| Nathan |

Isabella's eyes looked intently into my own. Blue meeting blue. Her eyes fascinated me, they were just so large and soulful, and maybe it was why it bothered me so much that she looked at me like that, because I was afraid she'd see just how empty I was.

Her body was cloaked in the dress from the night at the country club, her hair was perfectly straight and soft and her skin passed easily beneath my fingertips as I ran my hands down her back.

But now she was beneath me, we were lying in bed and she was looking up at me with those eyes of hers. Her hair fanned out around her, she was wearing those black bra and panties, and I couldn't resist her.

"Nathan." she breathed, running her tiny hands across my bare shoulders, down my chest and over my abdomen. I sucked in, her fingers leaving little electric trails all across my body.

"Kiss me." she whispered and I obeyed, leaning down and crashing our lips together, pushing her far into the mattress. My hands ran down her body, feeling her everywhere, exploring everything. Her hands tugged at my hair, she moaned into my mouth as we continued the heated kiss.

This would turn into more, and I couldn't stop it, I didn't want to. I wanted to know her, inside and out.

Admitting these things felt so good. I wasn't hiding from how I felt anymore, I was embracing it and her.

She was good too, she kissed me straight back when I kissed her, and her fingers were setting my skin on fire. Nothing had felt this way with anyone before, I was used to doing all the work, getting what I wanted and then leaving.

This was different

This was...

My eyes opened suddenly and I sucked in a deep breath, gripping the covers around me. I threw them off, my chest was hot, and I was sweating. I tried to take deep breaths as I calmed my racing heart. I sat up slowly and kicked my feet over the side of the bed, I put my head in my hands, resting my elbows on my knees.

I needed to get a grip, here I was having dreams like a horny little 14 year old boy, and she was right across the hall from me.

What the fuck?

I hadn't ever even so much as touched her in that way, much less kiss her or do anything else to her. I needed to shake this, whatever it was, so I got up. I went to my closet, pulled some basketball shorts over my boxers and I grabbed a light shirt.

Pulling it on, I left my closet and headed down to my gym. It was only 4 am but I was going to work out, at least then maybe I could forget I had that dream.

-

I stepped out of the shower, knotting a towel round my waist and walking to the mirror. My eyes looked a bit tired. I was working hard, harder than I normally did, but I enjoyed it. Work was easy, there wasn't anything complicated about it, like girls.

I huffed.

All the blonds I had ever brought home with me had never, ever, made me this crazy. I hadn't even slept with Isabella, and I wasn't going to. I had a feeling if I did, I would take away her innocence.

Sex changes people, even if they've done it before, it changes the way you see each other. Maybe that's why I never wanted to be around all those women. Also because they were attempting to hunt me down and either get me back in bed with them or take them out, start dating and eventually fall in love with them.

Neither of those things ever occurred.

I they were never going to.

I let out a breath. It was Saturday, so I didn't have to go into the office today, but I wanted to go in later. I would wait until she woke up, drive her home and then I would go in. I went to my closet, pulled on some boxers, grey dress pants, light blue shirt and a grey tie.

I then left my closet, went back to the bathroom and styled my hair. I frowned at myself, I had to go check on her. I closed my eyes a moment and then left the bathroom. I grabbed my phone off my nightstand, checked a few emails and then slipped it in my pants pocket.

I left my room and gazed at the door to where Isabella was sleeping.

"Mr. Price?" asks Katlynn's voice next to me.

"Yes?" I ask turning sharply.

"Shall I make the bed?" she asks and I give her a nod before brushing past her and going downstairs. Alexander was busy at the stove, making some kind of breakfast.

"I have a guest so please prepare a space at the breakfast table for her." I say.

"Very good Mr. Price." he says and then the door buzzer went off. I glanced up, and saw Katlynn hurrying from upstairs to answer the door.

"Mr. Price, your stylist has arrived." her voice calls and I stand, I walk quickly to the door and see Macy standing with several bags from woman's designers. Katlynn ducked to the side and went back upstairs.

"I think your guest will really like what I picked out for her." she says, smiling widely and handing everything to me.

"Thank you." I say. "Have a nice day." I tell her and she nods, going back out through the elevator and the doors slid shut. I headed back upstairs and stood outside Isabella's door. I looked at my watch, it was 7:30 am, she most likely wouldn't be up.

I opened the door quietly and stepped into the room, which was still dark, shielded from the morning sun by the heavy curtains over the windows.

I switched the light on, adjusting it to dim and walked to the foot of the bed, setting the bags down there.

"Nathan?" mumbles a groggy voice when I was about to turn and leave.

"You're awake?" I ask, turning back to see her shifting in the bed.

"My head hurts." she moans, sitting up in bed, her hair was a mess and her eye makeup was smudged.

"I'll have Marius set out the Tylenol with your breakfast." I tell her.

"Why am I here?" she asks, looking around in confusion, then she sees herself in nothing but her underwear and pulls the covers around her. "Wait did we- did you?"

"No." I say smiling softly. "You called me to come pick you up, but you were so drunk you passed and I brought you back here. Some guy spilled his drink on you so I had to take your dress off, but I didn't try anything." I say.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry." she moans, falling into the pillows and burying her face in them. "I can't believe you saw me like that or that you're seeing me like this."

"Don't worry about it, I got you clothes, you can shower and then come downstairs for breakfast." I tell her and then I walked out quickly, leaving her to get cleaned up.

"Mr. Price."

I jumped.

"What Katlynn?" I snap, irritated by more than just the fact she had snuck up on me.

"When she is gone would you like me to wash the sheets or just make the bed?" she asks and I make a face.

"I don't know, just make the bed." I shout, marching past her and feeling irritated for no reason. Isabella did this to me, that dream I had had did this to me.

And once and for all I wanted it to end.

-

Alexander had finished making breakfast and was heading out to do the grocery shopping by the time that I heard heels clicking across the dark, wood floors of my apartment. I was sitting at the breakfast nook, checking emails and looked up as she entered the kitchen.

She was wearing a tight, simple, light grey dress that fell just to above her knees, the top had cropped sleeves and a modest neckline. The way it hugged her body, made her look very tall and... curvy.

"You look good Isabella" I tell her.

"Thank you." she hums, her voice light and smooth like usual, seemingly having recovered from sleep. She walks over. "So what's for breakfast?"

"This." I say motioning to the buttermilk biscuits, eggs, bacon, whole wheat toast and fruit that Marius had set out. I had stuck to my coffee and the omelet he made me, but I told him to make a variety for her.

"Wow." she says, eyes wide.

"Oh and there's Tylenol and coffee right there." I say motioning to it and looking back at the various emails on my phone.

"Oh thank god, I can't live without coffee." she says, sitting down and sipping it. "Mmm, it's good."

"You'll have to direct me to your hotel when you're ready to go." I say, clicking on some things and scrolling through more emails.

"Oh I can walk back." she says, brushing me off, which I found very irritating, and I looked up eyeing her.

"Do you know your way home from here?" I ask stiffly.

"I can probably figure it out." she says taking some food and beginning to eat." Or I'll take the subway to a street I know. But I've gotten here on my own before remember? I can find my way back."

"Absolutely not." I snap. "I am going to take you."

She had to learn her place if she was ever going to have a chance, which I am most likely not going to give her, it would be detrimental both of us. But I couldn't seem to shake her.

She couldn't just tell me off, or refuse me though, that pissed me off.

"Well alright." she says sheepishly under my stony gaze.

"So, what are you doing today?" she asks after some time of silence and me just reading and responding to emails. I look up.

"I'm going into the office." I tell her.

"But it's a Saturday." she says.

"I do not need your input." I snap and she glares at me.

"I'm ready to go back to my hotel." she says, her tone bitchy and she walked haughtily out of the room towards the elevator. I set my phone in my pocket and stood too, following her out of the kitchen.

"Where is my dress?" she asks suddenly, spinning around.

"I threw it out. It was too trampy for you." I say.

"You can't just do that." she hisses. "Plus I thought you were into that kind of thing."

She stepped closer to me, looking up and glaring at me. I didn't like it. She ran her hand up my tie and wrapped her fingers around it, tugging me closer to her, she was being bold.

"Stop it." I say quietly. "Let go Isabella."

"Not until you finally kiss me." she says slowly.

This wasn't how it was supposed to happen, she was being too demanding and pushy. She tugged me closer, then spun me and somehow managed to push me against the wall because I was so caught off guard.

"You've had too many chances, we always end up like this, and you never do it. Why won't you?" she asks, innocently. There it was, she was too innocent, I would corrupt her, but she didn't understand.

"Stop this." I say harshly but she just rolls her eyes at me.

I had had enough.

I grabbed her, yanking her away from me, her hand releasing my tie, and flipped us so her tiny form was trapped beneath mine on the wall of my living room. Her breath caught in her throat and her eyes went wide.

"I won't because you're too good." I say lowly. "You're so innocent, and pure and your fucking eyes look right into me and I hate it." my voice came out sounding like a growl, I'm sure she must be scared, why wouldn't she be?

"I can make my own choices Nathan." she whispers.

"Not right now you can't. You're younger than me and you're not..." I trailed off, trying to decide what she was not.

"I can do whatever I want." she says firmly and I was shocked as her tiny hands grabbed my face and pulled my jaw down. She crashed her lips on mine, and god damn, they were soft. I was so taken-a-back it took me a moment to respond, but soon I was kissing her straight back.

It was short, not deep and the way she kissed held something more than just lust in it. It held emotion.

She liked me.

Shit.

I pulled back, yanking her off and leaving her standing there as I turned away. Trying to get my mind wrapped around what had just happened.

That had been wrong, I wasn't expecting it, I hadn't planned it and... I had liked it too much, more than I thought I would.

-

She sat silently in the car as I drove her home, I had broken it off and stormed out of the house before, and I think it had upset her. It wasn't that she had been a bad kisser, it was that she was too good. Now I was racing down the street following the directions she had given me before she went all tight lipped.

Her arms were crossed across her chest, her jaw set and she was looking out the window at the sun warming the city.

We drove down a couple more streets before we came to where she was staying, which was some other fancy hotel.

"I'm going to give this back to you." she says, running her hands over the dress. "And these." she continues and looks down at the heals.

"No you won't." I say firmly.

"But I-" she begins but I cut her off.

"I don't want to hear another word about it okay?" I snap and she flinches.

"Fine. Goodbye Nathan." she answer just as harshly.

"Wait." I say suddenly, grabbing her arm before she could exit the sports car.

"What? I already know you're not going to take me out, I've tried everything I know and you're so cold. You're closed off and mean and harsh and you don't ever do anything fun, you just sit around all day and work! It pisses me off!" she shouts, looking at me angrily.

I felt anger flare up inside of me. I didn't appreciate that she was telling me those things, no one ever spoke to me that way.

"Do not speak to me that Isabella." I say coldly, more coldly than I had ever spoken to her.

"Whatever Nathan." she says rolling her eyes and making to get out of the car.

God I couldn't take her, or this anymore.

I grabbed her arm, spinning her around and grabbing her face. I kissed her, hard.

I knew she wasn't expecting this time, I wasn't either but at least I was in control now. Our lips tugged together, her hands ran through my hair, pulling at it. She brought herself closer to me, my hands moving from her face down to her hips. I let my tongue roll over hers, kissing her deeply and I felt her hips shifting in the tight dress under my palms. She was making to climb onto my lap.

I wondered, could I get her in the back seat? Was this about to happen?

I was getting turned on just by this, just by her in that dress.

I knew it couldn't happen though, I didn't want her coming back for more or getting attached which was already a danger before we kissed.

I kissed her even harder as she tried to take control, grabbing her more roughly, running my hands over her, but then I pulled back.

My breathing was ragged, her eyes were wide and her cheeks flushed.

"Goodbye Isabella." I said, my voice hoarse. She squinted at me, looking slightly hurt, but then she got out of the car. I watched her go into the apartment before I revved my engine and took off.

Maybe if I drove fast enough, I would escape the undeniable pull toward Isabella Smith.

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