ADOPTED HEIR novel Chapter 5

ADOPTED HEIR **Ruined**

Isabella's P O V

"What..what do you really want from me? Why am I here?" I asked.

He scoffed.

"Why you are here? You are here because I want you to be here." He replied and gulped down large quantity from his drink again.

Okay, his reply is really really funny. Is he really drunk or what?

He stays silent after that with his head buried into his palms.

"Nathan... Nathaniel," I called standing up, I tried tapping him but he suddenly lifted his head from his palms.

I flinched and sat down back.

He is drunk. Like damn drunk right now. I should probably also get going.

"You should stop drinking that Nathan. It's not..."

"It's not what? You shouldn't have rejected me, Isabella. How could you do that to me?" He suddenly screamed, creating fear inside me.

I slowly stood up from the sofa, I tried walking out but he stops me.

"Where do you think you are going to birthday girl? I'm not really done talking to you. I haven't...I haven't even given you your birthday gift yet," he puts his hand into his trouser pocket and brings out a silver necklace.

"Take it," he offers.

I stare at the silver necklace, not sure if I should really receive it from him. It looks really beautiful and expensive, where could he have gotten the money to buy it.

I know his family is rich and all but still, a boy his age can't have that much money.

"Come on, my hand hurts." He pushes it to me.

I reluctantly received it from him. Not really sure.

I made to leave again but he stops me.

"I need to put it on you, I need to see how it looks on you." He said then coughed.

I halts and hand him the necklace, he comes behind me, lifted my hair and fixed it around my neck, then he spins me to face him.

"How...how does it look on me?" I ask, staring into his greyish eyes.

"It suits your dress and you. It looks good on you and I really want to kiss you right now." His eyes slowly flicks to my lips and back.

I don't think I should be doing this. I really need to leave.

I made to turn, but his hands went to my waist, he pulled me closer to himself with a strength I never knew he had.

"I really need to leave, Nate. My grandma...." He shuts me up with a kiss I'll call possessive. I allowed him kiss me for 6 seconds before I moved away from him.

"I really need to go, Nathaniel. I'm sorry I can't stay here with you." I say and turn to open the door but he moves me away from the door and locked it.

"What are you doing?" I asked, my eyes running all over him.

"Can't you tell? Today is your day, Isabella. Just allow me to make it special for you," he breaths moving closer to me.

"No! I need to go home now please. We..we can do this later, Nathaniel...we..."

"When? When Isabella. Do you know how humiliated I felt when you rejected me? Do you know how much you broke my poor heart?

I'm not trying to scare you but just give me a chance. Why can't you do that? Am I too ugly, am I not good enough for you?" He questions moving closer to me.

"It's not that, Nathaniel, you really need to calm down right now, you are drunk..you are not in your right frame of mind right now," I say still moving away from him but he keeps coming closer to me.

"Isabella I really like you...no, I really love you. Why can't you see that? You are the first, the very first girl that has caught my eyes. But I asked you out and you rejected me. And now you are rejecting me a second time?" He questions, the words that came out of his mouth sounds pained.

I can't imagine how he felt but right now I'm scared, I'm more scared of what he is going to do next.

He gets to me and grabs my both hand.

"Be my girlfriend," he says.

I stare at him without saying a word.

"Are you rejecting me a third time?" He asked bitterly.

"You..you are really drunk, let's talk tomorrow please," I plead and forcefully pull my hands away. I pushed him off my way and got to the door, I unlocked it and made to open it a second time but he was already behind me and his hand rested firmly against the door. I guess he doesn't want me to leave.

Fear washes over me as he stares at me angrily.