Lovers in California: Held For Ransom

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--Isabelle's POV--

Sunday 3:15pm

"Isabelle?!" I heard a voice call for me from what I think was the landing upstairs. "Belle, where the hell are you?"

I was sat down on a stool at the breakfast bar in the kitchen, peacefully reading a magazine. "In the kitchen!" I called back while chuckling slightly.

Seconds later, my boyfriend Nathan, came strolling into the kitchen looking as smug as ever. I closed my magazine and looked up at him with that whole "what do you want" face. He just strolled over and leant on the breakfast bar opposite from me. I guess he wanted me to ask what he was up to.

"Why do you look so smug?" I asked and tilted my head slightly, as if I was trying to work it out.

"Do I?" He replied, I just nodded. "Oh nothing... I just uh... Hey, whatcha reading?" He said changing the subject and then slid the magazine over to him, pretending to look interested in it.

I quirked my eyebrow slightly and slid the magazine back over to me. "You're up to something, I can tell."

"Ok fine!" He stood up and held his hands up in the air, "you caught me."

"Well spit it out then!"

"I have a surprise for you later" he replied and winked.

"Oh yeah? What kinda surprise?"

"Oh right, I'll just tell you the surprise now, yeah?" He said sarcastically. I just rolled my eyes at this, "Anyway, I gotta go do some work, I'll be in my office if you need me."

"Mmkay, I'll cya later" I said while opening my magazine to where I was before and carried on reading.

Nathan turned around to head back out to go to his office when he suddenly ran up to me quickly and kissed me on the cheek. Before I even realised what he had done, he was already running out of the kitchen while shouting "I love you, byeeee!"

I just chuckled to myself, he was crazy but god did I love him.

I'll explain a bit about Nathan and I just in case anyone hasn't read our previous story "Revenge". Nathan, as you know by now, is my boyfriend. He's 6ft tall, in good shape, very handsome, and probably the nicest guy I know. He's now 35 years old, which is a little gap compared to me, who's just turned 26 - but age is just a number, right? However, he is starting to go a little grey already... but I think it suits him. He has quite a high paid job where he travels around from time to time, having meetings and such.

My name's Isabelle, but I often get called Belle. As I said, I'm 26 years old and I'm 5"6. I have golden blonde hair which comes down to the middle of my back, so it's quite long. Nathan and I work out together, so I'd like to say I have a nice figure and I definitely do my squats *wink wink*. I'm a hairdresser and I have my own salon, which I've had for about 2 years now - with the help from Nathan.

We met about 6 years ago through friends and ever since then we've just been obsessed with each other. We live in a nice sized small mansion in a quiet area on the coastline of California. Nathan is originally from Canada, but moved down to California because of work. Therefore, all of his family live up in Canada and he rarely sees them. I, on the other hand, am actually originally from England. I moved to California, kind of for better opportunities but mainly because I've always wanted to live here. However, I don't have much of a family, my mum sadly passed away when I was 19 and my dad left us when I was born. I didn't have any siblings and I didn't really talk to any of my other relatives. So I can safely say Nathan and I rely on each other a lot.