IsaacI look at all the rings bought by our jeweller. I lean back on the chair and eye jeweller's timid figure.“This shit you call the masterpiece?" I asked calmly. All the rings he showed are nothing else just pieces of shit.“You didn't like it, sir?" He asked, petrified. I give him a straight face. Who would even like this shit?“I will bring a new set, for you sir." He instantly offers.“No need. You can leave." I mutter, vexed by his collection of rings.“But sir, Senior Rodriguez has ordered me to have you get finalized a ring today only." I glare at him. He gets the idea and starts packing his rings to leave.Now dad is urging for a ring. Has his anger come down? Yesterday night he was throwing tantrums about how I am going against my grandfather's promise.I know if grandfather was alive today he would agree with this, since I am his one and only grandson. Besides, grandfather wanted an alliance with his best friend's family and Roxanne is their daughter.At first I agreed fo
Isaac“I will not be coming here tomorrow…." I look up from my computer to see Roxanne stepping in. “or even the day after tomorrow. No scratch that, I will not come here for a few days."I lean back as I eye her figure dressed in straight pants and black crop top. And I must say black looks good on her. Her hair pulled up in a messy high pony.I lift my eyebrow in question. She rolled her eyes and I bit my lip to stop the laugh. She trudges towards me and bangs her palm on the table.“I think you didn't hear what I said clearly, right?" I nod my head innocently. My eyes fall down, at her pale skin of belly, peeking through her crop top.I don't know how many people must have eyed that.“I said that I will not be coming here for a few days. I am fed up. I can't cope up in this place anymore." She says.My hold on my chair tightens.“Do you need anything else to keep you entertained here? I will get it prepared." I say with suppressed anger.“No, I don't need anything to keep myself en
RoxanneI grab the waffle. I wanted that yesterday. I had the craving to eat it yesterday but I can't be ungrateful if he has got this for me. Besides, it looks tempting.I take a first bite and a moan ripples through me. With the chunks still in my mouth I turn towards him to find his eyes already on me.Whenever I find his eyes on me, I always get nervous. “Um, where did you get this from? It's very good." I say. “My chef made it. If you want he will be happy to make more for you, since I don't eat those things he rarely gets to make it." I nod my head as I take another bite. “Why don't you come and live with me? In that way you can have these everyday." I look at him with a straight face.Without giving him an answer I got back to eating.“God, I am full." I say, to no one in particular.“Who wouldn't be?" I send a glare to Isaac. With a dramatic flick of my hair, I get on my feet. I eye the mess made by me. Bending, I start collecting the cardboards.“You don't have…." His voice
Isaac“Love, your hell is with me, then where are you going?“What do you think? That I would wait and witness my sister's desheavelead condition? No thanks." She snaps.She twists her wrist to get it free so I bend her hand behind her and push her body towards me. A whimper erupts through her body.“You can leave after you do one thing." I replied.Today has turned into a mess because of Emily's appearance. But I do have to admit I have never seen Emily like that. But I can't forget that because of Emily, the already sour relationship between me and Roxanne has turned more sour.I had made Emily understand the very day I had announced my change of plans and she took it nicely stating how she can do anything for me.“Fucking, leave me. I am in no mood for your talks." She shouts.I click my tongue in annoyance. Already Emily's words are still fresh in my brain and I doubt they were wrong. Whatever she said about Roxanne is hundred percent true. “Stop squirming. It will not take you
Roxanne“How come you don't have any dress?" Mom shouts from my closet. “Hey, mom, how is sis doing?" I asked. Mom ambles out of the closet with a few dresses in her hand. I don't even know where she got those as I don't remember having those.“She is good." She answers with divided attention. “Why do you ask?"“Nothing." I look away for a flip second. “And do I really have to go? You can just go with Mrs Rodriguez and choose a dress. It's not like I have an eye for dresses."Tomorrow is my engagement. It doesn't mean anything to me. It's like a burden to me, which is bestowed on me unwillingly.“Are you out of your mind Roxanne? That would be so disrespectful. And there has been a change of plans. We are going to Beverly Hills." She arranges those three dresses on the bed side by side.“Why?" I grab all of my hair, behind my head. I amble towards the dressing table and grab the band and secure it high on my head in a ponytail.Since they are thick, they trouble me a lot. Sometimes
Roxanne“You look beautiful, love." I look up at Isaac and give him a poker face. “Give me a smile. You look marvellous when you smile."“I will smile when I get rid of you. Maybe…." I give him a smile. “then you will see me smiling. Genuinely."His face falls and his hold on my palm increases. I wince.“You are hurting me." That snaps him out and his hold loosens. I have seen how he gets affected by my pain, maybe someday I will use that against him.I look around at the people present in the hall. Many of them are from his side. My eyes catch Mr Rodriguez talking with some people along with dad.He was not that happy with Isaac's decision I guess because when he came to congratulate us he had said to Isaac what a big mistake he is making by marrying me. Among them I saw a man maybe in his late twenties or early thirties. Among all of them he was the only, who looked like he could be somewhere else than here. With shoulder length hair in a half bun, he looked handsome. I look away w
Isaac“I can't wait, love. Today you will become mine in every way." I say. My head leaned back on the head of the chair.I can't wait to finally make her my wife in front of the whole world. And finally I can fuck her. I don't know how much I had to control myself. She fucking has no idea.“Did you call me to tell me this?" I laugh. She really hasn't changed all these years. She is still the same but she doesn't hate me that much. And she even calls me to eat and she sometimes dresses up for me. That's progress. And she doesn't complain about being in my office anymore. And my mansion kind of became her second home with the way she lives in it.“Uh-Ha." She groans from the other side. “From your persistent calls I had to be so embarrassed in front of those ladies. I am hanging up." She spats. I want to bite her lips hard for talking like that but just like every time I take it as a joke.“What did I do?" I asked innocently. “Since my wife didn't think of calling me even once I had
IsaacI reached my mansion. Alexa, the head maid, and the person closest to Roxanne among all the people of this mansion meets me at the entrance.“I want the whole mansion empty." I grit out. I amble towards the bar and settle on a stool. I lit a cigarette and started smoking.In the evening I got a call from dad. I picked it up.“I have found Roxanne….." my heart starts thudding loudly. “She is intelligent, I must say, but she doesn't know who we are."“What do you mean?" I asked, impatient.He laughs. “She was hiding in her own house with that bitch friend of hers, Brent. My men were searching for her in the whole city like crazy and she was just here."I clench my fist. That Brent boy will also be doomed.“Send her here." I grit out.“Already on her way, son. And you better make her learn what is….." I end the call before he can complete his sentence.I tilt my head up as I rub the bud of the cigarette on the ashtray.Very smart, Roxanne. Very smart. Now your hell will begin, love