His One and Only

A Normal Day...?

I entered the room and saw Ethan typing away on his computer. Should I just come later? Before I could even process it, my lips started moving.

"U-Um, I-I wanted to a-ask you s-something," I said to get his attention which worked as his head snapped up, his eyes wide and twinkling.

"Izzy! What brings you here? Come and take a seat," he said with a smile and I let myself smile a little. I went and took a seat opposite him.

"I-I wanted to a-ask if it w-would be alright w-with you if I-I went to v-visit my aunt?" I said with my eyes trained on the desk and hands wringed together in my lap.

"That's not even a question, Izzy. We can go tomorrow if you want but you will have to tell me the address right now so I can arrange everything," he said in kinda professional tone and I felt my lips tug upwards at the corners.

Wait, did he say, 'we'?

"O-oh, s-sure. It's..." I told him the address and he noted it down on a sticky not as we fell into a comfortable silence.

I didn't want to leave yet but I wasn't sure if he would be ok with me staying there.

"Izzy, I want to talk to you about something very important tonight, so wait for me, ok? I have a meeting now, so I will see you later," he said out of nowhere and I quickly nodded.

'Does he really just wanna "talk"?' Liz said and I blushed tomato red.

'Control your tongue, Liz!'

"O-Of course," I said as I stood up and left his office. When I stepped out of his office, I realized that my heart was racing and I stopped to slow it down.

Now to wait for tonight.

***

I went back to the room and sat down on the bed with a huff. Exploring was tiring and Drake said that we hadn't even explored half of it.

'Should I take a shower or should I take a shower?' I asked Liz.

'You should take a shower,' she answered with what I wanted to hear.

'Well, you didn't give me a choice, did you?' I laughed and went to the washroom for a short relaxing shower.

After my shower, I wrapped the soft, fluffy towel around me and went to the closet.

The shopping bags were neatly placed in a corner of the closet room. I went through them and pulled out some underwear and clothes.

As I was doing that, the door to the room opened and my face paled. I slowly stood up and reached for the door handle to close the door when a low growl froze me.

I started shivering as I raised my shaky eyes to meet with Ethan's gold orbs which were swirling with black. I felt my cheeks burn like they were on fire.

I tried to close the door but he stopped me and I looked down.

What was he doing?!

"L-Let m-me p-put on s-some clothes," I said and he, instead of answering, just growled. This time a little louder.

'Please don't hit me. Please don't hit me. Please don't hit me. Please don't hit me. Please don't hit me,' I prayed from the bottom of my heart.

His hand grabbing my wrist brought me out of my intense praying and I felt my heart thumping against my ribs.

"What is all of this?!" He almost yelled in my face and I felt my heart drop. I was done for. Why did I think he was different again?

"Tell me, Isabelle," he said, a little less louder and I shook my head.