Isabella

Chapter five

Antonio

I can't focus today, because I needed to be at the office now I dialed Isabella and she was able to pick me up.

Hi, dear, good day I said. So I was wondering if you could stay with Loreal for another hour today I have a lot to do if you don't mind I will appreciate it.

Oh, it's fine, I am still in my off today I would be there in a couple of minutes. She responded,

And in thirty minutes she was here to babysit Loreal, she wore a black body con dress, and her hair was sleeked into a bun.

I eventually left the house and spent almost all day, I tried to reach Bella to make her know about the extra activities that I still had to do.

I got home eventually and she was already sleeping with a baby girl on my bed.

They both looked peaceful and she looked even more prettier to me than before I had to beg my d**k to stay quiet.

Seeing her in my cloth was a trip. Vicky never wore my stuff, never even threw on a hoodie for a quick trip to the store. I never thought much of it until I saw Bella practically in one of my clothes. I thank the heavens that it was a black shirt instead of white because I can guarantee she wasn't wearing a bra. Seeing her all bundled up on my bed, folded into herself sleeping peacefully she looked vulnerable. All my protective instinct came roaring to the surface and all I wanted to do was grab her and keep her safe from the world.

Vicky has always proven I couldn't protect her from everything.

I sigh and rub my hand down my face before going to change.

I came back after showering.

"Bella," I said quietly I am back but she turned, I repeated myself and she huffed annoyingly I just had to let her be, and I got into bed.

The next morning loreal wakes pretty early so I fed her and changed her before wheeling her bassinet into the room where Isabella was sleeping, her quiet snores filling the air I couldn't help but laugh.

I am tempted to press a kiss on her forehead, but I shake the thought away. Almost as soon as I was about to leave I bumped into Ethan at the door.

"Hey, man." What's up?"Ethan asked as we bumped into each other.

"Not much," I say shrugging, eager to get to my workout.

"Who's with the kid," Ethan asked.

"Babysitter," I say trying to scoot past the door and shut it quietly.

"A babysitter?This early?"Ethan asked suspiciously and I try to avoid his gaze.

"Is it that hot chick that was in the house the other day? Did she stay the night? He asked with a sly smile and I frown at his intuition.

"Isabella is a friend." Yeah, she stayed the night, she was watching Loreal all day while I was in the office and you know we finished late so before I got back she was asleep with Loreal.

"Friend huh?" You won't mind if I ask her out then?" Ethan asked and I clench my jaw.

"She is so hot."

They have perfect asses and t**s, Nice smile too. You know those sweet ones are always crazy in bed. Bet I can make her call me Daddy. Ethan said and I tried to stop myself from shaking with rage.

"Don't f**k with her," I say pointing a finger at him. She is the only person I have that could help with loreal and I am not going to let you f**k that up for me by doing something stupid. I said and his eyes widened in surprise, he takes a step backward.

Ok, man. Damn, I'll keep my distance. He says before walking around me and leaving the house. it takes a while for my anger to simmer and I took it out on a machine. The thing that pissed me off the most was how he spoke about her body like her body was the only asset. He didn't even talk about how generous she is with a great sense of humor.

"Gosh, I sound like a love-sick fool."

He wouldn't appreciate her. Therefore I am doing her a favor by scaring him off.

At least that's what I keep telling myself.

I finished my workout finally and I gulped down a bottle of water. I could have showered but I just love the way Isabella looks at me whenever I am all sweaty.

I catch a glimpse of my wedding ring glinting through the sunlight, And my head got reset.

Another sadness as always clenches my guts, it wasn't so strong as usual. I fiddled with it a little, wondering if I will ever take it off.

As soon as I left the gym room and got downstairs and first smell that hit me was cinnamon and vanilla, my mouth watered.

I headed to the kitchen where Isabella was loreal was strapped to her chest in the carrier that I thought required a degree in engineering to figure out, swaying side to side as she sings along to the music coming from her phone and flipping the French toast in the stove. She notices and smiled brightly at me. I fight the urge to kiss her and call her sweetheart.

"This is feeling so much personal."

"Well, what is for breakfast?"I asked.

"Well, for me it's a French toast. For you, it's an egg white omelet with cheese and spinach. I crackled my nose and pecked Loreal.

Why am I stuck with spinach if you would get French toast? I pouted.

I figured you might be on a diet plan so that all the hard work from the gym won't go to waste.

Fine, I will eat an omelet. But I want some toast too with extra syrup ." I say seriously and she started laughing.

"Fine just have a shower, you stink." She said while laughing.