Sexy, Seductive, and Sultry

“What are we gonna do?” Isabelle whispered, fear written all over her face.

“Shh, they’ll leave soon. I’ve called for backup”

“It’s getting dark already, this place isn’t safe, there might be snakes or wild animals here” She pointed out.

“I’ll give you a few minutes to come out or else it’ll get real bloody” Beau shouted and Isabelle gasped, hurriedly, Alessandro drew her to himself, using his hand to cover her mouth.

“You have five seconds!” Beau shouted and Alessandro typed on his phone, his hands shaky and limp.

He was filled with fear and anxiety, Isabelle was trembling in his arms and sniffing softly.

“Fire!” Beau instructed and the men began to fire in different directions, moving their hands from side to side.

“Ahh” Alessandro whispered with gritted teeth and Isabelle glanced at him sharply, questions in her eyes.

She covered her mouth with panic when he turned his leg and she saw blood oozing out.

“You’re injured, what are we gonna do?” She whispered, crying already and he closed his eyes weakly, struggling to stay conscious.

“Please.. please stay with me, don’t.. don’t” She pleaded, touching his cheek.

He opened his eyes weakly and sat on the floor slowly, the gun shots had stopped and Isabelle wondered why, she wanted to look through the bushes to know what was wrong but Alessandro held her tightly.

“Buddy! Aless.. Al!” A guy whispered loudly and panic gripped Isabelle.

“It’s just Darrell” Alessandro muttered and she creased her brows.

Isabelle peeked and saw a man standing, he was holding a gun and she saw Beau and his men lying on the floor.

“Hi.. hi” She mumbled, slowly coming out of the bush and Darell pointed the gun at her.

“I’m Isabelle, Alessandro is injured please help” She pleaded, kneeling down and Darell kept the gun.

Together, they dragged Alessandro, who was unconscious, out of the bush. Darell threw him on his back and together they walked towards his car.

He put Alessandro in the back seat with Isabelle who held his cheek, crying and whispering some words.

Darell took them to his house and with the help of some maids, Alessandro was taken to a room. The maid showed Isabelle to a different room but she refused, saying she wanted to be beside Alessandro.

A doctor came inside and attended to Alessandro while Isabelle looked at her closely.

The presidential palace

“What the fuck is wrong with y’all, how would Alessandro be allowed to use the computers without anybody being with him? Where the fuck did he go to now? Consider yourself fired if I don’t find Isabelle today!” Roberto ranted and Ann informed him that he had a package.

Fear gripped him as he stared at the small box in his hand, with a racing heart, he opened the box and threw it on the floor immediately, looking at the bloody thumbs with terror, Ann and the others gasped when they saw it.

“No, no. It can’t be!” Roberto screamed, shaking his head as he stepped back.

Ann held his shoulder, trying to comfort him while a staff was ordered to clean up the ground.

“You guys are incompetent fools, find Isabelle in the next 20 minutes or else you would all pay with your lives!” Ann barked as she led Roberto to his office.

I’m so sorry for your loss, perhaps after all it’s a terrible idea to let the public know about your kids, I would die if it were to be Annabella and Andrew” Ann muttered and Roberto sat on the chair, feeling broken.

“Sir, it has leaked to the media that Isabelle’s thumb was sent” An official announced and Roberto collapsed.

“Get the doctor now!” Ann orders as Roberto was taken to the room, Ann paced around the room, her phone in her hands as she waited for the doctor.

“Get everybody’s phone searched now, I want that traitor to be found immediately” Mario ordered and the guards began searching the phones of the technical department.

“Ann, in my office now” Mario instructed and Ann frowned, walking behind him.

“Yes?” She demanded hastily.

“You know this is a good opportunity, we could inject him to sleep, make him unconscious for a few weeks till the primary election is over, you could be my vice” Mario offered and Ann pounded over the decision, weighing what she could gain and lose.

It would be beneficial if she was made vice but she couldn’t trust Mario and she didn’t want her kids to get endangered in the line.

“I’m not interested, the position of the minister is more than good enough. Mind you if anything happens to Roberto I’ll expose all your secrets” Ann threatened and left the office, Mario stood transfixed.

“Isa.. Isabelle…” Alessandro muttered, raising his body up weakly. A bandage was wrapped around his leg and he groaned.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

He stared at the spinning room and closed his eyes, a dull ache banging on his head.

Isabelle walked inside the room, holding a tray filled with different delicacies of food. She dropped it immediately and ran to help him up, she was grinning widely and he couldn’t help but smile as he stared at her radiant face.

“You’re awake, are you hungry? What would you like to eat?” She questioned, she sat down and put the tray on her leg, trying to feed him and he held her hand.

“Chill, I’m fine. Where’s Darell?” He muttered weakly.

“Your friend? He’s in the sitting room, he’s such a life saver and kind man” Isabelle disclosed and he nodded, trying to stand up from the bed.

“No, you can’t. Your leg is injured” She protested and he shrugged when she went outside to call Darell.

“Hey man, you’re awake. You slept like a fucking lady, you getting weak now or what?” Darrell teased with a smile.

“How about I shoot you and let’s see how strong you are”

“You need to see this news, it’s shitty and says stuffs about Isabelle’s thumbs being chopped. Now the president is unconscious and everything is just messed up” Darell disclosed and Alessandro frowned, holding Isabelle’s hand.

He sighed deeply when he saw her thumbs and kissed them softly.

Darrell had a look of shock on his face and he coughed slightly, causing Alessandro to drop her fingers.

“What are we gonna do? The news wouldn’t stop” Isabelle demanded shyly, recoiling.

“We could leave now or wait till tomorrow” Darell suggested.

“Let’s leave now”

“No! Your leg is injured, I won’t let you endanger yourself just be you me. You’ve caused enough pain for yourself already” Isabelle disagreed and Alessandro held her cheek, he wiped her tears and kissed her forehead affectionately.

“I’ll be fine, let’s go now” He instructed and with the help of Darrell, he limped to the car.

Darrell drove to the Presidential palace and groaned when he saw the paparazzi in front of the entrance.

Isabelle stepped out of the car and all the cameras, lights and reporters turned to her.

They were amazed when she helped Alessandro out of the car, guards hurried from inside, creating a barricade as they were ushered inside.

Roberto who was awake already was pacing around his office, finding it hard to believe that Isabelle was downstairs.

He hugged her immediately as she entered his office, kissing her hair and holding her very tight.

“I thought I was going to lose you” He whispered, tears flowing from his eyes.

“Get off me! You vile man, you say you care about me yet you couldn’t step down when they asked you to do so…”

“You didn’t send your guards to follow Alessandro when he came to find me nor did you try to find me….”

“All you care about is your reputation as the president and your next election” She ranted, fury written all over her and Ann frowned, rolling her eyes with anger.

“Isabelle, we tried our best to find you, before we could ask Alessandro for your whereabouts, he dashed out. We did all we could” Ann replied grudgingly and Isabelle pushed her aside.

“Shut the hell up! Who invited you here? Are you forgetting your place, you’re nothing but a mere secretary and you should learn to know your place” Isabelle shouted and Ann slapped her cheek immediately.

“I’m his mere secretary yet I’ve been helping him during the elections, doing lots of dirty jobs to make sure he gets what he wants, keeping lots of secrets while you sit your ass at home and create chaos, all the scandals that have been ongoing, I’ve been cleaning them up for you…”

“You’re such an ungrateful bitch” Ann replied angrily and Isabelle dragged her hair, pulling her to the ground. Ann retorted, holding Isabelle’s own as they both pulled at each other’s hair and fought.

Alessandro succeeded in pulling Isabelle away while some guards held Ann who was struggling to escape.

“Ann, you’re suspended for a week, after a week, I’ll discuss the appropriate punishment for you and you Isabelle, you would be punished” Roberto fumed and Isabelle hissed, earning a sharp gaze from her father.

“You’re joking huh? I want Alessandro and Darrell to be honored in public” She dropped and Roberto stared at her with fright.

“They would be compensated handsomely”

“I don’t care, I want them to be honored in public because they were competent enough to do what your thousands of guards who receive millions annually couldn’t…”

“I could have been shot, he took a bullet that was meant for me! He willingly set his life down for mine” She retorted and Roberto nodded, giving orders for arrangements to be made.

Andrea and Mario walked inside, happy that Isabelle was found. Andrea stopped midtrack when he saw Alessandro holding Isabelle’s waist, they untangled quickly and Andrea stared at Alessandro with hatred.

“Thank goodness you’re safe, I was so worried about you” Andrea confessed, kissing her cheeks and Isabelle snorted.

“Yea, it was evident that you were so worried you couldn’t sleep” Isabelle mocked and Roberto coughed.

“Mind the way you talk, he’s your fiancée” Roberto scolded and she laughed sarcastically.

“I’ll leave you gentlemen to handle the press and take care of the ceremony we have tomorrow..”

“What ceremony?” Andrea requested.

“Yea, the president had promised to host a ceremony to honor Darrell and Alessandro for doing a job his well trained guards couldn’t do, isn’t that awfully nice and sweet? My father is becoming cool” She taunted and walked out with Alessandro who was limping.