Isabella Rose was fed up. Between being a stay at home MILF whose identity quickly became consumed by taking care of her children, to being completely ignored by an overworked husband and what felt like everyone around her, Isabella was looking for...
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YEAR THREE. NEW YEARS EVE.
Isabella's POV.
"Go take a bath Isabella. I ran you a nice one and opened the balcony up so you could enjoy the fireworks while you wait on me. I'll be in there as soon as I finish cleaning up in the kitchen."
"Baby you're so fucking sweet I can't even take it sometimes."
"Just spoiling what's mine with the only thing I can at this point... God knows you can buy whatever the fuck you want now, you trust fund baby." Caine laughed.
"Oh whatever Caine you know I hate that term....Our kids are maybe, I'm just a little old innocent housewife." I grinned.
"I love our little Brady bunch Isabella. Ready to make another one?" He smirked devilishly.
"STOP. You have got to stop ha ha ha. Jax is barely three months old!!" I laughed and shook my head.
"Honestly.. I don't even have to say anything about it. You'll just keep getting filled up whether you like it or not." He growled.
"Ahhhhh! Ha Ha Ha. Goodbye daddy- off to the bath before I get pregnant again." Caine chuckled.
As I sat in the bathtub reflecting over my crazy little life it really blew me away. I've really never been happier. I never thought that I'd remarry yet here I am, married and handcuffed. Caine and I now have a total of six in our family. We had two little boys of our own after moving to Paris full time, King and Jax, who are inseperable. They remind me so much of the closeness between Abigail and Reign. And no shocker there, little Guenevere continues to boss the shit out of all of them. But beautiful little Joseph is always that loving big brother she always needed, to show her what it means to be kind. Don't tell anyone, but Joseph is my favorite these days. As for Gueny? That girl I swear, she drives everyone crazy sometimes. But she's so stinking cute you just let her live.
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My life is as you could expect it to be, filled with car pools and school, packing lunches, diapers, all the normal things a housewife does from day to day, I'm just in Paris now. It may sound boring to the average person, but trust me. Even when it's not New Years Eve, the fireworks are constantly going off around here. I feel so fulfilled now, I'm so happy I have to pinch myself sometimes. I don't feel like I'm doing it alone this time around. motherhood or being married I mean. And I couldn't be happier to call myself Caine's wife.
As you know, Dick met his fateful end back in New York at Jay's apartment the same day I almost met mine. When cops came calling, questioning if I knew anything about the ordeal a week later, I simply mentioned that I had met his disgruntled lover in the work place, but that I didn't know much else. And as far as Jay goes, I never circled around to find out whether or not he followed Ivy's crazy orders to off himself. The cops said the apartment was empty outside of finding Dick once I reported him missing. Caine and I knew we were in the clear with that one, so I packed up my entire life, and got the fuck outta dodge with no hesitation. And would I ever get another nanny you may ask? Especially now that I have six rather than three? The answer, is FUCK NO.
"Ready for me?" Caine came walking into the bathroom excitedly, already stark naked.
"Mmmmm I'll never get over that view daddy. Come get me." I cooed sexily.
Caine climbed into the bathtub and faced me so that we could chat, while he rubbed on my feet beneath the water.
"So I was thinking about something." Caine said with a mischievous grin.
"WHAT." I squinted my eyes smiling back at him.
"I think it's time you knocked the dust off that little Discord of yours..."
"WHAT?" I repeated for now a second time.
"Yeah... If we're really taking a break from having anymore kids right now, let's start getting into a little bit of trouble..." He smirked.
"What kind of trouble?" I smiled behind my champagne flute as I took a sip.
"The trouble you used to fantasize about when we first started chatting... something about me, and some hot friends?" His eyes were lit up with excitement. Or maybe it was the fireworks. Either way I was ready to attack him again.
I sat my champagne flute down on the ground outside of the tub, and I crawled over into Caine's lap sexily.
"I'll think it over. Give me three to five business days." I cooed.
He wrapped a hand around my throat and squeezed on it sensually.
"You'll do what I tell you to do little girl. That body's mine anyway." He growled.
"Guess its back to Discord I go then huh... guess I really don't have a choice in the matter..." I giggled.
"That's exactly right Isabella. You know you lost all of your free will years ago. You are mine and you always will be. Now sit on this cock and ride me like a good little girl should."
And so I did.
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