Husband With Benefits
Chapter 386: Run Away, baby!

Chapter 386: Run Away, baby!

Isabella closed her eyes and counted to ten. She was going to run away in the next thirty seconds. She was not going to get disracted by him. As she repeated this mantra in her head and turned around, her heart sank.

There he was, brandishing her earring like a triumphant pirate discovering hidden treasure. Isabella’s eyes widened in disbelief. When and how had her earring reached him? She was pretty sure she’d already been wearing those when he came... Or maybe not.

As he started to walk towards her, she knew he was going to take up this game a notch. His intentions were clear. And she would not survive. She knew that too! She was not going to let him near her...

Hurriedly, she took a step back and turned on her heels," I’m not wearing the second ear ring. You can keep it. It’s out of fashion to wear earrings on both ears. Bye."

As Isabella raced out of her own home like a thief, followed by the sound of Ian’s amused laughter, she knew she was in deep. That man was laughing at her and instead of confronting him, she was fleeing!

***

Ian whistled as he drove towards the club, drumming his fingers on the wheel as he sang along to the song on the radio. As his phone rang and he answered, he heard Seb’s irritated voice over the phone," Why would you change the venue at the last moment?"

"How is everything with Jameson?"

"She is going to be busy for quite some time and won’t have time for you. Sorry. Also, whats up with you? I thought you were going to take Isabella out on a date? And now you’ve cancelled the reservation."

Ian shook his head and braced himself for the teasing that was going to follow his confession," She’d already made plans to go out."

Silence and then Seb broke into laughter as he realized that while Ian had been meticulously planning a date to explain the entire ’Erica’ fiasco to Isabella, the girl had dumped him and made her own plans.

Ian grimaced and growled at Seb," Shut up, Seb."

But Seb, reveling in Ian’s misfortune, taunted, "Serves you right. Keep your intentions clear next time. You got what you deserve."

"If you don’t shut your trap, I will..."

"Blah blah blah, Ian. Threats won’t change your fate. New reservations have been made. VIP room awaits. I’ll be there to witness the upcoming show."

Ian shook his head and sighed. What he was about to do was definitely going to earn him a ’glare’ from Isabella but he had no choice. He knew for himself the moves she had and the way men seemed to be attracted to her like bees to flowers. And dressed like she was today, she might end up causing a riot. Nah. He needed to be there tonight for his own sanity but he was going to use the excuse that he was going there for her safety. Yes.

Humming, he watched as the long line outside the club extended around the corner and wondered if Isabella had already made it inside. What if her and her friends had decided to go to a different club? Nah. He’d just go inside and take a look.

***

Ian nursed the drink in his hand as he looked down at the scene below with a scowl. Meawhile, Seb’s mouth seemed to be stretching from end to end as he looked at the same scene while flitting glances to his brother.

Sipping her own beer, he leaned back and shook his head," I have to say this. You’ve got a good eye."

"Eyes off, Seb." Ian snapped at his brother.

Seb chuckled at that," Didn’t I tell you your threats won’t work anymore? And me? I’m keeping my eyes off since she’s officially entered the ’sister’ category. But what are you going to do about the others? I’m pretty sure you’ve noticed the many men trying to approach her."

"And she’s chansing them all away. As long as she is refuting them, I’m not going to interfere."

Seb outright laughed at that," You’re not going to interfere? Tell me if I’m wrong but that woman over there who is dancing a little further down from Isabella, isn’t she one of your personally chosen heads of security at our downtown hotel? And the woman on the other side is in charge of the security at..."

"What is your point? Frost Industries is huge so a couple of employees being here at the same place to let their hair down is no biggie."

Seb smirked and took another sip of his beer," Of course it isn’t. And it is an added bonus when they are expertly keeping the troublesome men away from Isabella. Tsk tsk. You, Ian Frost, are a basta*d."

Ian glared at his brother and raised his bottle in a toast," Takes one to know one, Seb. You want me to give you a number of men who have somehow become sick in the middle of a date with Olivi..."

With a scowl that mirrored Ian’s, Seb stood up and muttered something unintelligible as he walked out of the room ready to head home. It was no fun to tease his brother if he was going to fight dirty.

As Ian continued to nurse his drink, he watched, another bold suitor approach Isabella, trying to get close to her under the guise of dancing. The floor was getting crowded and despite their best efforts the women were unable to redirect all the unwanted men.

With a determined thud, he placed his half-empty bottle on the table, and stod up. There was no way he was going to be a spectator anymore. It was time to intervene.

Ian descended into the fray, with his gaze fixed on Isabella, the crowd of people parted instinctively as his aura seemed to threaten the others. He watched as she tried to get rid of the persistent man and clenched his fingers as the man leaned close to her.

Soon, before the other man could move, Isabella was pulled into strong arms as Ian held her possessively while glaring at the man in front of her.

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