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Owned and written by:- Racheal Dennis.

Episode forty-nine/fifty🎄

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★★★★★

Cassandra’s pov

JAYDEN’S PENTHOUSE

My back rested against the elevator’s wall and I checked my phone for the one thousandth time, it felt like this elevator ride taking forever because fear and worry were already eating me up from the in,side.

I just couldn’t get rid of those crashing sounds I heard earlier when Bella called me, and how scared she sounded -she must be scared to death right now.

It’s strange how I’m getting into character so naturally, she ain’t my daughter and I’m just a stand-in in her life, but I’m still so worried about her -maybe I’m worried because it’s my responsibility to save her -that’s what I signed up for.

I jerked forward slightly as the elevator stopped abruptly, the doors opened revealing Jayden’s floor and I rushed out, I shoved my phone in my bag and raced towards his door.

My hand reached for the doorbell, but I halted when I recalled his password and I quickly punched it in.

“Welcome home, Mrs Grassi” an automated voice said immediately the door opened.

I smiled in admiration, but the smile quickly vanished when I heard another crash and I hastily rushed in.

“Isabella! Isabella, where are you?” I called loudly and worriedly.

“Over here, Cas…” There was a short pause. “…Mom!” she answered from a room upstairs.

Because my mind was set on saving her, I didn’t read too much into her addressing me as mom.

I ran upstairs, taking the steps two at a time in order to reach there in time.

“Isabella? Don’t be scared, I’ll be there soon, ok?” I said still taking the steps.

“Yeah” she replied.

“Where are you exactly, Isabella?” I asked her again when I’ve arrived.

“Third room” she answered in a very timid voice.

At the exact moment, I heard another earth shaking crash and a frightened shriek from the third room.

“Isabella, are you ok?” I asked as I pushed the door open, almost breaking it down and barged in.

My eyes searched everywhere frantically, but strangely enough, there was total silence in the room now but I didn’t think about it since my mind was all on saving Isabella.

I walked further into the room and let my eyes scan the place again for any shærds of glass, but oddly enough there weren’t any broken glass on the floor despite all the crash I’ve been hearing -the room was extremely neat.

“Bella?” I called.

“Over here” she answered, her head popped up from a sofa that was few inches away from me, she waved at me and smiled.

A relieved sigh left my mouth at the sight of her and I couldn’t control myself, I ran towards her and engulfed her in a very tight hug.

“Are you ok? Your daddy didn’t hurt you, did he? You hide yourself just like I told you, right?” I asked, still hugging her tightly.

“Er…” she gro-ned quietly. “..I.. ca-can’t breathe” she grunted out.

I quickly pull away from the hug and started searching her body for any psychical injuries, but luckily there was none.

I sighed.

“Thank God he did hurt, where’s your dad now?”

“Here” she replied, as she placed her tiny palm on a fabric which seemed like someone’s p-nts.

My eyes traced her hand up and they landed on someone’s chest, I looked up at once and locked eyes with Jayden -I fell back on my butts as I gasped in shock.

“W-what are you doing here?” I stuttered.

He didn’t reply me, he was just staring at me through squinted eyes and I felt myself crawling away from him a bit.

“You…you…” I paused.

Wait, why am I stuttering? Shouldn’t I be blaming him for getting so violent in front of Isabella?

I cleared my throat, got up quickly and adjusted my clothes to make myself look imposing and intimidating. I pushed Isabella behind me, shading her with my body protectively, then I threw Jayden a very harsh glare.

“What is wrong with you, Jayden? Why would you go all cray-cray and start throwing things in front of a kid? Do you know how scared she was? Are you going out of your insane because of your personal frustration?”

By personal frustration I mean his jealousy, but I don’t know why I didn’t just used jealousy instead. He still didn’t say a word though.

“If you’re mad at someone just go out and get a few drinks, don’t stay at home and scare this sweet, innocent baby” I scolded him harshly.

He tore his gaze from me and faced Isabella, he smiled at her, opened his arms and she jumped in.

“Princess, did I scare you?” he asked her.

“Nope” she turned to me with a smile. “Daddy and I were just watching cartoon” she said.

I frowned.

“What?”

“We’re watching beauty and the beast” she pointed towards the tv.

My eyes followed her finger, lo and behold, they were truly watching cartoon. I turned back to Isabella with a confused expression.

Did I get something wrong here? Didn’t I heard a crash when talking with Isabella? Or was that just my imagination?

“But you told me on the phone that your daddy was…”

A crash from the tv interrupted me, I flinched back at once.

“Wait, those loud crashes I heard were actually from the….” words stuck in my throat as I pointed at the tv.

That’s when my jaw dropped as something dawned on me and I realized I’ve been tricked by this father and daughter.

I balled my fists beside me and gritted my teeth as I tried as best as I could to bottle in my anger, I can’t get angry in front of Isabella.

“You fell for our trick” Isabella said and burst into giggles.

“Yes, who came up with this idea?” I asked, trying to transform my anger into playfulness.

“I did” she answered proudly.

I nodded and sat on the space next to Jayden, I smirked at her devilishly.

“Daddy, mum’s planning something evil” she told Jayden pointing at my face.

I m-ssaged my fingers as I let my smirk grow bigger.

“How dare you little princess? You trick the queen of this house?” I asked lowly.

Isabella shook her head, she started shaking in fear but it’s obvious she’s playing along with me -such a smart girl, she got my act.

“King Jayden, stop the queen” she pleaded with Jayden.

He turned to face me, but couldn’t utter a word when he met my gaze and he quickly looked away, rasing his hands in surrender.

“You’re on your own, princess” he said.

Isabella quickly jumped off Jayden’s laps and knelt down, bowing and laying her hands on the ground.

“I’m sorry, my queen, I promise I’ll never do it again”

She raised her head, opened her mouth and let out a loud but fake cry, she started wiping off her imaginary tears.

“Don’t punish me, my queen, I’m sorry, I promise I’ll always be a good girl.. don’t punish me”

Jayden and I exchanged looks, we both wore the same amused look.

“She’s such a drama queen”

“Yeah” he agreed with me. “But I don’t get tired of her dramas”

“Hm, I wonder who she inherited this from?”

Jayden narrowed his eyes playfully.

“Are you calling me a drama queen?”

I shook my head.

“Nope” I paused. “You’re a drama lord!”

“You…”

I simply cut him off with a wink, before turning back to Isabella who’s still playing her part -gosh, this girl is so into character.

“Princess Isabella, you don’t play tricks on me in my house! Get ready for your punishment!” I declared.

“Have mercy, my queen, have mercy, I am just a poor princess, my daddy left me at an orphanage’s gate…have mercy”

I glanced at Jayden, he’s looking at her with a look that says “really?”. I bite my inner cheek to hold back my laughter.

“Get ready for the tickle monster, princess Isabella!” I yelled.

But she already ran away from there before I could grab her, that’s how I continued chasing her around her room and her loud, happy giggles filled the room.

She grabbed a pillow and threw it at me, but I caught and threw it back at her -we continued running around for some time.

★★★★★

“Finally, I can get some sleep” I said and released a long yawn, after tucking Isabella in.

“You’re tired?” Jayden asked me.

“Yeah” I nodded.

He scoffed and shoved his hands in his pockets.

“You must be tired, after all you’ve spent almost the wh0le of today with brat” he growled.

I simply shook my head.

“His name’s Brad” I corrected him. “Jealous man”

“Jealous of whom? Brat?” he asked proudly.

“Brad, yes” I corrected him again.

He scoffed loudly again.

“He’s not fit to compete with me” he said.

“Right, oversize ego”

He laughed, he lifted himself off the wall he was leaning on and came closer to me.

He wrapped his arms around my wa-ist and hugged me from behind, he placed a k-ss on my neck.

“Baby, I’m sorry for lashing out on you earlier I was…” he trailed off.

“You were what?”

He cleared his throat and bite my earlobe softly.

“I..I… honestly, I was just being jealous and I let my jealousy got the better of me”

I nodded.

“You finally admit you’re jealous of Brad?”

“I’m not jealous of Brad, I just don’t wanna see you two together”

“Hm?”

“The sight of you two together is giving me an uncomfortable feeling, it’s making it hærd for me breathe”

“That’s jealousy”

“It’s not” he disagreed.

I sighed.

“Let’s just disagree to agree” I said.

He chuckled and placed another k-ss on my cheek, I pushed him off gently.

“Stop k-ssing me”

“No, I won’t stop” he pulled me back into his arms and k-ssed my neck.

Ok, I’m not in the mood to argue with him, I’m tired and I just wanna sleep.

“I’m sleepy, where’s my room?”

“I have a special room for you” he said.

Before I knew it he’s swooped me in his arms and headed out of Isabella’s room.

★★★★★

“Here, wear this” Jayden said, dropping an oversized footwear in front of me.

I stared at him with my mouth open.

“You’re gonna put up with it for tonight, it’s all I’ve got now” he said.

“Grrrrrr” I grunt, but still wore it since it’s my only choice.

“Follow me” he told me, leading me into the room.

I nodded and followed him, but my clumsiness kicked in, I stepped on Jayden’s footwear which was oversized on me and I found myself falling down.

Not knowing what to do, I wanted to grab Jayden’s hand to help stabilize myself but unfortunately, I grabbed his shirt and we both fell down instead -he switched our position on reflect and I fell on him.

He lets out a grunt as his face was contorted in displeasure, like he’s in pain.

“Are you ok?” I asked.

“Hm” he hummed which I didn’t quite understand wether he meant yes or no.

“Are you hurt?” I asked again.

“Y-yeah” he answered quietly.

But from his grunts and the way he was holding his chest I could tell he’s in pain, I reached for shirt in attempt to unbutton it and check his chest for any injuries, but he quickly caught my hand.

“Huh?”

He smiled at me weakly.

“I’m fine, I just need to replenish my energy” he said.

His eyes lit up as he said this and I couldn’t help but got lost in his eyes, I knew he had blue eyes but I haven’t stared at them up close like this.

If I didn’t know him before now I wouldn’t have believed these eyes are natural, I would have thought he wore contact lens -his eyes are just too beautiful -I feel like plucking them out and putting them on mine.

My eyes trailed to his l-ips, just like the first time we met, I couldn’t control myself and found my fingers car-ssing his l-ips.

“Why are you so annoyingly handsome? How can I do this fake marriage with you without getting pregnant?” these questions slipped my mouth before I could stop myself.

“Then let’s get you pregnant”

“Huh?”

He stared deeply in my eyes as if he’s trying to read my soul, his eyes suddenly turned darker with an intense desire and his breath became hotter.

“I said let’s get you pregnant!”

With that he switched our position and crashed his l-ips on mine.

To be continued.