes widen and I look up. "Mum? Gosh I''m so sorry. I never checked and since I woke up thest time


    and thought he¡¯s gone I''ve just been paranoid." I try to exin. I feel so guilty. Gosh! The baby doesn''t stop crying and I take breast out for him to


    suckle.


    My mumes next te me and smiles then hugs me. "I''m just so happy you''re okay. I thought I lost you at the shooting." I hug her back but she


    flinches when I squeeze her but doesn''t move away.


    "You were shot." I state.


    "It was just a scrape. I''ll live. I heard my grandson was born and I had toe and see you.¡± I smile at that. "He''s got your eyes. Or mine. Both ours.


    He''s so lovely. Can I hold him?" Iugh at my mum''s enthusiasm as I nod. She takes the baby and ces him on her chest and she smiles.


    "What''s his name?"


    "I''m waiting for Sydney so that we can both name him. Do you have any reports from Sydney?" I ask but I hear someone knocking. We both tell the


    person toe in.


    "It''s good to see both of you up Mrs Kings." Doctor ra says as shees to my side. "Do you feel any pain?¡± She asks as she checks something


    on the file.


    "No. I just feel sore and tired." She nods at this and writes down again. "How''s my husband?" I ask.


    "We expect Mr Kings to get up in about fifteen hours from now. For now he¡¯s still the same but his wounds are healing.¡± I nod at her.


    "I want him here. I want us to share a room. Can you organize that?" The doctor suddenly looks undecided.


    "I don¡¯t think..."N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content.


    "Please. I''ll only feel at peace when he¡¯s here. It kills me not knowing how he is. Him being close to us will make him fight for us. Our baby needs his


    daddy close to us.¡±


    I want to be there when he wakes up.


    "I''ll arrange for that. But if you there''s need for transfer to another room, I think it''s best if you go to his room because him moving might disrupt the


    machines and everything." I nod and the doctor gets out after saying, "I''ll see what I can do."


    My mumes next to me and ces the baby next to my side. "I''ve changed his diapers and now he''s asleep." I thank her as she sits next to me


    and tells me about her fiance, Max.


    I look at Sydney''s face. The urge to touch him overwhelms me and I get up with struggle then move next to his bed which is only a metre away from


    mine. My hand moves to his hair and move it away from his face. I trace his eyebrows then to the gash on his cheek. It''s so pale you can''t notice it if


    you don''t look close enough.


    "I miss you so much honey. You have to get up and see our beautiful baby. He looks like you. Got your hair and all apart from the eyes." I smile as a


    tear falls on the bed next to him. "You need to wake up and see him. And be with us. I didn''t get to tell you how much I love you. I love you so much." I


    kiss his forehead and look at his face again. Damn. I got a handsome husband and a handsome son.


    Sydney should hopefully wake up in five hours. I look at my bed and see our son sleeping and I smile


    "Oh Sydney. You should see our angel." I kiss his cheeks and decide to go back to bed.


    Maybe I should get some rest. I try to sleep but I can''t. My mind roams to everything that has happened in the past nine months


    Going home to find my boyfriend cheating on me. Going to the club to forget about him. Meeting Sydney and having mind blowing sex minutester.


    Maybe I should thankn for cheating on me. I should thank Sydney for his not so foolish n to get me pregnant. Iugh at that. Then I remember


    how heartbroken I was when I found out he was engaged to Bianca. And speaking of Bianca, where did she go to after almost killing Sydney and I?


    I''ll figure that outter.


    I think about Harry and Amelia. I don''t know anything about them. I''ll just ask Joey when heest...


    My thoughts are stopped by a groan. I look to my side and see Sydney moving. I press a red button calling for help and I move carefully to his side.


    "Sydney. Honey. I''m here.¡± I whisper. He tries opening his eyes but shuts them close before trying again. This time he keeps his eyes open and they


    look into mine.


    "Izzy." His husky voice croaks and if we were anywhere else I''d have swooned. I go to the bedside table and take some water and straw and ce it


    in his mouth and he sucks like his life depended on it.


    Two doctors and a nurse barge into the room looking serious until their eyesnd on us. "We heard the buzzer." One of them says and I nod.


    "I pressed it when I heard groansing from him. He was waking up." I feel a hand touch mine and I look down to find Sydney''s.


    "We''ll have to check on him and see


    if everything isNine." He says and I


    nod as the gsom is filled with m


    baby''s cries: I kiss Sydney''s cheek-~


    as his eyes widen and look to thes


    baby¡¯ sside. I smile and move. ?


    towards the baby and pick him up


    then cradle him until he stops crying.


    I sit on the bed looking away from


    the doctors and start breastfeeding


    him for about seven minutes.


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    The doctors leave when I''m done and I take the baby to Sydney.


    "Go to daddy." I coo and notice Sydney hasn''t moved an inch. I look up and see tears in his eyes.


    "I wanted to be there for you when you woke up." Sydney says and I move closer to him and kiss his forehead.


    "It''s okay. Doctor ra told me everything. And I love you more because of that." Sydney looks up so fast in shock before the sexiest grin appears.


    ¡°Gosh! Your so handsome.¡± I blurt out and a full blownugh emerges from him.


    "I love you too baby.¡± He says after a while and I smile sheepishly.


    "Wanna hold our son?¡± I ask and suddenly he looks nervous.


    "You''re going to be the world¡¯s greatest dad. Our son already loves you." I say and Sydney exhales before reaching out for the baby.


    "He''s so tiny.¡± Sydney breaths out


    and a tear falls on the baby. I lift my


    hand to his face and wipe them. "Oh!


    My God!He''s got your eyes Izzy."


    Sydnexis so excited that I smilevand


    can ¡®tStop. You know that fu [Kblown


    sme that can''t go away until you


    f8@l your cheeks hurt? Yeah, that


    one.


    "So what''s his name?" I ask and he looks at me dumbly.


    "You waited for me to give you a name?¡± I nod and smile. That makes him smile too. I noticed he once searched for boy names when we were at the


    cottage.


    ¡°Aiden Matthew Kings." Sydney says and I look at him in shock.


    "M... Matthew?" I ask.


    "Yeah." He kisses the baby and calls him the same name. I hear a cry from the door and look up to see my mother. I go to her and hug her then move


    her close to my family.


    ¡°You don''t have to call him that.¡± I say and Sydney frowns.


    "You don''t like it?" He seems heartbroken and I move next to him.


    "I love it. 1... I just don''t know what to say." I try to exin.


    "Come here." Sydney says and my


    mother takes-the baby from him as I


    sit in front afhim. "I love you so


    much. My family took your dad away


    and what better way to remember


    him by? I don''t want to see yautin


    painzzy." Sydney says as he¡¯ kisses


    ne and I smile and kiss hist back.


    We look at my mum singfhg to Aiden


    as she smiles and Sydney hugs me.


    "I love you.¡± I tell him.


    "I love you.¡± Sydney replies and kisses the side of my head.

 Epilogue

    Epilogue


    Sydney''s POV


    Two Years Later


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    I peek and see my son Aiden pressing his fingers next to my ribs. I want tough but I hold it in. I wait for a few minutes before I get up suddenly and


    catch him off guard. He lets out a small scream before running out of the room knowing I''d follow him. And I do. I go to his room and pretend to look


    for him even though I know he''s under the bed.


    "Where is he?" Ask as I pretend searching until I pull him out as he screams. I ce him on the bed and start tickling him on the sides until as always.


    Izzyes and saves him.


    "Get off my baby you monster!" She shouts as she runs to us and we all fall to the bed.


    That is our usual mornings. Weugh and Izzy kisses Aiden on the cheek. "Breakfast is ready.¡± She announces as she gets up. Aiden jumps up runs


    out and weugh


    ¡°Aren''t you forgetting something?¡± I ask as I pull her to me. She grins and looks at me mischievously.


    "I don''t know. But I have this feeling that I''m forgetting something." She says with a straight face and I almost believe her. Almost.


    "Let me remind you then." I say as I pull her to me forcefully and kiss her with so much force. I realized a little force to Izzy is a major turn on as much


    as it to me so I never hold back. She kisses me back until we''re stopped by Aiden''s voice calling us. We stop kissing and rest our foreheads together.


    "Happy anniversary Mr Kings." Isabe breaths out and I smirk


    "All it took to remind you was a kiss Mrs Kings?" Sheughs and hits my chest yfully as she pulls away.


    "Aiden¡¯''s calling. Let''s go have breakfast." She starts walking and I pull her back to my chest.


    "Happy anniversary Mrs Kings. I love you so fucking much." I add the f word because I know she¡¯s going to scald me.


    "Mind yournguage. Aiden might hear you.¡± See?


    "I don''t fucking care. I just fucking love my dear wife." I tease her.


    "Fucking care.¡± Aiden repeats and my eyes widen. Uh ch! Isabe turns to me with a re and boy, she''s angry. She''s hot.


    "Fix that.¡± She hisses and storms out of the room. Aiden looks at me innocently and shrugs. And I carry him and sit on his bed with a serious


    expression


    "Aiden. Son. What you said. Don''t repeat it. It''s a bad bad word." Aiden only hums and and gets up. At least I''m done with that.


    "Let''s go get breakfast and apologize to mummy."


    We go to the kitchen and find Isabe eating her breakfast. I ce Aiden in his high chair and serve his food then go kneel next to Izzy.


    "Baby. I''m sorry. I won''t ever use that word again.¡± I say. "We''ll only in our room but not outside." I rify. Isabe continues ignoring me. And I sigh. I


    lock at Aiden as he continues eating.


    ¡°Aiden tell mummy what we talked about."


    "Don''t fucking care." My eyes widen again. This made it so worse. Isabe stops eatings and pushes her chair then gets up and leaves. Just in time


    as the door bell rings.


    I sigh and sit as Izzy gets the door. I hear Harry''s and Amelia''s voice talking to my wife as they head our way. They greet me and go to Aiden.


    ¡°Guess who''s spending the day with uncle Harry and aunty Amelia?" Amelia asks and Aiden jumps.


    "Me." She hugs him and Harry kisses his head. "Hey champ."


    Amelia and Harry got married four months ago and are two months pregnant. They separated for about a year until Harry decided to forgive her after


    Carolina, Isabe''s mum knocked some sense into him. He was shocked to hear Amelia was once married to a gangster but it turns out she was.


    ckmailed by Marko. Speaking of Marka, Isabe tortured him for twenty four hours five months after Aiden''s birth until she killed him.


    Bianca got out of the country and went back to Italy and started a new life. She said she wanted normal. I too wanted that. A normal life with Isabe


    and Aiden by my side. Anormal CEO with his CEO wife who share an office since we merged thepanies.


    Working with my wife by my side has been one of the best things that happened to me. Going to meetings together. Seeing her lead meetings with so


    much authority. A major turn on. And without forgetting, the office sex. What else can a man ask for?


    My mind travels back to a year ago when Isabe found guns in one of the drawers on the side of my closet. I had just finished bathing and she didn''t


    notice me. She held one of the guns and smiled. She unloaded it and pretended to aim and shoot.


    "Do you miss it?" I asked getting closer to her. She looked up startled and ced the gun back into the drawer and shut it closed.


    "We talked about this. We have Aiden now. We can''t risk his life." She said eloping my question. I moved closer to her until I hugged her.


    "You''re wet." She said and tried to get out of my embrace.


    ¡®I know." I answered back.


    "I miss it to. I miss the family. I miss everything. Sometimes I just want to go back to them." I revealed. Isabe went rigid in my arms before she


    turned slowly to face me.


    "Thanks for telling me that." She stood on her toes and kissed my lips. I took over kissing her how she loved. "The adrenaline is addictive. But what


    about Aiden. Or the kids toe?" Izzy asked and I released a sigh.


    "How about we keep this side of our life away from them? When they are old enough they can choose what they want. I was never given a choice but


    I want them to have it." Isabe smiled.


    "I''ll think about that. But now I have something better to do." She said as she kneeled down and took off my towel.


    "Sydney?" Isabe looks at me worriedly. I look at her and notice everyone looking at me. I chuckle nervously and get up then take my cup and te


    to the sink to rinse it. I notice Isabe following me.


    "Babe. Is there a problem? I forgive you for teaching Aiden the f word if you''re worried about that.¡± I grin at that and turn to her.


    ¡°Really?¡± She nods and looks up at me.


    "As long as I don''t hear it from him again." I knew there was an ¡®as long as¡¯ but I agree to her condition. "They should be leaving anytime soon." She


    says and I move closer to her.


    "And you''ll be mine today." I whisper next to her ear and she shivers. I love her body reactions to mine. Just as she loves mine to hers. Izzy says she


    going to get Aiden ready and she leaves as I load the dishwasher.


    I walk out and find Harry pulling


    Amelia by the chocker on Amelia''s


    neck. WhatsUp with these guys and


    chockers?4 wonder. When Ameliac>


    and Harry were apart I never saw>


    Amelia with one. Not that I cheeked


    but Moticed when they started


    daiir ng since Harry had a cing with


    the same jewelry and engravings.


    Hmm.


    I have to get ready for Isabe''s surprise date.


    "Where are we going?" Isabe asks for the hundredth time and I sigh. This woman! "Gimme a clue then.¡± I want tough. I folded her eyes with my


    tie since she would guess immediately if she saw.


    "It starts with a C." I say vaguely. And she snorts.


    "We''re going clubbing? It''s good I wore this sexy dress then.¡±


    "You''re sexy. You could go naked, I''d still want you. I''d even prefer you naked right now." I say with a smirk when I see her cheeks turn a crimson


    color.


    ¡°Touch¨¦.¡± Iugh at that. We still have ten minutes to get to our destination and so to take Isabe''s mind off questioning me I ask.


    "What''s up with Amelia and her chockers?" I notice Isabe¡¯s cheeks turn crimson again. Interesting


    "It shows people she''s Harry''s."


    furrow my eyebrows in contusion


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    "Oh!"


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    "We''re here." get out and run to her


    side and opes''the door then help her


    get up. I carry her bridal style and _~


    move towards the decorated <<


    cottag@and kick the door open)¡¯


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    "Oh my God!" Isabe exims and I smile. She loves it. "I should have known it was the cottage you were talking about.¡±


    I pull out a seat and shees and sits and I open the dishes. I serve her food and some wine then make sure there''s some soft music ying


    before sitting down


    "Wow babe." She still seems in awe and I smile. I love it when she calls me that.


    We eat while making small talk and enjoying each other''spany.


    When our meal is done, I increase the volume to the music and take her hand and we dance together. "I miss this ce." Isabe says and I hum in


    response enjoying her in my arms. I could live like this forever.


    ¡°You know what else I miss?" I ask huskily and I see her blue eyes dte.


    "What?"


    ¡°Your sexy pregnant ass walking in this house." I whisper next to her ear and she blushes. "We could work on that. Yes?"


    Izzy kisses my lips but before I kiss her back she stops and looks at me. She turns so her back is on my chest. She ces my arms on her neck and


    moves them seductively down to her stomach as she talks.


    "We could." She grinds herself on me making me release a groan. "But we already did it." My mind doesn''t register what she says for two minutes


    before I let go of her and turn her around.


    "We... We''re pregnant?" I ask hoping what I¡¯m thinking I heard is true. My eyes flicker towards the wine ss for half a second. She bites her lips and


    nods cing my hand on her t tummy.


    "We''re having twins baby. Happy anniversary honey."


    More like the best anniversary ever.


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