Broken Laws of Attraction

Chapter 21: A Kiss is a Lovely Trick.

'More than kisses, letters mingle souls'

~John Donne

As Kaira slams, those doors behind her Isaac's heart drops. Where is she going? Why did she just leave me behind here with the leader of the French Mafia? 

She just left saying nothing. Just like this morning. When Isaac woke up he instantly realised he was on the sofa and Kaira was nowhere to be seen. He marched into the bathroom, she wasn't there. He heard a distant muffling sound in the closet so he walks in to see Kaira saying she is going out to someone on the phone. Isaac immediately is intrigued and wants to know where she is going. But Kaira doesn't say anything about it she just hands him the folder and kisses him! And runs off. 

Not surprising him gets into a mess with the brunette girl. Her scream shooked the whole house, Isaac almost thought it was Kaira, he had dropped everything and ran out of his room in the direction of where the scream came from. Isaac had to contain a straight face when he sees Kaira rubbing her head and another woman sprawled on the floor. Right behind him running came Clement and his wife with a face full of horror. Isaac didn't say anything throughout the whole scene, he definitely could feel Kaira's glaring red eyes on him but kept his eyes hardened and cold. 

Isaac is brought back to the present by Clement's voice, once Kaira left.

"Why did you let her go?" Clement's voice booms behind him. Isaac turns to face him.

"She is my wife." Isaac simply states," I trust her." Clement scoffs at this. "She is going to see another man." he taunts Isaac.

This statement angered him in a way he couldn't understand yet, Isaac clenches his fist. "Why would you think that?" Isaac spat.

"The way she dressed, the way she was hiding the names of her friends," Clement explains in immense detail. "But don't worry I know exactly what to do. Follow me." He leads Isaac to his study, which he unlocks with a passcode, Isaac's eyes catch the numbers Clement clicks and gets suspicious as that seemed too easy to figure out. The whole room had pictures of men over the past hundred years. He red oak desk was at the back of the room with two brown velvet chairs placed in front of it. Behind his was a towering painting of Clement, his wife and daughter.

His daughter is exceptionally beautiful, her blue eyes to her wavy chocolate brown hair that framed her delicate round face. Even with such beauty, she didn't have that power over Isaac like Kaira. Kaira's intense dark eyes, her raven straight hair when tied up, displaying the strong, high cheekbones face of hers. Everything about Kiara put Isaac in trance.

Like last night, Isaac doesn't know what came over him. Holding Kaira's hand telling her he is there for her surprised him too. He never was that, kind of a man. Isaac had always followed his Uncle's teachings, Isaac never went against those rules since he was 15. But for the first time in 10 years, he let himself care, care for a woman who no one had cared for in a very long time. He hates it, he hates that he is caring for a woman that can never feel the same way. Kaira didn't treat Isaac like a King but instead always gave him the cold shoulder no one had dared to do since he became one of the powerful men in America. 

"Mr Brown!" Clement's voice awoke Isaac from his thoughts, "Are you listening?"

"Um... Yes of course." Isaac agrees enthusiastically. Clement claps his hands, smiling.

"Perfect, my daughter will come to your room around 4 pm." Isaac ears could not believe what this man had said. What did I agree to? 

"I'm sorry what?" Isaac exclaims, Clement clearly shocked by his reaction as no one has reacted so weirdly to his daughter. 

"Mr Brown, My daughter will be coming to your room to discuss the business," Clement explains with a rough voice. 

"Right!" Isaac nods, "Of course, I will be ready." Isaac gives Clement handshake before walking out of the office noticing the camera in the right-hand corner of the office. He notes that in his brain to tell Kaira. 

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Boredom.

Boredom had struck Isaac hard. Isaac is sticking in their room. Kaira is still missing and he hasn't heard from her from. Still. It is about to be 4 and Isaac has to repeatedly rub his palms on his trousers because of the sweat that is forming there. Isaac paces the entire room at least 10 times before he starts to fondle with the ornaments nearly dropping a large china vase. Isaac looks himself in the mirror reminding himself that he is Isaac Cruise, no woman has made him nervous and never will. Except for Kaira's wrath, if she finds the brunette girl in their room, he doesn't even know how she will react. Isaac straightens his navy blue suit and sat on the chair next to the window and picks up a book from Kaira's belongings. He flicks through the pages of the book called the 'Memoirs of a Geisha' by Arthur Golden, from the pages he skims through he learns it is about a young girl bought into a life of an entertainer, a life of a sensation and suffering. Isaac found it ironic, reminding him of Kaira.

Knock knock

The sound of knuckles hitting the door sent a chilling feeling down Isaac's spine. Isaac clears his throat and says, "Come in."

The door creaks open and steps in the daughter of Clement in very questionable clothing and a bright red lipstick plastered over her lips. Her tight red dress barely covering her body and her deadly black heals stretching her legs.

She leans against the threshold, "We haven't been properly introduced yet." She says giving Isaac a seductive smile, that would have worked if he hasn't seen Kaira's already. She slams the door with her heals and locks it behind her. And struts straight to where Isaac is sitting. Her heels click against the cold hardwood, as she is walking she drops the red satin robe that barely hung onto her. It falls creating a wall around her ankles but that didn't stop her. She continued to walk to me and seductively sits on the chair opposite him. 

"Can I help you, Ms Richards?" Isaac clearing his throat. She gives him a Cheshire cat-like smile and tucks a strand of her hair behind her. 

"Yes." She says blushing, "You can help get to know you better." Isaac raises a brow and laughs. 

"Okay, My name is Anthony Brown and um... I am born on the 1st of July." Isaac begins his lies with. "You?"

"Well my name is Lousie Richards and I am born on the 10th of April." She replies. Isaac's eyes nearly widened at this date. This is the same numbers at the passcode to Clement's office: 1004. 

So indulge in this discovery Isaac didn't even notice Lousie crawling onto his laps, stickering kisses on the necks slowly making her way to his lips. And soon were. Her legs were now on either side of him, her lips engulfing his. She grabs his hands and places them on her but makes him squeeze it. She lets out a moan. This pulls Isaac away from her. 

"What's wrong?" She asks innocently smirking tracing his cheeks.

"Are we not meant to discuss business?" Isaac points out. Lousie giggles, "Oh no, the business can wait." She purrs at Isaac.

Isaac's mind immediately thinks of Kaira but then his is reminded of the comment that Clement made when she left. Isaac smirks lustfully back to her, "Okay." Isaac picks her up and starts to walk the bed and starts to kiss her deeply, as they got closer to the bed he deepens the kissing. Laying Lousie gently down on the bed and continues to make out with her.

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