Blindfolded Marriage

Evidences

Maxwell POV

I enjoy my breakfast and it does surprise me that Isabella did not come home last night. She said she has to work with a partner but that she is staying there. Well, let's see how her mood is today. I drink my coffee when Athos enters the dining room. He is my right hand and my head security. He knows me so well and that is why I pay for him.

"Morning Mr.Evans here is the report from last night that you asked for."-He greets me and gives me a folder. I nod to him and he just walks back to the door to guard it. I open the folder and it makes my blood boil with anger. I find a lot of photos of Isabella and she is not alone. She is certainly not studying or writing an assignment. She is under a man with dirty blonde hair in the bed. Her mouth is open and her back is arched. Her breast and her hard n*pple a little show from this side view. The man hovering over her is not other than William Harris. He is naked and Isabella too so it is not hard to guess what they are doing. The expression on their face tells everything. They shared intimate moments and she lied to me in my eyes.

"Are they real photos?"-Ask him and he walks closer.

"Yes, they are real. He even made a short video of it and sent it to me in the morning."-Athos answers and hands me his phone with a video already open for me. In this video, Isabella rides William in the bed and hovers over him. They smile and kiss while their lower parts connect too. I can see the love in every move they make. Her breasts bounce up and down and her hair falls on her back and looks so messy might be the actions before in the bed. William caresses her breast with his hands and she loves it. She actually looks like moan so much. Her back arch and they both groan together and scream each other's names with passion. They might reach their high together. She falls on his chest but their mouths dance together and they pants heavily. After that, the video ends finally. I feel my anger rise and I am not happy. I thought this day will be happy, but not anymore. I give back the phone to Athos and he put it in his pocket.

"Well, it looks like my future wife, she enjoys her life before our marriage. Is she at school now or is she still at his apartment?"-I want to know if she is so hooked to him that she might skip school to spend more time with him.

"She went to school and he is still in his apartment. Should we do something to separate them?"-He asks because he knows me so well.

"No. I don't want them to know that we know about them. They keep doing this until our wedding but after we should make some moves. We can go now to work."-I tell Athos and finish with my coffee.

"Yes, boss. I will bring the car."-He leaves and I collect my stuff to work.

After we arrive I bury myself into the business and do my paperwork. Soon we will marry and after she will recognize some change in her life. I have to deal with some new allies with new small companies so we can make more profit. This will distract my mind to not thinking about her or how she moaned in that video. Her perfect body was under and over William Harris's body. I have to think about something else or I might get a hard-on soon in the middle of my meeting. After we finish the meeting my father holds me back so just he and I stay there.

"Son, what's going on? You look preoccupied and so quiet. It's not the Maxwell I know. Is this about the wedding?"-My father asks me honestly when he sits next to me.

"Nothing is going on. I just didn't sleep well. Nowadays the pressure is more in every passing day. I still don't feel ready to settle down and share my name with someone who I don't know anything about."-I lean back in my chair and look at the ceiling.

"Son, you don't need to be attached to her. She will be Mrs.Evans but this does not mean that any emotion needs to be involved. She will go to school and you go to work. At the end of the day you both sleep under the same roof and that's it. But to remind you I want an heir for you also. Because life is nothing without kids. Trust me about this."-He pats my shoulder and I am immediately looking at him. He might be right but I am still young and do not think good about settling down.

"We will see dad. I can't guarantee anything and we are both still young. We never know what life puts in our way. I am sure we will figure everything out with Isabella. She will finish college next year and after that, she will start her career. So we have a lot of time until then."-I try to comfort him because I don't want him to worry about Isabella and me. If he knows about last night what happened between Isabella and William I am sure he will be angry too and want to talk about her behavior too. I can't complain because I f*ck our designer in the dressing room while we prepare for our wedding.

"Yes, true. We will see what will happen in the future. Are you excited about the wedding? I am glad that it will come soon because I am not sure how much I have left. I feel weaker every day than the day before. I will see my son get married and get a beautiful woman as his wife. If you and she get a child in the future I am sure it will look like an angel and be beautiful with the genes from both of you."-I almost choke on my saliva from the mention of our kid. I don't think Isabella will let me near her close and not even that intimate close to making a kid. Even if we get close to each other and might have a kid my father will not see because he doesn't have much left.

"I am not sure about it. Sometimes I want to get over it as fast as possible and other times I want more time before it. I don't know anything exactly about it because Isabella plans everything. It's still too early to talk about kids yet."-I answer him while I run my finger through my hair. Probably the most beautiful woman will be my wife but we don't love each other so I smell trouble. We are talking for a while about business. After a while, I see he is so exhausted I order his driver to take him home to my mom.

When the clock hits 8 pm I collect my things and I am ready to head home. Half an hour later I finally reach my home. I wonder if Isabella is at home or if she will stay with William again. Soon after I walk past the front door my question is answered. She leans over the kitchen counter and sits on a barstool. On the counter everywhere papers and she chews her pencil in her hand. She might study for school. She didn't hear my arrival, just deep in her thoughts. Something smells delicious and I wonder what it is. Usually my staff cook but that time they usually put it away already in the fridge if I didn't get home in time. I try to figure out the source of the smell. I can examine her figure from this distance too. Her brown long hair is now in a ponytail and some bags under her eyes. She must be tired and not sleep much as well. She must still be wearing her clothes today, but it is not the same as the one she left yesterday. A long sleeve black t-shirt with a deep v-cut in the front. From this side angle, a little of her black lacy bra is shown too. A skintight light blue jeans and thigh high heels black boots. Her boots heels click to the barstool because she shakes her leg. She looks nervous. She looks beautiful and others might think that I am the luckiest man on the planet but it's not true. If they know that William Harris is the lucky one because he used to sleep next to her. I have my bed warmer but I never have a woman love as much as they have. The way in the pictures they look at each other or the way they come together. They are like two halves and when together they complete each other.

"Good evening, Isabella."-I speak up and clear my throat to make sure she hears me. Her body winces a little. I might scare her but soon she turns to me with a smile on her face.

"Good evening, Maxwell. Sorry I didn't hear you come. I cooked some dinner for us."-She looks at me and points to the pot on the stove. Her gaze immediately turns back to her papers. Maybe they will write a test tomorrow and that is why she looks worried.

"Smells delicious. I thought my staff would cook for us."-I answer her because I am curious what she has in her mind.

"I let them leave earlier because I want to cook something homemade. You can change your clothes before and after we can eat."-She doesn't even look at me, just speaks.

"Sure. Give me five minutes and I will be there."-I leave quickly before she answers and heads to my room. I take off my jacket, my tie, and my shoes. I roll up the sleeves of my shirt and slip into a comfy shoe.