FRAGILE : A Lovestory

Maria - 18

Trigger warning : Depiction of strong language, abuse, sexual assault, violence.

Christian's POV :

I stepped out of the house, but my mind lingered on Isabella. Despite trusting Will, I knew he had a temper and a questionable attitude toward women. As a notorious playboy, he often objectified them.

I hoped he wouldn't treat Isabella poorly, but I entrusted him with this task because of his exceptional ability to handle high-pressure situations. He was capable of taking down a group of people single-handedly.

If anyone were to attack the mansion in my absence, I'm confident Will would be able to swiftly take control of the situation.

"We're here!" Fred announced, exiting the van. We made our way to our base. Upon entering the dimly lit room, I spotted Mr. Lee seated beneath the central light source, ready with a plan.

"What's the situation?" I asked, taking a seat in a nearby armchair, with Fred joining me.

"Ray and his team are captured," Mr. Lee replied. "They're trying to extract information, but as expected ray and the team are not saying anything." I clenched my jaw at the thought of my team enduring the torture.

I studied the map of our industrial area where the incident occurred.

"We deployed a drone a while ago," Mr. Lee continued. "And?" I asked calmly, eyes closed. "They're everywhere - at every entrance and surrounding walls. They were well-prepared to overtake your position, just like Ray said."

"What about the secret door?" I inquired. "What do you think? Ofcourse It is well hidden" Fred chuckled at my words, "No one can hunt better in a tiger's forest than the tiger itself."

It was already 1 am, and our discussion was far from over. Despite the intense planning, my thoughts kept drifting back to Isabella. With the wedding just a day away, I needed to wrap things up by tomorrow to keep my promise to her.

Next day ~

Location : Christian's Mansion

Isabella's POV :

I woke up early, no one needed to nudge me awake. I was side awake all night, unable to catch a wink of sleep.

Despite having no appetite, my foodie instincts compelled me to refuel and silence my growling stomach. I figured I could finish breakfast and retreat to my bedroom before Will emerged from his room.

The kitchen was deserted when I arrived. I checked the kitchen hallways and store room, but she was nowhere to be found.

Just as I was about to leave, Will suddenly appeared behind me and said flatly, "Good morning," before heading downstairs. I trailed behind him to the phone booth while he went straight to the kitchen.

After searching for Maria's number in the register - she wasn't listed - Will reappeared and demanded, "There's no one in the kitchen, serve me breakfast!"

I shot him a stern look, furrowing my eyebrows. "I'm not your servant."

He shrugged nonchalantly, "It'd be better if you just listened to me," and headed to the dining area.

I sighed and followed, and we had breakfast - though I didn't eat much.

Afterward, Will went off to play games, and I took care of washing the dishes.

Maria came to the kitchen. "Where were you?" I asked, my worry evident in my voice.

I had been frantically searching for her everywhere, and she had just disappeared without a word. I had even asked the guards who were stationed around the house, but they hadn't seen her.