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...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
WEEK NO. 10. DAY NO. 5. STILL THURSDAY. 1:12 PM.
Isabella's POV.
As Caine and I stood in the hotel lobby of where we would be staying for at least the next few days, I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He intrigued me so much. He was standing there, staring down at me, with his phone pressed between his ear, and his shoulder, having a conversation with someone back in Paris. I had no idea what was being said, but honestly I didn't even care. His eyes continued to burn a hole into mine, as his hand continued to clamp down and lock itself around my wrist. It felt like a literal representation of a handcuff... and I was soaking. I had never experienced anything like that. I've held hands, I've locked arms... but I've never had a person literally bound themselves to me by my wrist, refusing to remove it while they stared at me. By the time we made it through the lobby, into the elevator, and through the threshold of our hotel suite, I felt like I was ready to attack. Caine continued his conversation once we were inside, and it felt like he was toying with me sexually. As he continued chatting, he shoved me backwards, until the back of my legs hit the front of the bed and he shoved me down into a seated position. He then freed my wrist, leaned down and kissed the top of my head, and disappeared into the bathroom and shut the door without saying a word.
DADDY'S Pov. [Just kidding. Kind of. It's Caine.]
"Non, je te l'ai dit. En aucun cas, Joseph n'est autorisé à passer la nuit chez Ashley, maman." [No I told you. Under no circumstances is Joseph allowed to stay the night at Ashley's, Mom.]
"Elle est ici maintenant, mon fils. Ils avaient l'air de passer un si bon moment que je-" [She's over here now son.. they seemed to be having such a nice time I-]
"Je m'en fous. Elle pourrait être défoncée en ce moment même. Elle ne se présente pas comme ça à l'improviste. A-t-elle trouvé une excuse pour fouiller dans mes conneries ?" [I don't give a fuck. She could be high right now as we speak. She doesn't just show up unannounced like that. Did she make an excuse to go through my shit?]
