"You can't date her!"
"What? But why? Do you even know who she is?"
"How would you date the very person who called me to their home to beat me up? She's not good enough for someone like you." Talia snarled at Jayden.
"You know what, sis. I disagree. Stacie is too perfect for someone like me. I just made a try - if I could just have her."
"You will never have that bitch! Why don't you get it?!" Talia pulled down a glass statue in her anger.
"Don't you dare - call her a bitch." Jayden snapped at her with gritted teeth.
"I like her. I want us to get closer."
"I WON'T LET THAT HAPPEN! I don't like Stacie Hudson."
"But I do. You're not to make decisions for me."
"Get lost!" She nearly threw another glass statue at him but he quickly ran out of the house.
★★★GWENDOL GUESTHOUSE ★★★
Isla's car stopped in front of the guesthouse.
"I thought I was going home, right?" She spoke to her workers sarcastically as she hit the driver.
"We were asked to drop you off here."
"What? Are you nuts? By who? Who the hell asked you to - " Some violin players opened the door as they welcomed her with their hands. Isla was surprised as they helped her down the car. Before she knew it all, the car sped off.
"What the - " Surrounding her were more violin players, playing a melodious love song.
They took her under a tree, where Cade was waiting for her down with one knee. She was shocked.
"C...Cade? What are you doing here?" Her hands were on her mouth, giggling as she spoke.
"Before I met you, I never knew smiling for no reason existed. Babe, I love you so much that I won't be able to live a life without you. You're my dream, my fantasy, you're my wish. Every moment I stare at you, I just fall deeper and deeper in love with you. I want to wake up everyday and find you by my side. Isla Mirabelle Sinclair, will you be my wife?" Isla's eyes widened as she blushed continuously.
He opened up a box of an expensive diamond ring.
"How the heck did you get this?"
"You're worth much more, my love. Give me an answer before you ask any further questions."
"Yes of course! Yes! Yes!" Isla jumped as he carefully slid the ring in. He lifted her and twirled her around as the rain droplets turned into a heavy downpour. The rain was their music, and the violinists already left.
They entered the guesthouse and Isla was more than amazed.
"Put me down! Let me see the Wonderful view!"
The special guesthouse was a serene oasis, meticulously decorated to woo the heart of a beloved girlfriend or lover. Soft candlelight illuminated the room, casting a warm glow on the plush furnishings. The bed, a haven of intimacy, was adorned with delicate rose petals, their velvety softness inviting touch. The petals were arranged artfully, forming a heart shape that seemed to beat with love.
Fresh roses in crystal vases added a pop of color and fragrance to the room, their sweet scent wafting gently through the air. The bedding, a sumptuous blend of silk and lace, was draped elegantly over the mattress, beckoning relaxation and romance.
A chilled bottle of champagne rested in an ice bucket on the bedside table, accompanied by two delicate flutes. The room was a haven of romance, designed to sweep Isla off her feet. Every detail, from the soft music playing in the background to the gentle hum of the air conditioner, was carefully crafted to create a sense of tranquility and devotion.
This enchanting sanctuary was a testament to the thoughtfulness and affection of the one who had prepared it, a haven where love and connection could flourish.
As Isla stared at her ring, Cade brushed hair off her face, leaned in and kissed her deeply. Isla slid her fingers in his hair, responding to the sweet, endearing kiss. His hands made a slide down her waist, as he grabbed her butt and lifted her. They fell on the bed and they chuckled.
"What are you doing?" She sat on him, playing with his hair.
She leaned closer, kissing him hungrily. His hand trailed all over her body, and they rolled over, stripped and Cade drove into her, electrifying her as she moaned hotly.
"Oh baby....." She felt him go harder and she groaned in pain as they dived into the pleasure of the moment.
"ARGHHHH!!!" Talia broke the 16th statue in the house.
"I swear I'll kill Isla Sinclair!"
"Sis. All these plans of yours will never work. Why did you leave the psychiatric home?"
"Psychiatric? Do you think I'm a psycho? Do I look like a fucking psycho? Unbelievable! Everyone's calling me a psycho, and you're joining in. Why don't you team up with Isla Sinclair?" Her younger sister Marilyn shook her head.
"Talia. You need medical help." She held her close.
★★GWENDOL GUESTHOUSE★★
Isla saw Cade sipping a cup of hot coffee and went to him, kissing him on the cheek.
"Hey baby." He greeted.
She sat opposite him on the dining chair.
"Pancakes? Sweet!" She bit her lower lip.
"I don't think there's a pancake in this world ever sweeter than your moans even if it's mixed with honey." He said in a husky voice.
"Wha..." She found herself giggling like a fool.
"You are...the sweetest."
"You're sweeter than the sweetest." Cade corrected.
"I mean you're more romantic."
"Of course, I'm the king of romance." Cade said proudly.
"Hell no. I read a Webnovel and this guy is way way way romantic than you are, little boy." Isla disagreed with him.
"Who the fuck is he?"
"He's fictional alright? Don't get too furious." Isla winked as she focused on eating the pancakes.
"When are we going home?" She asked.
"Home? I don't think I'm going home anytime soon. I feel like spending the rest of my life with you here."
"Rest of your.... C'mon Cade, I have work to do. And I need to see Dora at Lindsay's place. I miss her so much already."
"But I don't miss her, Isla. Your lips... they're swollen."
"Yes they are..." She touched them. Cade got up and leaned in.
"Let me..." He captured her lips in a soft kiss and she twitched.
"C'mon Cade..."
"You have something on your neck." She tried to push him.
"Let me kiss it off, baby."
"No...!!"
"I have to." He held her arms tightly and trailed kisses down her neck.
She moaned softly.
"I know that's your weakness." He said in a husky voice.
"You need to stop being unserious, Cade Hudson." She pushed him and stood up.
"I have to get home. Right now." She walked away.
"Baby, are you kidding me??" He went after her.
"He asks us to meet by 9pm, then he's late." Stacie kept staring at her wristwatch, waiting for him on the street bench.
It was a garden area, with only trees, birds, insects, tiny fruits and the cool breeze.
"Hey!" Jayden walked towards her And she smiled.
"Sorry I was late. My sister and I were having an argument." He sat on the bench and Stacie sat too.
"Sorry to ask, what is the argument about? Maybe, I have solution ideas." Stacie was curious.
"Well...uhm...She doesn't want us to be friends, let alone be lovers. She hates you."
"Hates me? What did I ever do to her? I don't even know who she is!" Stacie was alarmed.
"Isla Sinclair announced your brother as her boyfriend some time ago. She accused you of calling her to your house and then beating her up. I guess she's the mother of the child in question to why Isla Sinclair is being judged as the other woman." Jayden explained.
"Accused? Nope. Yes I did it. I called Talia Evans to the house and taught her an unforgettable lesson!" Jayden was shocked.
"Really? Did you know what it cost her? She couldn't shoot with all those bruises."
"How can someone as unattractive as her become a model? With all her connections, she has never done anything great to me." Stacie rolled her eyes, disgusted.
"I can't even believe she's your sister. Unimaginable." She shook her head.
"Still, I don't see a problem with you, Stacie Hudson. I like you a lot." Stacie smiled a little.
"You've always got my back, and at the store, I've noticed you stealing looks many times. The day you were kissing the picture, I saw you." Her cheeks flushed in embarrassment.
"You're a promising person. You're nice, you're gentle, you can be wild, you can be goofy. You have this genuine personality. I don't think my sister - can stop us from dating."
"Dating???" Stacie was stunned.
"I'm not sure about that."
"Why? We're old enough." Jayden shrugged.
"It's not about the freaking age. I just think we are moving too fast."
"No Stacie. Do you want me to promise you? I won't touch you. I swear." Stacie was lost in his beautiful eyes.
"I won't do anything to you, without your permission." She felt her heart race.
He leaned closer, but stopped himself clenching a fist.
"I wanted us to meet here so we could talk more. How's life treating you?"
"Pretty dull. My brother's Isla's boyfriend and he's always with her. He doesn't spend any time with me anymore. My parents, they are just busy trying to have the best life. Talia Evans is your sister, though. How come you work at the store?" Stacie asked him with a gentle smile.
"Actually, Talia and I were not on good terms. Recently she got on me and asked me to start living with her, monitoring everything I do. You know I moved out of the old house."
"Yeah. Do you have more siblings?"
"We have one more - Marilyn. Marilyn and I are not on good terms either. It's a really long story of our toxic family."
"Wow. How do you cope all by yourself then? Since I've met you, you don't have any friends. The first day I talked to you, you weren't sounding like you were interested in having a friend."
"What about your parents?" She asked him again.
"Dad got arrested for a crime he never committed, while Mom's at Italy with her new husband, forgetting all about us. That was after we moved out of here."
"I was at a hostel."
"Same. That's why we never met." Stacie replied.
They talked for hours until Stacie noticed Jayden was dozing.
"Oops. Guess I talked too much." She stared at his cute face while he was sleeping.
"How are his lips so pouty?" She licked her lips at the thought of kissing him.
"Should I wake him up? Jayden..." She called softly but stopped herself. She didn't realize his eyes were open already. She stole a kiss and took to her heels.
"Stacie! Hey!!" He called her but she headed straight home. He touched his lips and smiled shyly.
★★
A knife pierced into him and she rolled it around to create an even more painful effect.
"Argghhhh!!!"
"Die! Just die, you loser!!!" She threw the knife and took off her blood stained mask.