Chapter 2

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Isabelle’s POV

By the time our sixth class ended, I felt completely drained. College was exhausting, and sitting through back-to-back lectures made my brain feel fried. So, when Jess and I finally made it to the cafeteria for lunch, I was beyond relieved. We found an empty table near the large windows, and I slumped into my chair while Jess grabbed two trays of food. I wasn’t even that hungry, but my stomach betrayed me by growling loudly. Ryan wasn’t with us today. He had football practice. Not that I minded. Jess kept me entertained with her nonstop chatter. "So, Izzy, we’re going to the mall after this," Jess announced excitedly, taking a bite of her sandwich. I raised an eyebrow. "Why?" She gave me a duh look. "Because you have a date, and you need something sexy to wear." I groaned, already regretting telling her about my plans with Ryan.


"I don’t get why girls make such a big deal out of shopping. I could wear any old dress. It’s just a date," I said, taking a sip of my lemonade. Jess gasped dramatically, placing a hand on her chest. "Shut up, bitch! It’s not just a date. Who knows? Maybe tonight’s the night you lose your virginity." I choked on my drink, coughing as I glared at her. "Jessica!" She burst into laughter. "What? It’s possible!" Rolling my eyes, I sighed. "I swear, you have a one-track mind." She smirked. "And you have a dirty one, admit it." I shook my head. "Virginity isn’t some sacred thing that makes a girl pure, Jess. To me, it’s just about waiting for someone you love and trust." Jess nodded, suddenly serious. "I get it. But if Ryan ever tries anything, just know I’ll hunt him down." I smiled at her protective nature.



"Noted." Then her mischievous grin returned. "Also, we’re going to Victoria’s Secret." I groaned. "No way in hell am I going there."Oh, you are going. That’s final," she declared, grinning like the devil. I crossed my arms. "Jess, I swear....." She just laughed. "You’ll give in, Izzy. You always do." I huffed but knew she was right. At exactly 4 PM, we arrived at the mall. We had plenty of time before my date since Ryan was picking me up at 8. Jess wasted no time, darting from store to store while I trailed behind. She bought multiple dresses, excitedly showing them off, while I only picked out one. Shopping had never been my thing, and I hated spending too much money on clothes.
But Jess? She lived for it. After what felt like forever, she finally dragged me into Victoria’s Secret. I stood in the middle of the store, feeling completely out of place as Jess rummaged through different lingerie sets.


"Izzy, try this one!" She held up a red lace bra. I groaned. "Jess, I don’t even like shopping for normal clothes. Why would I buy lingerie?" She grinned. "Because it makes you feel confident! And Ryan will love it." I facepalmed. "You’re impossible." Still, I reluctantly grabbed a few dark-coloured pieces, knowing she wouldn’t let me leave otherwise. Once we finished, we headed home, arriving at 7 PM. That meant I had only an hour to get ready. I rushed into the bathroom, turning on the shower. The warm water relaxed my sore muscles as I lathered myself with my favourite rose-scented shower gel. After rinsing off, I wrapped myself in a towel and stepped out. Blow-drying my hair quickly, I decided to let it fall naturally. Then, I slipped into my new dress, a black silk one that hugged my figure in all the right places. It's simple yet elegant, just the way I liked it. At 7:50, I heard a knock on the door.
Jess peeked out the window and whistled. "Damn, Izzy. Ryan looks hot tonight."

I rolled my eyes but smiled. Before I left, Jess smirked. "Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do." I snorted. "That doesn’t leave much." She just winked. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door. Ryan stood there, looking devilishly handsome. He wore black jeans and a dark blue shirt, his veiny arms on full display. His chiselled jaw and tousled brown hair made my heart flutter. "Wow," he murmured, his eyes scanning me from head to toe.



"You look breathtaking, babe." I smiled. "You’re not so bad yourself." He grinned before leaning in to kiss my cheek. "Shall we?" I nodded, taking his hand as we headed to his car. As we drove, I turned to him. "So, where are we going?" He smirked. "You’ll see." I pouted. "Ryan." He chuckled. "Patience, love." After half an hour, we arrived at a beautiful restaurant. It had dim lighting, soft music, and a romantic ambience. Ryan pulled out my chair for me before sitting down. As we ate, we talked about random things.....college, football, future plans. Ryan’s hand found mine across the table, his thumb gently stroking my skin. But then... I felt it. A pair of eyes watching me. I shifted uncomfortably, glancing around, but I didn’t see anyone suspicious. "Something wrong?" Ryan asked. I forced a smile. "No, just my imagination." Then, out of nowhere, a low growl echoed through the air. Ryan frowned. "What was that?" I blinked.


"I... I don’t know. Maybe an animal outside?" He shrugged but seemed uneasy. After finishing dinner, Ryan paid the bill, and we left the restaurant hand in hand. The night air was cool as we walked along the beach, the waves crashing gently against the shore. Then, Ryan stopped and turned to me, excitement in his eyes. "Izzy, I have something to tell you." I raised an eyebrow. "What is it?" He smiled. "For your birthday, I’m taking you to Paris." I gasped, my hands flying to my mouth. "Are you serious?" He nodded. "I already booked everything. I know how much you love travelling, and I wanted to make it special." Tears of happiness pricked my eyes. Overwhelmed with joy, I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him. His arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer.


But just as I was getting lost in the moment... A loud, angry voice shattered the peaceful night.

"MINEEEE!"

My entire body froze. That voice... It was deep, menacing, and filled with an unnatural possessiveness. A shiver ran down my spine as I turned around. And when I saw a guy standing there in the dark, my blood ran cold.

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Oh no, what's going to happen now? Who's he? How will Isabelle react on this ? why is he claiming izzy ?

Read more to find out ♡

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