Under His Protection

Vincent’s expression instantly radiated the terror that suddenly clouded his mind, as he watched the horror that Jessica had made, he could feel his heart pounding out of his chest and at that moment he became totally weak and confused about what to do.

Still thinking about the next step, his phone gave another beep from Jessica, looking at his phone he read out the words on anger. “I am sending it out if you don’t come to my room now!”

With that Vincent stormed back towards Jessica’s room, anxious about what Jessica might do with the clips she had.

On a normal day Vincent would not have cared much about the consequences of the video getting out but the thought of Isabella getting to find out made him suddenly feel nervous and was at mercies of Jessica’s sting.

Entering Jessica’s room he didn’t fail to express his disgust at what she had done.

“I see you find pleasure in doing crazy things!” he declared glaring straight at Jessica his eyes penetrating her soul.

“What do you want?” Vincent asked waiting for answers.

“You are what I have always wanted,” Jessica replied to him as she suddenly got up trying to make a romantic gesture towards Vincent whose face only radiated disapproval and disgust.

“That’s what you can never have!” Vincent replied snapping back at her request, even if he had anything for Jessica, seeing her true nature made him disappointed at the kind of lady she had become.

He wondered how he had put up with all her tantrums all these years but Jessica didn’t care about Vincent’s emotions.

She simply walked back and sat on her bed. “I always get what I want!” she replied giving Vincent a hard look. “it seems you don’t mind the video getting out,” she said as she gave Vincent a quick smirk.

“As you may have noticed I don’t have anything to hide,” she admitted slowly revealing part of her bare body that had been hidden in her silk gown.

“Yes, I know just how awful you are!” Vincent replied his voice evident with the volume of anger that had now clouded it.

“If I find this tape anywhere on the internet, I promise you the adventure of regretting the day you crossed paths with mine!” and with that, Vincent zoomed out of her room.

As Vincent left, Jessica’s face suddenly turned sour, obvious to the person Vincent was she knew better than to take his treat light-heartedly, she had woken the beast in him.

immediately he got to the car, he checked for time and was alarmed at what it said. “it’s past twelve!” he said his voice calm with with anxiousness.

“Isabella is going to be worried,” he announced immediately igniting his car, as he placed the steering on the drive, the only thing he thought at that moment was Isabella.

Halfway to his apartment a call suddenly appeared on his stereo, indicating that it was Hall calling, he quickly connected to Bluetooth and answered.

“Hey, Man,” Vincent said in a calm voice as tried to stop himself from creating any form of attention. he didn’t want Hall detecting his emotions.

“There is a bit of trouble!” he announced not replying with their usual greeting.

Vincent’s mind instantly ran wild as it engaged in several thoughts at a time. “what do you mean?” he asked trying to prepare himself for the worst.

“it’s Audrey!” he announced with a hint of seriousness in his tone.

At the sound of her name, Vincent let out a deep sigh of relief as he knew she wasn’t part of his worries at the moment. “What about her?” he asked now calm as he continued driving.

“She had called to tell me about seeing you at Jessica’s and I fear she may have told Isabella,” he finally said in a concerned voice as he waited for Vincent’s reply.

“f***!” he Exclaimed now realizing the gravity of what had happened, he immediately ended the call and dashed home.

As he parked his car, he braced himself for whatever the outcome would be as he didn’t know what to expect from Isabella, imputing the door code he memorized the speech that he had thought in his mind.

Entering the sitting room, Vincent was surprised to Isabella busy on her phone with fruits on her side.

“Hi Bella,” he said in a husky trying to soothe Isabella’s mind’s impending anger.

“Hi Vincent,” she replied sparing him a glance, she returned to the phone and giggled as she appeared to be engaged in something amusing.

Vincent was lost of words as he had been so worried sick about how she would have him come by that time after spending the whole night out.

“I’m sorry I didn’t know you were coming so soon, I didn’t make lunch,” she apologized turning to Vincent as she gave him a huge smile that instantly melted away all his worries.

Vincent didn’t need to ask if Audrey had called her because it was evident she didn’t have any epitome of anger in her, realizing that he had been worked up over nothing he asked.

“I had beaten myself up to the fact that you would be worried I was out all night up until now,” Vincent admitted a hint of desperation in his voice.

“And why should I?” Isabella inquired looking at Vincent with a new spark of inquisitiveness in her eyes.

“You are a grown man and you have been handling your life in a way that befits you, I do not need to intrude,” she said explaining to Vincent.

“I think it should be well understood on your part that we are on a contracted marriage only for a short period which doesn’t change the fact that we are not obligated to each other in any other way apart from the unborn child!” Isabella declared staring at Vincent as she waited for his reply.

Vincent on the other hand was lost for words, thinking about what Isabella had just said. he knew there was a hint of truth but he wasn’t convinced.

“Ok fine!” he finally let out, he didn’t want the argument to go on and the hangover from last night still made him feel weird.

As he turned to walk away, he heard Isabella call his attention. “Today’s antenatal and doctor had strictly asked we attend as a couple, I would be nice if you could attend,” Isabella said waving him a warm smile.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Yes, I will,” Vincent affirmed in his usual calm demeanor. “I will go get ready now,” he said continuing his movements.

immediately they entered the hospital, Isabella felt an instant nostalgia, she turned to Vincent staring into his eyes, remembering how it all started.

After the antenatal section, they waited to see the doctor who confirmed Isabella was pregnant.

“Mr and Mrs Storm,” the doctor called jolting Isabella back to reality.

“I see you are now married, that’s good,” the doctor remarked as he looked at them with a tilted smile.”

“Thank you,” they both echoed.

“Mr. Storm, you have been doing a good job as your wife’s health is in perfect condition,” he said turning to Vincent, who replied with a smile.

“But there’s going to be a little problem, which can be fixed,” the doctor affirmed giving them a reassuring smile.

The look on Isabella’s face suddenly became grave, she had always feared coming to the hospital for anything, Vincent noticing Isabella’s expression reached for her hand and held them.

“What’s wrong doctor?” Vincent asked his words firm, trying to bury the fear that was already raging a war inside him.

“Nothing serious, she would need to engage in more sexual activities during her pregnancy which will aid in smoother delivery,” he announced.

As the words hung in the air, they both looked at each other with surprise, isabella cheek suddenly turned red at the realization of what the doctor had said.

“I thought you guys were married?” the doctor asked noticing the look on their faces.

“Oh, yes we are!” they answered giving each other a warm smile.

“I hope our baby is fine?” Vincent asked as he focused his gaze on the doctor.

“Yes, every other thing is in perfect shape, you guys just have to do what have told you,” he said giving a glance to both Vincent and Isabella. “have a nice day!” he finally said as they got up to take their leave.

As they made their way out of the hospital, Isabella’s mind raced back to what the doctor had instructed them, wondering how impossible it was to have sex with Vincent without being drunk.

“Seat belt!” Vincent announced notifying Isabella who had been absent-minded, as they drove home together, there was a thick silence that hovered around the car, as both Vincent and Isabella avoided their gaze.

Isabella suddenly drifted as the terror of having sex with Vincent without getting drunk played on her mind, envisioning Vincent’s broad chest, she suddenly let out a funny sound.

“what’s wrong?” Vincent asked looking at her with concern.