Chapter 7 OBSESSION

"Yes my lord" her voice trembling, causing me to smirk dangerously

She is Diva, she has this uncanny resemblance to Isa, her petite nature, face and skin, that's why I chose her to be my personal whore.

She strips off her clothes, gets on her knees and crawls to me.

My eyes darken, a twisted smile laster on my face..I cupped her face with my palms staring at her, as I bit her lips, sucking on it.

"I Love You Isa" whispering gently to her ears, caressing her face.

I tied her hands and picked up my horse whip.

"To the table Isa" I ordered

She gets to the table, bent with her Ass up. I shoved my not so little daddy on her asshole without warning an extremely painful screamed left her as I smiled in enthusiasm

"My lord!" Diva cried, she dared not move because she knew the consequence. I strode in and out of her brutally.

I use the whip on her back at intervals.

"Isa....fuck" I moaned out, her pussy tightening against my dick...the warmth of her pussy causing me climax.

ISABELLA P.O.V

"Gold digger"....

"Was she really expecting to be Xavier's wife"......

"I don't know why these poor people can't stick their ass in their class"....

Words lashed from every Corner, finger pointing at me, they were not even trying to hide their disdain.

This occurred immediately after I left the Houston estate.

Mockery tone and people making jest of me.

My heartbeat is rhythmically and painful,my pulse rising and my body trembling.

I'm now standing in front of our house door, scared to see the reaction of my mum as I stood contemplating on what to do.

The door slid open, as the blazing gaze of mum met mine.

"Aren't you coming in,"she shrugged, stepping back inside.

I was not too sure if I should get in or not. My mum being calm is scary, I had no choice as my legs move momentarily inside, I noticed my luggages in the sitting room, my eyebrows dragged together in a questioning mood.

"Ma Hilda sent them" my mum said, pulling me out of my dilemma of thought.

"Ooh" was the only sentence that made sense to come out of my mouth.

"Okay I'm not going to play games with you, I only let you in cause after all you are still my daughter".....

"Thank you so...

"Only on one condition" my mum cut in harshly, as I gave her the go ahead look.

"You get rid of that bastard inside of you"..

"I can't Mum"

"You have no option. Either you get that unwanted seed out, and get down on your knees to beg Xavier to take you back or you get the hell out of my house!!!"

My eyes widened as I looked at my Mum, she had always been like this, I wish she could just understand me for a minute.

Compressing my lips into a straight line.

"Mum please.... I'm scared, I know I didn't want this but it is still my child and also your grandchild"

"So?" She swung around, her eyes blazing with a heated face.

"Are you expecting me to keep you in my house?You have one week to make a decision or you get the hell out of here!!"

My eyes stung with tears, pinching my fingers as I struggle to keep my emotions in check but who I'm I deceiving, I broke down in tears as I beat my chest.

Why is everything so difficult? What offence did I commit in my past life to be gravely punished like this, sliding to the floor as I crushed down in Agony.

It's been an hour of shedding tears, my face definitely looks pale, my stomach cramping for food.

I walked towards the fridge to get fruit at least to quench my thirst, picked up apples and walked back to the sitting room. I picked my phone to see over thirty missed calls from Camille, she must be so worried, shoulders shrugging I will definitely call her back.

A notification came on....

My face was all over the blog , tagged as the abandoned bride, I scrolled through all the comments.

It was all full of hate...A particular comment caught my attention.

"Dirt don't usually know their place unless you trash them, what was she thinking, Xavier will definitely get married to supermodel like Amelia, or my fave Jasmine,..stupid thing"

"My eyes stung tearily and I blinked them back with strong determination.

"I'm going to make everyone of you eat your words back, no more being trampled on" determination crossed my face, balling my fist as I bit the inside of my chin.

My thoughts going back to the offer of Drake Houston.