"So how's Taylor?" Simon asked.
"She's definitely nice. Well, I accompanied her to the mall earlier since she told me that she will be going to mall and she needs my accompany."
"She's not that nice. Sometimes she's a spoiled brat." He said and ate his stake that is cooked by Isabella.
They continued to have dinner and they have conversations until they were done eating.
Isabella wore her favorite lingerie. Its cottony and soft. She is ready to sleep.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Coming." She said and opened the door and reveals Simon.
"Anything you need?"
"I need you now."
Her heart raced foolishly.
He immediately entered her room and stared at her.
He cupped her cheeks and starred inti her mesmerizing eyes. He held her waist and pressed her small frame into him.
"Simon." She whimpered
He kissed her passionately and both fire ignited in both of them......
......
Isabella woke up in the morning when she feels that Simon plays through her hair and she noticed that they’re both naked.
Memories went back last night. They made love.
“Simon.”
“Yes.” He replied mesmerized by her beauty.
“I....” she hesitated.
Is it the right time now to confess? She asked herself.
I should tell him now right.
“I love you.” She said straight.
Looking into his expression, his face suddenly turned enigmatic.
“Simon. Do you hear me?”
He instantly stood up as if he was disgusted. Is he?
“Simon.... “ she called out.
“Isabella. Stop the illusion. You're getting creepy.”
“How come I'm creepy? Is confessing my love creepy to you Simon?” she asked as she feel bad about herself.
“That doesn't exist you woman.” He spat and got dressed with his discarded clothes and left Isabella like a piece of trash.
She didn't noticed her tears run down to her. But of course, the pain is what she feels. She felt so stupid loving.
Maybe he still needs time to acknowledge.... she assured herself.
Or he really don’t love me??? She asked in confusion. She mentally shook her head.
No. He just need time to realize. She assured again.
But still her heart clenched roughly and can't stop but crying. She sometimes get tired of loving. But now she said it, there's no going back.
........
“I’m so excited for planning! By the way Darling Isabella, tomorrow, we'll talk to a designer for your gown, then tomorrow we should start planning for the wedding. I think beach wedding would be stunning!” Monica, Simon's mother said Excitedly.
“Mom. Let's just make the wedding simple. The venue will be in a court. Don't invite anyone just our family.” He said firmly.
His mom suddenly looked worried and curious.
“Is there any problem darling?” His mom asked.
“No. But it's disgusting to have that too much extravagant wedding.” He said sternly.
“No darling it's not. Your wedding will only happen once so make the most of it.” His mom protested.
Isabella was just staring at the convo. Of course she wants the wedding to be extravagant. Its every girl's dream and she felt bad about it. But if Simon doesn't want it, then she wont be protesting anymore. She is trying to portray an obedient wife.
“Darling, the wedding would be grand so we will be expecting the most luxurious wedding ever. The wedding will never be simple and that's final.” His mom argued.
“Its my wedding and my decision! You can't force me of what I want! If you keep on insisting on that and I will not marry anyone!” He stood up and left. Leaving only Isabella alone with his family.
Since the event earlier in the morning, Simon became distant to Isabella. He must've freaked out inside him. She sighed in the thought. She should’ve tell him in the right time.
“Mom. Are you okay?” she asked Monica who looked so disappointed.
“Yes dear. I am just disappointed of Simon's behaviour. Of course as a woman, you wanted a fairy-tale wedding. I'm so worried about you.”
“It's definitely alright mom. As long as Simon and I will be married, it's all that matters.”
"Oh Isa.... I don't know how you stay nice for this case. Simon is so lucky to have you. I hope he don't do a regretting mistake of hurting you." Monica said while hugging Isabella.
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A Deal With The Devil
रोमांसAre you willing to take the risk in the name of love? Love is like a gambling game. You have to take the risk even you don't know what the consequences will be if you lose. Even if you can't afford to lose... Are you going to enter in the game? Me...
