69- Coming Full Circle

Third Person

It’s late, or as late as it can be by the standards of not having to follow a stupid curfew like Isabella had been forced into doing since her return to the giant castles. And frankly Isabella was starting to enjoy it if she was being honest.

Soft music now playing in the background on her small bluetooth speaker, another gift that was given to her when she suddenly asked to play music within her room. The song ‘That’s the way it is By Celine Dion’ playing softly within the background.

The lyrics “Love comes to those who believe it, and that’s the way it is” only brings a soft smile to her lips as she carefully sat on top of her bed, sitting Indian style with a brush in hand as she moves to brush out her long blonde hair, glad she hadn’t decided to dye it red when she stayed over in Silverton.

As she was sure her mother probably would have murdered her if she had, her long blonde hair being one of the many things that she absolutely loved about herself.

Smiling softly, Isabella slowly lets her mind wander back to the events of that day. Her fiances each guiding her downstairs and out of the huge castle, her curiosity now getting the better of her as she continued to watch them as they slowly guided her out towards the garden area.

Upon reaching the garden, Isabella can’t help but smile at seeing an overly huge white canopy that was carefully outlined in tiny fairy lights. Huge throw pillows carefully scattered out and along the edges of the canopy to offer comfy seating while a huge table sat directly in the middle of it. Five chairs sitting directly around it as her eyes continue to wander.

The guys each taking their time in asking her questions as they moved to approach the big canopy. Questions that seemed harmless to some but meant more intimate with Isabella as it gave her a look into each of their lives when it came down to colors, seasons, animals and of course holidays. You name it, Isabella, wanted to be the first to know it.

Smiling at the memory, Isabella begins to think back to Lucus. Having been the first one to answer all of her questions only to become surprised by his answers. Lucus admitting to liking the color blue and black while his favorite season was winter and favorite holidays were Thanksgiving and Christmas, while his most favorite animal of all time was a wolf.

Humming in delight, Isabella moves to think of Grant and his answers. Green being his favorite color while spring was his favorite season. As for holidays, Grant too liked Christmas and his favorite animal was that of a dragon.

Alex on the other hand liked the color red, followed by the summer seasons with the 4th of July being his most absolute favorite holiday of all, probably because it meant that he could get away with playing with fireworks and blowing shit up without getting into a whole lot of trouble while the black bear was his favorite animal.

Tony of course made sure to keep things simple for Isabella, explaining that while he might like rich colors such as burgundy to deeper colors like blues, he was also a fan of the winter months too as well as New Years. But what surprised her the most of all the animals was his love for the panda.

Yet, when it came down to talking about herself, she clearly didn’t think she was anywhere close to being interesting. For being 25 wasn’t all fun and games to her and with no college degree in her life to now being sold as collateral for her father her life wasn’t the greatest.

But, when each of them assured her that she would always be special in their eyes, did Isabella finally cave and answer all of their questions back to them. Admitting to them that her favorite colors were blue and pink with hints of purple. Spring time was her favorite season as it meant new beginnings and new life while for holidays she loved them all. Christmas, New Years, Thanksgiving you name it. She loved all of it, while her favorite animal was the dolphin and the horse.

Of course being the men that they were does Tony move to ask her one more final question. A question in regards to owning a pet. A thought that never really crossed her mind but if she could honestly own any pet in the world then she would want a unicorn. A small tiny smirk now fighting to make itself known among the men only to be interrupted by a small belly grumble.

Embarrassed by her stomach does Isabella move to blush, the guys deciding that it was now time to eat as each of them move to escort her over to the table. The table decorated with porcelain dishes and goblets filled with a sweet tasting liquid. A tea. But not just any tea, a raspberry flavored tea. The only kind of tea that she would drink for Isabella was an extremely picky person. Another table slowly coming into view the closer she got only to see that it now held every kind of finger food imaginable. Deserts as well. Foods that always made Isabella salivate at the taste because they were her favorite.

Feeling her heart suddenly swell, Isabella moves to let them guide her over towards the table, her back now towards the table with the foods as each of them move to sit down with the exception of Lucus and Grant. Having offered to help serve the food while each of them made sure to give Isabella a little bit of everything until her plate was completely full, the guys each taking bigger portions until they eventually all sat down to eat.

Flavors upon flavors soon began filling each of their mouths, their taste buds dancing at the deliciousness that was their food and Isabella couldn’t help but moan as she did. A tiny foodgasm now making itself known in which the guys choose to ignore or at least it was what Isabella had hoped they had done when it happened.

Remembering that each of these men were in no way related to one another except by their blood bond for Lucus’s real brothers were all dead before he was born. But even as blood brothers they still had each other and each of their backs including hers.

And after a few hours, each of them slowly began to forget about the world around them as they all began telling stories from their childhood. Embarrassing stories, including Isabella. Her face now the color of a tomato when she accidentally spilled the beans about being caught in the “ACT” by her parents.

Needless to say she never experimented again, at least with them around she didn’t.

Soon shortly, someone makes the comment about the sky becoming dark as the fairy lights begin to illuminate the surrounding area. Stars now making themselves known as Isabella begins to feel dejected, a feeling she was secretly hating as it meant having to be separated from each of them until morning.

A feeling she wasn’t ready to part with even as each of them graciously escorted her back to her room before each kissing her softly goodnight before moving to head for each of their rooms after wishing her another soft goodnight.

Feelings which brought her back to where she was. Alone and in her room. Coming full circle with what she was feeling with each of her men as she slowly brushed out her long damp hair.

A huge smile slowly making itself known as she attempts to lock away those feelings. Feelings she would cherish for life if she could until she eventually moved to climb into bed, her music now off as she moved to snuggle up into her warm cozy bed.

Her dreams slowly guiding her into the land of dreamland and sleep like she always did, hoping that tonight she would have nothing but good dreams. The bad dreams being far from her mind as possible.