The Godson, page 13
CHAPTER 13
It was a Sunday morning, Natasha had just walked outside and found her mother sitting outside with Isaiah. She looked very cosy… Natasha felt a stab in her heart. Her mother and Isaiah? “Oh darling… You are awake.” Her mother said smiling. She stood up and kissed her on the cheeks. “You look well.” “What are you doing here?” Natasha asked. She was not sure what the hell was going on here. “I came to see how you are doing? I wanted to thank Isaiah for taking you in…” “For taking me in? After you kicked me out, knowing I had nowhere to go… Why are you really here?” Fuck that. “Natasha… I’m here to apologise. I… I was in a bad place honey, I didn’t mean to treat you that way, you know I have never been like that with you before… I’m sorry. I should never have told you to leave.” Oh… Well… That was better. “I… Where is Javier?” Natasha had a feeling that he dumped her. “He’s still around. But I want to put you first. You are my first priority.” “I am?” “Yes darling. I am sorry. I never meant to hurt you.” Natasha felt like crying. She bit her lip to stop herself from actually carrying on. “And I am here to make peace with Isaiah. I’ve already apologised to him, I hope he can find it in his heart to forgive me.” “For what?” Natasha asked confused. “I wasn’t the nicest person in the world to him.” “All good.” Isaiah said. He did not give a single thing away. He looked so calm and collected. “Whatever. So… What now?” She had no idea was going to happen now. “I want you to come home. Move back in with me.” Oh… “Really?” “Really honey. I told you I am sorry and I meant it. Move back in with me. We can work anything out. I will never ever tell you to leave again.” Natasha was overwhelmed. She looked at her mother and nodded her head. “Okay.” Hearing Isaiah tell her how much she disgusted him, well this came at the perfect time. “Oh darling, you have made me so happy.” She said clapping her hands. “I have to go, but you let me know when to get Irvin to pick up your things. He can drive you home too.” Natasha nodded her head. Caroline smiled at Isaiah as she stood up. “Thank you again.” She said before she kissed Natasha on the head and left. Natasha felt better, she felt like she was not so alone any longer. Isaiah was looking at her darkly. He was thinking. “What?” She asked frowning. She didn’t like that look. “You buying that?” “Buying what? She apologised…” “She’s playing you Tasha… Can’t you see that?” “She is not… She said she was sorry.” “She has a hidden agenda.” “No she doesn’t.” How dare he try and say these things to her now. “Tasha… She only cares for herself… She wants something from you.” “Go die.” “For fuck’s sake. Don’t be an idiot and move back in with her.” “Oh no, how about I be an idiot and stay here with you?” “You are better off here.” “Am I? How so?” “Is she going to be supporting you?” “What?” “Supporting you? Do you think she will be able to give you what you want?” “You have to still give me an income.” She knew her mother would not splurge on her. Not the way she needed to spend anyway. “No I don’t. You stay here and it’s a different story.” “Why do you want me to stay here?” “I don’t. But… Your father…” “Yes, my father gave you my inheritance and now is dead. I’m good to go.” “You are making a huge mistake babe.” She didn’t reply to him. Instead, Natasha saw to the task of packing her belongings and calling Irvin to pick her and her luggage up. The sooner she was away from Isaiah the better. Isaiah was leaning back on the sofa as she came to leave. Natasha drew in a breath and looked at him. She wanted to say something, there were words that refused to leave her mouth. “Don’t go Tash.” He said quietly. “You are better off here. This is your home.” “No Isaiah, my father made certain it was no longer my anything. Goodbye.” With that she left. She walked out the doors and didn’t look back, she was about to break down in tears and did not want to do it in front of Isaiah. It was an adjusting period being back at her mothers. Caroline was on her best behaviour, she made sure that Natasha settled in well. It was nice to be back with her mother. It felt like the good old times. Her mother even asked her to go out with her and Javier a few times, she insisted she come out with them. Natasha dolled herself up and went out with them. Dinner, dancing and back home. Her mother was literally a party animal. She loved the attention men threw her way, she loved the crazy life. Natasha joined her mother and was introduced to a few nice men. Business men, all very rich and all very good looking. Her mother encouraged her to get to know them. She was insisting she date Charles Fairway. A very rich man, he had inherited a few billion dollars from his late grandfather. Natasha didn’t want to date him, she was not looking to date. Did not want anybody to touch her… Well that was anybody apart from Isaiah. His touch didn’t disgust her, not when he was touching her anyway, his touch disgusted her afterward. Always after sex she felt so sick at how much she wanted him to touch her. “Natasha, I’m trying to fix your fuck up. You get to know this man, make him fall head over heels for you and marry him. He is already interested in you, asked me a few times to hook you up with him, don’t be stupid and let this opportunity pass.” “Mum, I am not looking to get married.” “Too bad. You are going to do this. Make it work. I’m looking out for you. I’m setting you up for life. Do this, make him go crazy for you… You are gorgeous, any man can see that, it won’t take much.” Her mother had a point, she was not getting anywhere fast. If Natasha didn’t sort herself out now, she was going to eventually end up with nothing. She could not let that happen. Dating Charles was a chore. He was so into himself that it made her want to yawn. She didn’t know how long she could do this for. He was just an over indulged boy… She found she didn’t like that in a man. He was nothing like Isaiah, nothing macho about this dude, nothing sexy about him, nothing remotely appealing to her. Despite his blonde hair and blue eyes, despite his perfect teeth, he was not her type of man. She was not into him at all. Charles was not for her, but the money… Oh god the money… She had to put her wants aside for now, once she married him, she would divorce him after taking all his money… Simple enough. She dated Charles for over three months. She refused to let him touch her. That was not a move she was prepared to take just yet. “How long Natasha?” “How long what?” “For us… I am a man with needs.” Nice. She rolled her eyes to herself. “I want to wait until I’m married. I am worth more than a quick tumble.” “Married? I’m only thirty three…” “I’m not telling you to marry me…” She was. “I’m just saying that I don’t want to be with just anybody. My body is a temple… I am worth so much more than a quick lay… Don’t you agree?” “You’re bloody hot. You know you are… What can I buy you to get you to sleep with me?” “Buy me? Honey does it look like I need anything?” She said moving her hands up and down her body. “I am not looking for money. I’m looking for somebody who deserves me.” “I deserve you…” “Do you?” Propose you dickhead. “I can make all your dreams come true.” Gross… He was sickening. “How?” “Let’s just…” “Charles, I am not sleeping with you. If you are not looking for a long-term relationship ship I suggest you walk away now.” “I am… I want you… I want you no matter what… Marry me.” And there it was. Natasha had to pretend like she was shocked. “Marry me… Let’s just do it.” “It’s too soon…” Fuck this was boring. “No… We can get engaged. Have the biggest party ever. Charles Fairway and Natasha Bronte… The world will go mad. Say you will…” “Oh my god, I… I don’t know what to say?” She knew exactly what to say. “Say yes.” “Yes. Yes…” And so it was to be. Natasha was to marry the world’s most boring and stuck up man… Her engagement was a fairy tale. Nothing was too much. It was magical. Not that she really cared, but she enjoyed dressing up and being the centre of attention. She was once again in her element and the world knew not to fuck with Natasha Bronte. She wore five different dresses, each dress costing more than the other. She had them all designer made. She was loving her life… Until she saw Isaiah at her party. He was with Gloria and they were mingling. She had been chatting away when her eyes made contact with his. Natasha felt the world stop. He tilted his head at her as he eyed her out. She stood there unmoving until Charles asked her what was wrong. “Um… Who invited him?” She asked pointing at Isaiah. “I did.” “How do you know him?” “He’s your father’s godson… I assumed you wanted him here.” “Oh… How did you know that?” “He told me.” Oh… “And you know him how?” “Met him at an event, long before we dated, he told me who he was and I just thought you wanted family here.” Oh… Oh… Natasha nodded her head and turned to leave. “Where are you going?” Charles asked her. “I need to get some air. I won’t be long.” She was thankful when a few men distracted Charles. Natasha walked outside on the balcony and drew in a deep breath. She was so shocked at seeing Isaiah that her stomach turned. Why did he affect her so much? “The party is inside.” Natasha turned and faced Isaiah. He stood there looking so good. Like a god of sorts. “What you doing out here?” “Why are you here?” She asked getting straight to the point. It had taken Natasha a while to stop thinking about Isaiah. She had done everything in her power to get him out of her head, and now here he was. “I was invited. You look amazing.” “I don’t want you here.” He was confusing everything. “Why not? You love him right? Happy to be getting married?” “I… You don’t belong here.” “Why?” “Isaiah, I… You have to go.” Go before she changed her mind. “You played right into her hands.” He said moving closer to her. He touched her face softly. “Her plan was to get you to marry Fairway.” “She’s only looking out for me.” “She’s only looking out for herself.” He lifted her chin forcing her to look into his eyes. “She wants the money Tasha…” “No… No, she is doing this for me.” “Do you love him?” “What?” “Do you love him?” No she did not love him. But Isaiah didn’t need to know that. “That’s none of your business.” “So you don’t… Have you fucked him yet?” Natasha felt her face heat up. “You need to leave.” “So you haven’t… Why the fuck are you seeing this through?” “Why? You are asking me why? My father gave you everything… I can’t live with nothing. I have standards…” “So you are willing to marry him for the money?” Natasha felt a lump in her throat. This was all too much. “I am willing to do whatever is necessary.” “You are letting your mother whore you out? She your pimp now?” “How dare you? You are the one who wanted to play this stupid sick game. Did you think I would sit back and have nothing?” “Okay, so marry him, I want you to marry him and let him touch you, let him do dirty things to you, let him feel you up… I know how much you love being touched.” Natasha felt her face heat up. This asshole knew that she had intimacy issues. She felt sick at the thought of men touching her, all but stupid Isaiah that was. “I… He will be my husband. I will not have an issue with it.” Yes she would. “Okay, so are you lying to yourself or me?” “Stop Isaiah… I don’t want you here. I… You are ruining my engagement.” She said angrily. She was hating how quickly she wanted to end this stupid agreement with Charles. “He’s not for you. For once in your life, don’t make this about money.” *** Isaiah stood there looking at the world’s most gorgeous creature and shook his head. Caroline was a bitch to get Natasha to agree to this. He knew this was not what she wanted, but the money that Charles had would surely sweeten the deal. “What can I make it about? Ha? About you taking my life? About you manipulating my father to give you everything? I have to look out for me.” “He’s a fucking idiot… Fairway is a complete self-absorbed moron.” “Be that as it may, I am still going to marry him.” “He will make you miserable.” “I don’t recall asking for you advice.” She said stubbornly. Isaiah was about to die with the knowledge that this jerk was going to be touching her. He never experienced jealousy like he did this very instant. “You are going to fuck your life up Natasha. You think he won’t have a lawyer draw up contracts? You think you will see a dime? Don’t be an idiot.” “I’m not a child Isaiah. I know what I’m doing.” She shook her head and moved around him to make her way back inside. Isaiah was not ready to let her go just yet. He grabbed her arm and pulled her into his body. “Come back to the mansion and stay with me.” He was so close to her now. His mouth almost on hers. “You had everything you wanted.” “Did I?” “What the hell is with you? You want to be with him?” “Yes I do.” She said before she literally shoved him away from her and made her way inside. Isaiah spent the remainder of the evening watching her be with that fucker. He was about to lose his head with jealousy. Caroline greeted him and offered him a drink. He hated this bitch, he knew she was playing a game and he needed to be on guard every minute she was around. “You set them up?” He asked her. “Yes, I thought they would make a nice couple. He is so into her that I thought why not.” “She is not in love with him.” “How would you know that?” Caroline was a sneaky bitch. “We both know she doesn’t love him.” “Honey, what has love got to do with anything? Seriously, love nothing. She has to look out for herself. Nobody else is going to do it for her.” “You think you are helping her?” “Why do you care?” “Her father would be turning in his grave…” “Her father left her with nothing. I hope he’s burning in the pits of hell.” Isaiah looked at Caroline and shook his head. She was a scary one. He kind of felt bad for Natasha. She didn’t really have a chance at being nice person being raised by this witch. Isaiah watched as Charles paraded Natasha. He danced the slow dance with her and moved his body onto hers. He wanted the world to know that they were engaged. Natasha was not smiling, she tried to force the smile every now and again but it he was not buying it. Isaiah didn’t give a fuck, he interrupted the dance and took her hand to dance with him. She gave him frown before accepting. Charles was happy to dance with Gloria, it looked like they swapped partners for the sake of it. “What are you doing?” Natasha asked him through clenched teeth. “I don’t want you to marry him.” “So marry me then.” She said staring into his eyes. The fuck did she just say? “Yeah, I thought not. So shut up already and leave me to do what I have to do.” “Why the fuck do you need to marry anybody?” “Because genius, I need money.” “For fuck’s sake…” “No. I am not talking to you about this.” “Your mother set this all up.” “Good. At least she is trying to help me.” “You act as though you have nothing…” “I do have nothing. You made sure of that.” “One ring Tasha, sell one ring and you could be set for life.” “No. No Isaiah… I don’t work that way. I don’t understand what the problem is if I marry him or not. Why are you so troubled by this?” “Chris…” “Is dead.” She stopped him from continuing with his sentence. “Fine, me… I don’t like that you will be with him.” “You don’t like? Why?” Fucking hell. He wanted to tell her that he was in love with her, he was… No idea how that bloody happened, he had fallen so hard for this little troublemaking vixen. “He’s not for you?” “That’s not for you to decide. Be careful Isaiah, you are sounding a little jealous… Does not suit you to be so insecure.” “You think I’m jealous?” “Yep…” Natasha had this gloating look about her. “Yeah, you’re jealous… Why would be the question… I wonder why you are carrying on this way.” “You are a fucking idiot. End this relationship. Come home with me.” “No.” “Fine… You want to marry this dickhead? Go one… Go ahead. I hope you live a good life. I hope you don’t regret this.” He was so angry. She was pissing him the hell off. Isaiah looked into her gorgeous blue eyes and wanted to shake her stupid. “I am going to marry him, why you feel the need to talk me out of it I have no idea. It shouldn’t bother you who I marry. You hate me, remember?” He shoved her away from him forgetting himself. He knew there was an audience. Natasha raised her eyebrow at him waiting to see his next move. Gloria must have realised something was amiss, she moved over to him, full of smiles and took his hand leading him away. That was a good month ago. He was pissed off as hell. His mind going crazy with the mere thought of any man touching her. “Why does it bother you?” Gloria was not a dumb woman, she knew he had feelings for Natasha. “She’s an idiot.” “Okay, but let her make her own mistakes.” “He will ruin her.” “How so?” “He will treat her like dirt, he will show the world he got her only so he can treat her like shit. I know him, I know the type… He thinks he is too good for the world.” “So he’s a male version of Natasha?” Yep, that about summed it up. Isaiah did his best to get Natasha out of his mind. He didn’t want to be forever thinking about her. His plan had been to ruin Caroline, that’s all that was supposed to have happened. Nothing he planned worked that way. Only thing that worked in his favour was Christopher giving him everything. Maybe Isaiah should be happy with that little victory. He denied Caroline and Natasha the inheritance. But something didn’t feel right, it just wasn’t complete. For some reason, Isaiah felt that Caroline had played him, maybe Natasha too, made him fall madly in love with her only so she could fuck him up… Much like now. He wouldn’t put it passed Caroline, and Natasha was sure to do anything her mother told her to do. If that was the case, then they had got him good. It was a Friday night and Isaiah had just come out of the shower. He was about to call it a night when he heard noises. He knew that everybody had gone home, the cooks, the cleaners… He made his way out of the room and followed the noise. Somebody was in Natasha’s room. Isaiah quietly opened the door and found Natasha sitting in the middle of her bed. She was looking through papers and didn’t hear him. She looked very preoccupied. “The fuck are you doing here?” He asked, he was very confused at her actions. Natasha put her hand on her heart. “My god… You can knock. You really don’t have manners or etiquette.” “What are you doing here?” “I needed to be alone.” “So you come here?” She was nuts. “Yeah… Go.” The bitch had some nerve. “Natasha, I will fucking smack you if you talk to me that way.” “What do you want? Go away. I’m busy.” “You are in my house.” “Oh go die.” She placed the papers down and groaned as she flopped down onto the bed so she was laying down now. “I hate my life!” Isaiah moved inside her room and grabbed the papers. He thought as much, Charles wanted her to sign the prenup. “You seem surprised.” He was mocking her. “The hell am I going to do?” “The fact that you haven’t told him to fuck off yet is beyond me.” He shook his head at her logic. “And what Isaiah? Ha? And what? I tell him to fuck off and what?” “You come back here. You stay here.” “So you can dictate my life?” She sat back up and looked into his eyes. His dick jolted to life. “Better me than him. You are but a possession to him.” “Whatever…” “Don’t be a fucking idiot. He is not for you.” “Isaiah, help me fix this. I need a lawyer, I need to find a loop hole… I need something… If I do end up divorcing him, I need to be entitled to something.” “I can’t fucking believe you.” “Oh my god. I don’t know what to do. This is it for me, my last fucking chance. This is all your fault. You did this. You… You ruined my life, so fix it.” She demanded him. She was dead serious and Isaiah could not for the life of him understand how she thought she had the right to still speak down to him. “I’ll tell you what to do, fuck him off.” Just tell him to fuck off already. “I’ll fix it. Just walk away from him, walk away from your mother.” “I can’t be under your thumb.” She sounded so irritated. “Don’t you see that? I would rather have that over spoilt moron touch me than ever have to answer to you.” She stood up and now and began to pace. “Nice.” Isaiah said not believing her. “How was it under my thumb exactly?” He asked wanting to hear her side of this. Her face turned crimson the minute he asked her that. “Tell me? What part didn’t you like exactly? The sex? I’m pretty sure you loved every second of that, you weren’t so happy with it after you came so hard… Always hated yourself for that, but being under my thumb, what else? Buying whatever you wanted?” “I had to ask.” “You had to ask? And so what? You asked and I gave you.” “No… You said no.” “I said no and then I gave you whatever you wanted anyway. Asking is hard? That’s the issue?” Isaiah was deliberately making her sound stupid. He wanted her to wake the fuck up. “You know it’s more than that. Stop…” “What’s more? I want to know.” “You. I don’t want to be with you…” “Okay, but you weren’t with me…” “You touched me occasionally.” She said as her face coloured more. “Okay, so I won’t touch you. Ever. Will that make you come back. I mean seeing how much you hate my touch… I’m sure Charles’ touch is better. Is it better Natasha?” Isaiah wanted to hurt her, the thought of Charles putting his hands on her drove him insane with jealousy. She frowned at him. “Shut up.” She moaned. Isaiah moved over to her and pulled her to his body. His hands on her waist. His dick was throbbing. “You hate my touch so much right?” He said before kissing her. He kissed her softly, not forcing anything. He just wanted her body to know this is what it wanted. It wanted his touch, his kiss… Not anybody else’s. “You don’t like it when I touch you… I make you sick right?” Natasha swallowed when he pulled away, he was still holding her but was not kissing her. He did not expect her to do what she did next, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. Like fully kissed him. Isaiah didn’t think that this was going to happen, he was not prepared for her to do this. Losing any sense of control, he took over the kiss. He growled into her mouth as his dick rubbed itself on her stomach. Not wanting to think about anything but this moment, Isaiah pulled up her skirt and moved her panties aside before he released his cock and slammed it inside her hot and inviting pussy. He slammed her up against the wall as he pounded into her. She gasped with every thrust. Isaiah was far gone, he didn’t know how to calm down, he didn’t want to hurt her but he wasn’t able to stop himself even if he tried. She scratched his back and he was lost to the world. Her pussy tightened around is cock as she cried out. Two seconds later he found his release deep inside her hot little cunt. He felt his cock expand inside her before he erupted. It was very awkward after that. Natasha hurried to the bathroom and Isaiah returned to his room. He made his way into the bed and shook his head at what had occurred. He wanted to talk to her, tell her that there was something between them, that they were meant to be together, or something… He knew that they were not a thing, could never be a thing, but he didn’t want her to be with anybody else. He didn’t want her, but he sure as hell didn’t want anybody else to have her either. It would have been some time in the middle of the night when Natasha made her way into his bed. She didn’t touch him, she lay on her side facing him. “You asleep?” “Yeah.” He could see her blue eyes glistening in the dark. “You can’t tell anybody about this.” What? “Why not?” “Isaiah, promise me.” “You not giving him up?” Fucking idiot. “No. I will make this work…” “Shut up. Stop fucking talking.” He was done with her crap. Isaiah turned his back to her so he wouldn’t hurt her. Dumb, that’s all she was, she was a greedy girl who only thought about money… She was going to ruin her life, and in the process ruin his life… Caroline played them both well. Natasha remained in the room for the rest of the night, he found her curdled up beside him in the morning. She looked so innocent when she slept… Yes, she was anything but innocent, he was well aware of that, but she looked so vulnerable laying there beside him. Isaiah felt a stab in his heart. He was madly in love with the vixen… That was not a good thing… Now everything was complicated. He didn’t know how to proceed now. She had just fucked his head up and now he was lost…
