Isaac
"Love, your hell is with me, then where are you going?
"What do you think? That I would wait and witness my sister's desheavelead condition? No thanks." She snaps.
She twists her wrist to get it free so I bend her hand behind her and push her body towards me. A whimper erupts through her body.
"You can leave after you do one thing." I replied.
Today has turned into a mess because of Emily's appearance. But I do have to admit I have never seen Emily like that.
But I can't forget that because of Emily, the already sour relationship between me and Roxanne has turned more sour.
I had made Emily understand the very day I had announced my change of plans and she took it nicely stating how she can do anything for me.
"Fucking, leave me. I am in no mood for your talks." She shouts.
I click my tongue in annoyance.
Already Emily's words are still fresh in my brain and I doubt they were wrong. Whatever she said about Roxanne is hundred percent true.
"Stop squirming. It will not take you anywhere." I say, calmly, suppressing my anger.
"At least it will annoy you." Her squirming increases. "Now fucking leave me, you disgusting pie…."
At a lightning speed I take her lips in a bruising kiss, shutting her up.
I am angry. And in anger I might do something which will increase the distance between us, so I didn't have any other option other than to shut her up with a kiss.
I bit her lower lips, hard. Her left hand, slapping my chest, while my hand, which is holding hers behind her back, keeping her in place.
I part away. Both of us were breathless. I glance at her and smirk when I see blood on her luscious lips.
"Now if you want to stretch this situation of push and pull, then keep up with your stubbornness."
This girl is really giving me a hard time, but this is making her more lovable. I have never worked hard to get anything. Whatever I wanted I got without any hassle.
She glares at me and I just give her a sweet smile, even though inside I am burning in anger.
"Fine…." She stomps her feet on the ground. "Now leave my hand."
"Sure, love." I chirp and peck her nose.
I loosen up my hold on her wrist and she instantly pushes me behind. She caresses her wrist while throwing glares at me.
I look down at her wrist and sign in irritation when I see the bruise on her.
I did it again. I should have held back my strength.
She looks down, following my gaze and her eyes register the bruise. She strokes it.
"Since you have come into my life…." She looks up, my eyes on her bruise. "the number of bruises which I am getting might cross the number of bruises which I have gotten over the years."
I look up startled. That really hurted fucking much. Keeping the hurt inside I lean down, to get face to face with her.
"And I am sure the love which I will provide you will cross the length of love which you have received over the years." I flick her nose and wink my eyes.
She flips her head towards the side as she folds her hands on her chest and my eyes fall on them.
Her crop tops are really seductive.
I straighten up.
I grab her hand and pivot and take her with me inside. I look towards Carla with harden face, telling her what a big shit her incompetence has done today. She just hangs her head low.
She runs towards the door and opens them. I stop beside her.
"I will need you in my office when Roxanne leaves." I spat. I step inside as I hear her say yes. The door thuds close behind us. I bring Roxanne to my chair.
I turn towards Roxanne and make her sit on the head chair. Her eyes widen as she tries to get up.
"Isaac…." I breathe heavily when I hear my name through her lips. How will my name sound when she will be in love with me? Or when she will moan while trembling under me? "I-I can't sit here."
I pushed her down by her shoulder as she kept protesting.
"You are going to be my wife. You can even sit on my head, this is just a chair." Instantly her pale face turns red.
"Wh-what is it that I have to do? Tell me fast so that I can leave." I smirk.
I grab the suitcase and slide it closer to her. I opened it.
"This is the ring, which my maternal grandmother has sent. How is it?"
I fucking loved this ring. Grandmother has sent a perfect ring for her. It's a pink star diamond ring. The letter said that it's the ring of our ancestors. The ring which our royal ancestors wore.
"Not to be rude, but it's way too big for me." She says as she strokes the ring. She looks up at me as she retreats her hand from the ring.
I swirl her seat towards me as I crouch down before her. My hands, land on her bare knees since her baggy jeans were torn.
"I know it's big, but it will look good on you." I said.
"You are not understanding me."
"Then make me understand." I replied.
"It's too flashy." She replies. "And please stand up. It's awkward with you sitting down."
I smile. I can even kiss the ground on which she walks, this is just me sitting down, though the surface is quite hard.
I grab the ring from the suitcase. Grasping her right hand, I slid it on her ring finger. I kiss her ring finger.
She signs but doesn't say anything. I know her mind is thinking something.
I get on my feet. I open the drawer and grab the papers. I slide the suitcase to the side and keep the papers there. I swivel the seat towards the table.
She looks down at them.
"What are these?"
"These are some papers of institutions and NGO which I am giving to you. And to get it under your name I need your signatures." I whisper in her ears.
My eyes on her movement as my hands massage her shoulders, purposely stroking her neck.
Her breathing hitches. I get beside her and my eyes fall on her lips. My own lips part when I see her pouty lips parting.
"I-I don't ne-need these." She whispers. I love how she never avoids my advances.
"Yes, you need love." I whisper in her ears. The tips of her ears have turned hot and red. "Sign it fast so that you can leave."
I slide my hand under her hair and start massaging her nape, her breathing increases.
"Af-after this I-I will lea-leave."
"Sure love." I replied.
She stretches her hand for the pen. My eyes on her hand. She suddenly stops in mid and drops the pen.
Fuck.
I take a breath of relief when she removes the ring and carefully keeps it in the suitcase. She grabs the pen and starts signing.
I lean down as I whisper. "Two days after, is our engagement, love. Don't forget it." I start stroking the skin behind her ears.
"Stop stroking my skin." She snaps, breathlessly while continuing to sign the papers.
"Why?" A smirk forms on my face when I see her signing the last paper. "Does it bother you?"
Fucking yes.
She keeps the pen on the table and gets on her feet. My hands land on my sides as I straighten up. I face her figure, standing on the other side of the chair.
"Done. Now I am leaving." With that she whisk towards the door. I grab the last paper from the bundle and eye it with a huge smile.
"By the way…" I look towards her to see her standing with the door open. "Take care of my sister." With that she skips out and the door closes behind her.
Finally.
I sit on the chair and look at her sign.
Finally.
I smirk.
*
The door thuds open and my eyes swipes towards Emily as she stumbles out with her hand on her head.
I look away from her as I continue with my work.
"Isaac." She mutters.
"Drink some water." I say with my eyes on the computer. I slide the glass of water towards her.
"What did I do?" She asked. Finally I look away from my computer.
"You fucking dared to come in my office drunken." I grit out. She remains shut as she tries to remember everything. My eyes unknowingly swipe towards the sofa, to find it empty. Roxanne's book is still on the table.
"I am sorry, Isaac." I look towards Emily. "I don't know what got in my mind. I am sorry for disgracing you. It was very mannerless of me."
That's the Emily I know. Well kept, controlled, polite, courteous and obedient.
"Make sure you keep that in mind. I don't want it to be repeated again." I say.
"Okay. Did…." Her eyes for a flip second glances towards the sofa. "did Roxanne leave?"
"Yes." I say.
"Then I will also leave." She mutters. She stops at the entrance and without turning says. "If you ever need me, I am just a phone call away."
I signed. "Emily, I don't want the relationship we had earlier. As I said before, we can't be what we were before. And I will never need you."
I see her hold on the door tightens. "Still, I am a call away." With that she leaves.
I signed.
I did find Emily pitiful. That's why I didn't shout at her for coming to my office in such an attire but next time there would not be any forgiveness.