Sexy, Seductive, and Sultry

“That’s enough princess, let’s go home” Alessandro announced as he held Isabelle’s hand and was about to drag her but she pulled her hand back roughly.

“I’m not done yet, I still wanna have fun” She replied, going back to the guy she was dancing with and the look of pleasure on the guy’s face angered Alessandro.

“You’ve had enough fun, you’ve gotten yourself drunk, you’ve danced, what else do you want?!” He demanded furiously and she placed her hand on his shoulder.

“The type that would make me scream, the air filled with the smell of raunchy sex and waking up in the arms of someone the next day. Is it too much to ask for?” She whispered in his ear and he sucked in his breath.

He searched around for Aurora and Elena and decided that they had left when he couldn’t find them.

“Nice, they left her behind. She’s such a dummy” He thought and was taken aback when he saw a guy angle Isabelle’s head for a kiss.

Furiously, he pushed the guy and drew Isabelle to himself.

“So masculine” She commented, sniffing as she held his shirt.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Let’s go home now” He ordered and the guy blocked their path.

“No way man, this bitch is mine, go find another for yourself” The guy protested.

“Never call me a bitch, you bastard” Isabelle asserted drunkenly, trying to maintain her balance. Alessandro threw a punch at the guy who fell down.

“Now let’s leave”

“Don’t try to boss me around. I won’t leave until I’ve had enough fun” She replied, staggering away and with a sigh, he held her waist and threw her on his shoulder.

He began to walk out of the pub as she protested loudly.

“Let me go, you asshole, I still wanna have fun” She yelled, hitting him.

He walked to the car, threw her into the car and wanted to go to the front seat but she held his hand.

“Wanna go back to the pub huh?. You wanna go back to your strippers to have fun while I get to stay in my cage, not so fast” She declared, holding his shirt tightly as she drew him inside weakly.

Fuming, he sat beside her and ordered the driver to take them home. She closed the curtain and rested her head on his shoulder.

He liked how close she was to him but still couldn’t deny that she wasn’t in her right senses.

“So what are you gonna do when you get home? Return to the pub? Call a stripper?” She questioned and he shrugged.

“Why do you wanna know? Are you jealous?” He and she laughed crazily.

“Why would I? I hate the life of a commoner and would never wish to live one even for a day. It’s all your fault I’m miserable, if you couldn’t help…”

“The least you could do was to tell me to run to someone else” She confessed solemnly, her eyes becoming watery and he sighed feeling somewhat guilty.

“I’m sorry”

“If you’re sorry, you should quit this job and get yourself another. Working as my guard must be too stressful and I know you wouldn’t want to quit because of my popularity” She drawled drunkenly and he stared at the window.

“I so much hate you. You should learn to listen to me if you wanna remain alive” She said with a mischievous grin and suddenly crashed her lips on his.

He hesitated out of surprise but responded slowly, drawing her close and he tasted alcohol on her lips.

He ran his hand up her spine, using the other hand to squeeze her breast and she shook with ecstasy.

Her pleasure was short lived when he broke away from the kiss and created a distance between them.

“I’m sorry” He muttered and turned to face the window.

With a pang of regret, she turned to the window, trying to stop herself from sobbing.

She closed her eyes and put her head on the window.

Alessandro alighted from the car and waited for her to come out.

“Great, now she wants me to open her door” He muttered, getting pissed.

He went to the other side of the car, opened her door and had to hold her as she was about to fall.

Carrying her in a bridal style, he walked inside and was allowed to be scanned unnecessarily.

He entered the sitting room and was greeted with the coldest stare from Andrea.

“What happened?” Roberto questioned when he saw them.

“She went to the pub with her friends, got drunk and slept off in the car”

“Pub? Isabelle wouldn’t go to such a place” Andrea tackled and Alessandro cast a long stare at him.

“I was only instructed to protect her not try to stop her from having fun and the presidential guards were nowhere to be found” Alessandro replied and she stirred in his arms.

“Put me down!” She ordered and without hesitation he dropped her and she staggered to where Andrea sat.

“Yes I got myself drunk, what would you do about it? Ban me from going out? Try minding your business, you’re nothing but my father’s colleague so stop acting like we’re friends or anything because we’ll never be” She lashed and climbed the stairs sluggishly and she stopped.

“And one more thing, tell those stupid reporters to stop pairing us together or else you’ll keep getting headlines which you wouldn’t like” She advised and walked inside, murmuring some words to herself.

Next morning

“Isabelle!” Roberto thundered, knocking on her door. With fury, she got up and opened the door.

“What the hell is this? Why would you disgrace yourself in public?” Her father ranted, showing her his phone.

Someone had videoed her when she was twerking on the stranger.

She muttered a curse and wondered what her father would do to her.

“Make a post on your social media accounts about acting in a movie role. Get ready, you would have to go for some acting roles since you’re becoming too idle” Roberto ordered harshly and walked out angrily.

“Shit!” She cursed, sitting on her bed. Her phone rang and she picked it up immediately.

“Hey Aurora, so not cool. I have to attend some acting shifts… I just don’t get why I can’t be left alone” She grumbled.

“Alright babe, I’ll see you at the studio when I’m done, I have a few appointments” She disclosed and hung up.

She dropped her phone, stripped off her clothes and walked inside the bathroom. She came out after 27 minutes, looking very refreshed.

She opened her wardrobe, searching for a dress.

“Maria!” She called her personal maid, furiously. Within a few seconds, Maria walked inside.

“Why are last week’s clothes still here? Take these away and bring new clothes” She ordered.

“But miss, you’ve been away since last week and haven’t worn any of these clothes” Maria countered.

“I don’t care, just do as I say” She retorted and brought out a red short gown. She walked to her show rack and took a white canvas.

She changed into the dress, wore her sandals and ordered Maria to style her hair into errant waves.

She took a white bag, stared at herself in the mirror with satisfaction and left her room.

She walked out of the house and was shocked momentarily when she saw Alessandro resting on her car.

“Good morning ma’am, Mr president has ordered me to be your driver and guard for today, your escort wouldn’t be available until further notice. Do you have any questions ma’am?” He inquired, mockery in his voice.

Ignoring his remark, she entered the car and he drove out of the house.

“Where the hell do you know that I’m heading to?” She requested when he drove past her studio.

“The president gave me a copy of your schedule and now you’re to be at Brighter Studios and Entertainment though you’re late” He replied and she gasped.

“What! What am I gonna do there? I had a shoot this morning. Turn this car around now!” She ordered and he chuckled, ignoring her.

“Are you deaf?”

“No I’m not ma’am” He answered. She took out her phone, filed her father’s number.

“What orders did you give to Alessandro? … What! I’m an adult, why can’t you let me make decisions myself! I’m not taking any movie roles and that’s final” She discussed and hung up.

“Turn this car around now”She ordered and Alessandro chuckled.

“Sorry ma’am, the president has ordered me to make sure you don’t miss any appointments, he said to keep you busy so you won’t have thoughts of going to twerk in a pub”

“Why are you doing this? You know the president is just using you and he can dispose of you any time he wishes?” Isabelle demanded.

“The pay is great ma’am, I don’t mind being used”

“So this is about the money. Name your price, I’ll pay you double of what you ask for if you agree to turn this car around” She offered.

“Very well ma’am, I want 6 billion dollars” He replied and her mouth hung open in shock.

“You bastard! I hate you”

“Yeah , you’ve said that lots of times now” He muttered and wheeled the car into Brighter Studios and Entertainment parking lot.

They alighted from the car and she walked inside the studio, raising her head confidently. She was taken to the manager who kept showering her with praises.

”You would be assigned to the best manager who would make sure you get the best of everything” The studio manager said as she made a call and a lady walked inside

She was a brunette, and looked older by a few years.

“Good day miss” She greeted and Isabelle stared at her with disgust.

“This is Lettice, she’ll be your manager, I assure you that she’s the best for you. Why don’t you show Miss Isabelle around and get to know each other” The manager, Mrs Catherine suggested and reluctantly Isabelle followed Lettice.

“Hello… What kind of movies would you like to auction for? A few series will be released soon, do you wanna check them out if any would interest you?” Lettice asked as she led her to the cafe.

“No” Isabelle answered harshly and Lettice was momentarily stunned.

“O.. okay then what would you like to do today?”

“Nothing , I don’t think I’m ready to start accepting any roles now. My regards to Mrs Catherine” Isabelle answered and walked out, leaving Lettice amazed.