Chapter 13

A new chapter part 1

Cruella had already packed her stuff and Madeline's and there was nothing left to do since Isaac and her daughter had gone to Boston to check their new house and she was left alone. They told her to come with them but she was the one to refuse because she needed some peace and quiet, and with Madeline and Isaac around, this was impossible. She looked at the pile of books on Isaac's desk and she thought that packing them would keep her busy. She needed some peace and quiet but without them the house was empty and Cruella had already missed them. She started placing the books with order in boxes and she instinctively knew which ones she should put last so they didn't have to search them. After she placed the last book in the box, in the bottom of the pile there was a notebook. She had seen this notebook before. She had caught Isaac writing in it but she have never really asked him what he was writing about. She question herself for a moment if she should read it or not. The feeling of curiosity prevailed. She started reading it without a second thought. It wasn't hard for her to realize that what she was reading, was a story. And not just any story. It was their story. It was their story written the way Isaac experienced it. His thoughts, his feelings... It was a surprise. She was expecting that his was writing a book but she was not sure of the content. Each and every word she read was making her mind to recall every memory. Their first "meeting" on the balcony, the night at Murray's, her cruelty against him and then the first time they made love in that little house in the woods, their trip back to this world, then her pregnancy, their wedding, the birth of their daughter... And all of that was leading to a conclusion that love can indeed change someone even if that someone didn't want to admit it. She knew that his was right. She had never declared her love and affection she had for him. She blinked and she came up with a strange idea. She realized that something was missing from the book. It was her side of the story. She took a pen and started filling the rest empty pages.

"Cruella" His voice filled the whole house which was sunk in the silence for the past 5 hours. Cruella climbed down the stairs with an unexpected and weird smile on her lips.

"Where's Madeline?" she asked noticing the absence of the little girl.

"Oh she went back to the school to say goodbye to her friends from storybrooke.." he answered closing the door and moving closer to his wife. "What did you do while we were missing?"

"I packed the rest of the things and some of your books. For fur's sake, darling, do you need to take all the 101?"

"Of course I do!" he exclaimed following her to the living room. Cruella sat on the armchair observing him while Isaac went to french door and started cloud watching.

"You know I'm going to miss this house. This town..."

Cruella glanced at him and made a sad smile. She was going to miss this house too. It was where she had spend the happiest years of her life.

"I just wish that nothing will change after we move to Boston." Cruella got up from the chair and approached him, placing her hand on his shoulder. Her touch made him turn around and meet her gaze.

"It won't, as long as we are together." he quelled her, taking one of her hands on his.

"That's what I'm saying, darling."

She bended her head and her eyes were trying to avoid his. He realized then that Cruella was afraid that he was going to leave her.

"Do you think I am going to let you go that easy?"

"It's not going to be the same. You will have a job and you will be dealing with more people than you do here..." her tone was melancholic. Cruella was always so sure and confident, and that moment she was showing how insecure she was.

"Yes but I'm not going to love you less." he reassured her. "Cruella, I love you and our daughter more than anything in this world." His hand touched her cheek softly and his lips sought hers. Cruella still wasn't sure but she chose to believe him. She needed to. Even though she had never admitted that she loved him or needed him, Isaac knew it. And he knew that no matter how strong or careless she looked, there was a part of her which was afraid.


"Good night daddy" Madeline whispered, and Isaac bended and kissed her forehead.

"Good night princess"

He got up from his daughter's bed and he quietly left the room as she was falling asleep.

Cruella was lying on the bed, reading the newspaper. He closed the door behind him and then he went and lay next to her. The newspaper fell on cruella's lap and she turned her head to look at her husband.

"Is she sleeping?" She inquired casually even though her gaze seemed restive.

"Like a bird!"

"Good!"

and before he could utter a word cruella was already on him. Sitting on his lap, smiling mischievously. She bended to place a passionate and long kiss on his lips. He stiffed his hands on his hair and kiss her deeply. Her eyes blazed. With a sudden move, she turned his shirt into piecies and aggressively she drove her tongue and lips all over his body.

"She might wake up.." he managed to whisper

"Don't worry, darling, I will lock the door"

She responded and got up as fast as she could to lock the door. Then she crawled back in the bed and continue working on undressing him. He removed her nightgown and then stopped for a second to stare at her. Not even a day had passed on her body since the first day they made love. She was still so sexy and lively. She moved her hands and goosed his inseam. His eyes grew wide open giving off sparkles biting back a moan. Without realizing it Cruella found herself underneath him.

"I do like this shade of confidence, darling. It's so masculine.." She gasped and spread her thighs. He was slow, rhythmic, gentle, moving down her body. Ηe moved his hand between her thighs feeling her wetness. Unconsciously, she started to rock her hips into his hands. Having him touching her, aroused her more and more. He placed a hand on each of her legs and drove his tongue inside her, setting off another shattering moan that was music to his ears. She ran her fingers through his hair, showing him the right direction until he hit the spot. She quivered and let a small cry escape her lips.

"No.."

She huffed and made him stop. She grabbed his face, forcing him to look at her and then he pressed her lips to his, and they were searing hot. He slipped his hands on her hips and her body spasmed as he slowly entered her.

Her eyes closed and her head shot back, pressing into the pillows but only for an instant moment because his hand drove into her hair. Every time he thrusted into her an involuntary groan of pleasure escaped her throat, digging her fingernails on his shoulders, following his rhythm. Slow but fulfilling. She arched her back while Isaac was giving gentle kisses all over her chest.

That was all it took. Pleasure came over her. They were looking into each other's eyes when they finally got the feeling of afterglow, and neither one of them looked away. These two showed undeniable chemistry from the moment they met (even when she hated him).

"I love you" he whispered as they both tried to catch their breath.

Cruella moved her head and his chest and unavoidably she gave him the answer he was waiting for.

"So do I" she managed to say as her tone became softer.

Isaac's surprise was obvious but it wasn't something that he didn't expect. I mean he never expected that she was going to say that out loud but he knew that she loved him. She had proved it many times. Hearing her say though made him smile.


So you guys, so smut going on here... I couldn't help it. However my story is finally coming to an end with the next chapter. Please tell me what you think. I am really excited cause I love the way the story ends. Kisses XOXOXO