The Playboy's Marriage

Chapter Twenty Nine

~You're the reason I believe in fairytales~

Lopèz

I and Pedro immediately let go of each other the moment we saw Marquez, looking at my older brother I can see he has a lot of questions for me.

"What's with you two? fighting?". He sat on the couch with his legs crossed.

I cleared my throat and joined him,"Nope just conversing".

"Where's your wife?".

"Asleep,tired from work".Pedro replied before I could.

Marquez nodded and then faced me with a straight no expression face, it's hard to know what he's about to say or even what's he thinking.

"I thought you were really into modeling-",

"What?of course I am".

"Your recent behavior is saying otherwise! Modeling for Vogue,being on their cover is a huge opportunity for you.......how the fuck did you blew that off?!".

He snapped at me. I stood in front of him silently remembering this scene in my childhood, I was ten when I failed my exam paper and I was scared and nervous having to face and explain to Marquez about my failures.

"What happened?".He questioned.

"I got angry and had a fight with Luke-one of the models", I really don't wanna talk about it but I've no choice.

"He trashtalked Isabel".

"What?".Pedro and Marquez were in sync.

"The fuckin dick said Isabel is a fucking golddigger and a fucking slut........he was taught a lesson!".

Marquez arched a brow and slowly smiled at me, what the fuck is he smiling for now?.....he was looking so relaxed and proud.

"You defended Isabel?",Pedro asked me unbelievably.

"Of course I did! She's my fucking wife and I fucking love her!". I snapped at him.

Both Marquez and Pedro were so surprised to hear that from me, this is my first time saying this to anyone- I've never ever loved any woman; Isabel was my first.

Marquez wanted to confirm,not sure "You do?".

I nodded confidently. "I fucking do!".

He laughed- a very deep laugh that suggested humour and pride. Even his laugh is commanding.

"It's funny? I'm I funny?".

"The mayor's party is tomorrow's night",he stopped laughing abruptly and glanced at Pedro,"We should all honor his invitation".

He then glanced at me and stood up ready to leave,"Bring Isabel along".

I nodded curtly.

"Oh and.....inform Isabel to talk to her parents-especially her Dad".

"Why?".

He didn't answer me and just walked out while Pedro followed behind.

I sighed and relaxed. I'm glad he didn't really talked about my relationship with Isabel and fuck I'm so glad Isabel and Marquez didn't meet! Or else......

I quickly went to Isabel's room to check up on her, she was still fast asleep on the bed. She's such a rare jem, a beautiful sight to behold.......this woman's love is the most beautiful and greatest thing that has ever happened to me........I can't afford to tamper with it.

I touched her cheekbones and she shifted a bit muttering some words beneath her throat, she slowly opened her eyes.....

"P-pedro?...... Pedro",she calls.

I took a step back,why the fuck is she calling Pedro's name?! WHY PEDRO!!! WHY WERE THEY EVEN TOGETHER IN THE FIRST PLACE!!! IS HE TRYING TO LURE MY WIFE?

She gently held my wrist, "Lopèz....",

"Yes baby?".

"Don't go...... don't leave me".

I climbed on the bed and laid beside her patting her hair, "I'm not going anywhere luv and I'll never leave you baby".

"You sure?".

I nod. "You're always the first and last thing in this heart of mine........I love you to death Isabel".

She pecked me on the lips softly,"I love you too".

"I'm so sorry"..

She gazed at me,"What did you do?".

"I failed at the Vogue shoot,I was cancelled........ you'd hopes".

"I'm a fucking failure I know".

She shook her head at me and pecked me again on the lips,"No you're not".

"Yes I am".

"No Lopéz you're not, no matter what you do I'll still love you all thesame.......call me stupid but......I just can't help falling for you over and over again".

I chuckled,"I don't blame ya, I would too......have you seen me boo?".

She laughs."I'm also the prize too you know".

"Of course you're! You're always the prize cupcake". I kissed her on the forehead.

I passed my kisses to her eyes,then her nose and her soft rosy lips. "I love you Isabel".

She climbed on me and gazed, looking so unsure of something.

"What is it?".

"Nothing".

"Anyways, Marquez was here".

"Oh he was?".

I nod.

"He asked me to inform you to talk to your parents especially your father".

Her brows furrow together in confusion, "My parents?my dad?what is it about?".

I shrug.

"Maybe you should call....?",

"Hell no! I don't have parents anymore! I've disowned them a long time,I really don't care".

"You such a cute little liar".

She snorts in a very cute way, "I'm not lying! I really don't want to have anything to do with them".

I pushed her gently off me and pulled her closer to me instead,her hands played with my chest.

"You sure you won't have regrets baby?".

"Oh I know I won't.....now kiss me".

I smirk and laid kisses on her neck before planting a small deep kiss on her lips. I played with her breasts while her hands fumbled with my hair.

"Isabel I want you".

"I always want you Lopèz".

"I mean now blondie, I want you now".

I laid her on the bed and kissed her passionately, she moaned not releasing her hold on me as I started with her buttons.

The need to be inside of her is overwhelming.

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