Isabella:I felt sick to my stomach and depressed at the thought of Terrence having a family. Following my heartbreak and how wild he is, it's not something I'm proud of, but it appears I've caught feelings for him, because that could only explain why I'm feeling this way.I want to scream and cry into my pillows for being so naive to think he wanted anything to do with me. Rowland is a fucking millionaire, but Terrence is a billonaire or a Trillonaire. Creekside is a small town in comparison to here, so Rowland's family thrived there. But this man has complete control over the city.I don't realize I should have called an uber in advance until I'm already outside the gate. For a while, I stand in frustration, unable to process my thoughts. My work starts tomorrow, and I'll have to face the fact that Terrence is married. Thank God I didn't have another panic attack like the other night; I'd only embarrass myself further.After a brief internal debate, I decide to walk. I figure it wil
"Tis the season to be jolly," they said, but all I got for the rest of the twelve days of Christmas was heartbreak. The only thing that makes my heartbreak worse is having to accompany my best friend Dora to her stupid party.Dora and I are polar opposites; unlike me, she didn't believe in true love, so she just had her heart broken once. She always warned me, but I always messed up, and I always came crawling back to her. I guess this was the final straw, and I needed it.I was fed up, and I had spent the previous three days sulking in bed, contemplating the best way to get back on my feet. I have to give it to her; either I'm done with men or I'm going to the streets. But who am I kidding? The streets aren't for me; I'm a lover girl who will most likely be crushed by love or something she believes to be love."Isa, hurry up; he'll be here shortly!" I hear Dora's voice in the hallway as she walks down to the room where I was staying. She agreed to let me live with her for the new yea
When I look up at him, his eyes engulf me. My gaze wanders to the perfectly sculpted jaw and the perfectly shaped nose that sat in between. Then there were his plump lips, which defined his face."We should clean that up,"I snap out of my reverie when I hear his baritone voice in my ears.I suddenly realize I've been staring at him for a few seconds. My face flushes immediately, and I want to run away.He looks at the jumble he's made of my body. Fortunately, my clothes had a large opening in the front that kept the wine from getting into my dress. A good portion of the wine had spilled on my chest and bulging cleavages. Then I notice him looking at me with what appears to be a smirk on his face, and I suddenly want to melt and die."Jewelry from Langston," he says, and I look down at the necklace that hangs on my chest."Yea… I received it as a New Year's gift from my ex-boyfriend last year, and can you believe he just broke up with...""I should probably stop talking," I tell him as