The Playboy's Marriage

Chapter Twelve

~She wasn't waiting for a sword, she was waiting for a knight~

Isabel

I opened the door of the small reading library. I'm still amazed that this house I'll be permanently living in has a library! A place to read and think! I walked around it with a wide smile, this is the best part of the house! Marquez Fernandéz had me in mind when he bought this place,I just knew it! I'm gonna thank him later for it.

I picked out some books and novels I can read later,this is honestly a good distraction from Lopéz as well. My eyes clicked on of the best books of all times The great Gatsby!

"This is so exciting!".I giggled loudly.

I clicked on some other books as well when I heard a slow footstep coming forward. "Lopéz?".

I tried to move forward but I accidentally nudged a bookcase and it all fell down on me,"ouch". I groan.

"Are you okay?".

I raised up my face and saw Pedro in front of me and heaven knows I'll never stop admitting the fact that the Fernandéz men are really a creative and special work of art. I gaze at him; They all don't share a strong resemblance but a stranger can definitely tell they're brothers just by mere looking at them!

"Pedro....hi".I mutter.

"Isabel are you hurt?are you okay?",he repeated with so much concern that I've never seen on Lopéz face for me.

"Yeah I'm fine,really I am".

He heaved a relaxed sigh,"thank God.....did I scare you? I'm sorry".

"N-no you don't have to apologize really,I just thought it was Lopéz".I said.

"Oh". He quickly bent down to pick up the books and then he smiled-a gentle and soft smile,"The great Gatsby".

I felt surprise,"You've read it? it's literally the best!".

He stood up with a small nod."One of my favorites back then".

"Back then?it still is for me".I laughed and immediately stopped feeling conscious.

Your laugh is embarrassing.....I beg you don't stain my image

Lopéz voice rang a bell in my thoughts and I felt more conscious.

"Sorry for that".I immediately apologized.

"Sorry for what?for laughing?....no Isabel it's beautiful".

I gaze at him again and wondered how different Lopéz and Pedro are! My own husband told me how my laugh embarrassed him while his younger brother said it's beautiful.

I smiled. I blushed a bit too.

Lopéz stepped in unannounced."Oh shit this is a library?goddammit!".

"Marquez honestly can do better like why do I have a library in my home for heaven's sake?".

"A reminder that it's not just your home but ours and your older brother is actually very considerate",I snap at my irritated husband, "And this makes me want to ask- are you adopted?".

Pedro chuckled gently at my sarcastic question.

"Well that was rude".

I smirk,"Like you haven't been rude to me since the day we met".

I walked out proudly knowing I just savaged a whole Lopéz Fernandéz.

I went back to the living room and saw Kayla and Alfonso already talking,the dining table was already filled with food.