Filed to story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
“Let’s go! ” Anabelle said, eagerly capturing Isabella’s neck in the loop of her arms and dragged her out of the room.
Just as Isabella thought, it was a nightmare; Anabelle never settled for a thing. She bought from here and there, up and down, in and out to the point Isabelle couldn’t move her muscle.
“How do you advise me to catch a guy?” Anabelle asked all of a sudden while checking out a lacy thong as they were in an interior lingerie store, “My father and your father are getting married pretty soon and I don’t want to go to the wedding without a date,”
Isabella threw her head back and let out a moan, grateful to have found a chair she could rest her sore feet before Anabelle could continue phase two of her shopping spree – she suddenly wished they didn’t have that much money to spend.
“I’d say go for it,” Izzy said without much thought.
“What?” Anabelle came closer to hear her better.
“Anabelle, this world is brutal and unfair and only the fittest would survive in it,” Isabella told her, somewhat vexed by her spinelessness.
“Fine, I’ve heard you and from now on, the new Anabelle would have whatever she wants,” The girl said with determination, and almost immediately, a boy walked in.
“Oh boy,” Isabella saw him, she instantly had an ominous feeling about this.
They watched as the sales clerk attended to him and began to show him around, he even smiled at them before refocusing his attention on the displayed lingerie.
“Isabella!” Anabelle literally screamed her head off.
Isabella winced, her ears almost bled from her enthusiastic shout.
“Anabelle, I think I have found him!” The girl was bubbly with excitement.
“I love you Anabelle but he’s not the one for you,” Isabella dampened her spirit at once.
“What?” Her face fell
“He’s in a lingerie store? Who do you think the red beautiful panty in his hand is for?”
Anabelle turned around and true, he was holding a red panty. But she turned around to face Isabella, saying fiercely, “He could be buying it for his mother? Sister? -“
“Girlfriend?” Isabella intentionally added.
Her brows drew together, “Isabella, he must have been forced to come here through a ridiculous ‘dare’ game and
you told me only the violent can conquer this world,”
Isabella tried to defend herself, “Yes, but you are clearly-” Anabelle pressed her finger against her lips, hushing her.
“Say no more cousin…” She removed her finger but Isabella didn’t move, stunned by her odd behavior.
“This time I would be brave in chasing my destiny,” Anabelle declared, fluffed her hair with her hand, and walked away dramatically as Isabella stared on.
Well, Isabella thought, she’d just stock the fridge with enough Ice cream today; no more giving of advice from now on.
The third point of view :
Something was wrong.
Judy had known it the moment he felt a dip in his bed, someone was coming near him and whoever that was didn’t smell like Emily.
His eyes snapped open only to connect with fierce, determined green ones.
“Fiona?” there was a quizzical look on his face. What was she doing in his room by this ungodly hour of the morning? It wasn’t even six yet and what in the world was she wearing?
“What are you doing here?” Judy wondered how she even got into his room. Where were the damn guards? Who gave her access?
“Judy” Fiona breathed, clasping his face and leaning closer to kiss him.
Judy pulled away from her, but the girl was fast enough to push him back to the bed. She tried to straddle him but Judy flipped her over, pinning her hands to the bed.
His eyes hardened while he heaved, “What kind of game is this?! ” Judy roared at her face but the girl was unfazed. There was no doubt his mother and Fiona were in cahoots. The woman liked Fiona and lately, she had been making subtle gestures and actions for him to accept her for a wife. There was no way Fiona would have gotten into his room easily without his mother’s influence.
“Why are you making a big deal out of this?” She laughed frivolously, trying to get up but he gave her no chance. Fiona was decked in nothing but a revealing pastel pink nightgown. She was so seductively dressed that no man in his right senses would reject her.
But then, Judy had always been a crazy man else he wouldn’t have dated Adam’s daughter right under his nose. Fiona’s wiles were not going to work on him, there was nothing Fiona had Emily had not given him and better. Love? sex? Child? What more could he ask for?
“In case you haven’t gotten this into your goddamn brain, Fiona, I have a wonderful woman I love. Whatever ridiculous thought you have, wash it away. I’m taken already, so get the hell out of my room,” He hissed threateningly and let go.
At that moment, the doorknob rattled which made Judy turn to the side, someone was coming in – but that was a grave mistake.
The impatient and desperate Fiona took advantage of that moment to strike. She reached out and wrapped her hand around Judy’s neck, drawing him close, and pressed her lips against his just as the door was opened.
Judy was disgusted the moment Fiona kissed him, he wasted no time in pushing her away roughly and she hit her head on the headboard, wincing in pain.
But to his greatest fear, he saw Emily at the doorway with a shocked expression; jaw almost dropping to the floor.
Oh no.
He didn’t need to guess what Emily was thinking. He would have thought the same if he saw her in such a promising position.
“Emily!” he tried to go after her but someone held onto his arm as Emily fled out of the room.
Judy saw red, “I seriously don’t understand you, women. Why are you trying so hard to snatch what doesn’t belong to you?” He tried to control the anger coursing through his vein. He had promised never to hit a woman and would stand by it.
“Kai, she’s not the one for you,” Fiona glanced up at him with tender loving eyes. Why couldn’t he see the love she had for him?
“And you’re the one?” he scoffed in disbelief.