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Storm wasted no time in dragging her needle back through her fabric she was holding together with her thumb and index finger, but it was only for a brief second that she could see and let her creative flows go through that brain of hers before she noticed the dress move to the left -- once again -- which made her sigh deeply and stuck a pin into the sides of the dress.

"Hold still, Willow!"

"Ow! Do you have to be so rough with those needles?"

Storm huffed through her nostrils and shook her head as she stuck another pin into the dress that Willow was semi-forced into modeling for her while in the middle of their her and Justin's bedroom with the sound of Shot For Me by Drake played from her speaker on the glass coffee table while she concentrated and took the measuring tape off her neck and measured the hem of the dress before writing it on her notepad as she heard the sound of Willow clearing her throat.

"Are you almost done?"

Storm giggled.

"Willow, you asked me that two minutes ago."

"So...?"

"Same answer as two minutes ago, just a few more stitches."

"But I have to--"

"--Hold it." Storm interjected quickly which made Willow blink a couple of times and swallow hard as she turned her body back around and let her continue to take the measurements until she finally heard her let out a small breath and move back from her making her raise an eyebrow.

"How's the wedding planning going?"

"It's...going."

Willow side-eyed Storm.

"Not convincing enough, huh?"

"Believe me, you could've won a Grammy with that performance." Willow spoke out with a grin coming to her lips while Storm shook her head and sighed deeply while she momentarily rubbed her temples.

"It's just...I wish we didn't have to worry so much about this stuff, you know? The food, the venue, the guest list, the wedding registry...I just wanna marry, Jay."

Willow hummed in response and looked forward as her mind wandered and she felt Storm stick another needle into the dress just before she marked something down in the notepad and then hummed to herself before patting Willow's thigh gently. "Okay, finished--"

"--Gotta pee, gotta pee."

Willow hopped off the wooden stool and sprinted to the door of their bedroom with the dress tailing behind her as she headed down the hallway into the bathroom with a slam of the door which made Storm snicker and playfully roll her eyes as she slowly got up from the floor and looked over her notes while absentmindedly running her fingers through her hair.

She bit her lip softly as she used her free hand to grab her black notebook with a golden trim and opened it while plopping down on the couch in front of her and looking over the dress design she made when she suddenly heard the sound of heels clicking which made her look up and see Isabelle.

Letting out a scoff as soon as their eyes made contact, Storm continued with the cold shoulder by letting her head drop to look down at her notebook when she suddenly heard the sound of lips smacking.

"Have you seen Marjorie?"

Storm cocks an amused eyebrow.

"Don't know," she flips a page in her notebook, "Don't care."

Isabelle rolls her eyes and drops her white Chanel purse from her shoulder down to her elbow to hold and she places her free hands on her hips as she turns her body to fully face Storm while feeling a small headache trying to arise.

"You know, that's your future mother-in-law, right?"

"And I'll repeat myself again, since you can't hear apparently..." Storm trails off as she let out a small sigh and slowly sat her notebook down to the side of her on the couch while she slowly got up and wrapped her furry white Skims sweater around her body. "I do not care."

"How the hell can Jay-bear agree to marry you?"

Storm squinted her eyes and moved closer to Isabelle with no hesitation while she stood her ground in her spot with her arms crossed over her chest and a grin on her lips that Storm so badly wanted to smack off.

"Because Jay-bear loves me, always has...always will. I know that might be a hard pill to swallow for you, but the truth hurts."

Isabelle laughed.

"You think I'm the one losing? After half of the stuff Justin did before he left...there's no reason for me to be the one with the Bieber name as my last name."

Storm squinted her eyes and shook her head slowly in disbelief, but it only made Isabelle's grin grow wider as she tilted her head to the side and reached slowly into her purse while keeping eye contact with Storm as she did so.

It wasn't until she needed to unlock her phone that she finally broke eye contact with Storm and cleared her throat casually as she scrolled through phone briefly before looking back up to Storm. "How much do you wanna know, Storm?"

Storm's heart suddenly thumped in her chest, but letting Isabelle know she had the tiniest bit of concern was definitely not something she wanted Isabelle to have over her.

Storm knows she isn't weak and she knows her fiancé.

"Don't."

Isabelle snickered and smacked her lips before reaching into her purse for something else and Storm watched her slowly pull out a black ballpoint pen which made her crease her eyebrows and watch her slowly walk toward her and roll her sweater sleeve up and grab her wrist firmly causing Storm to grunt and resist -- only for Isabelle to yank her arm back in position which made Storm stop resisting out of curiosity of what she was writing on her body.

Once she finished Isabelle hummed to herself and placed the pen back in her purse and Storm finally looked down at her wrist, she saw her tiny -- yet very girly -- handwriting and saw she had written her number down.

"If you ever want to know...ever. Just give me a call."

Storm swallowed hard and suddenly they heard the sound of a deep sigh from the other side of the room which made them both break their eye contact once again and see Willow coming back into the room trying not to trip over the dress, when she saw Isabelle she stopped in her tracks looking like a deer in headlights as she looked between the two.

"Everything okay here?"

"Yes," Isabelle spoke out quickly as she saw Storm slowly roll her sleeve back down and cross her arms over her chest causing her to grin just a bit and then look back to Willow with her eyebrows creased. "Willow, where's your mother?"

"In...the garden with grandma."

Isabelle hummed in response and flipped her hair out of her face and headed out of the room, walking past Willow and for just a split second looking back at Storm and grinning which made her shake her head and slowly lick her lips as she took a seat back on the couch.

"You okay? Did Isabelle say something to you?"

"Um...no. Listen, I'm done with this design for today, you can just slip out of it and hang it back up."

"Alright, thanks for letting me model for you."

Storm giggled.

"Of course."

And just like that, Storm was alone in the room once again and as soon as realization kicked in, Storm found herself pursing her lips up to stop her from crying which made her absentmindedly curse under her breath and head straight for the closest bathroom where she found herself rolling her sleeve up -- almost like she had forgotten what lie there in black ink.

"Jesus, Storm..."

Suddenly, a knock at the door made Storm jump slightly and yelp -- but quickly cover her mouth as she let out a deep breath when she heard the all too familiar laugh coming from the other side of the door which made her quickly roll her sleeve back down and sharply inhale a breath before opening the door and seeing Justin dressed in a cream colored fleece with a pair of denim blue jeans that covered his cream colored Chelsea Boots with a silver Rolex on his left wrist.

"Storm? You okay in here?"

"Yes. W-Why do you guys keep asking me?"

"I just passed Isabelle...she told me you guys talked?"

Storm sighed softly and fiddled with the ends of her sweater and found herself looking away from Justin which made him crease his eyebrows and step closer into the bathroom to wrap his muscular arms around Storm slim -- yet curvy frame and pulled her closer while brushing some hair from her face. "Storm?"

"Jay, would you...why did you hide your family from me?"

"I..."

"Were you...ashamed of me or something?"

"Storm..." Justin trailed off as he unwrapped his arm from around Storm waist and found himself cupping her cheeks to make her look into those hypnotizing hazel eyes which made her absentmindedly touch his chest. "I would never be ashamed of you..."

"I hear a 'but' coming..."

Justin sighed and let his eye contact with Storm break briefly so he could gather his thoughts -- but if only Justin could see the trainwreck inside Storm's head.

"It's just that...when my dad died and I was chosen to take over my half of the family business...I couldn't take the pressure at that young of an age...and me leaving was the best decision I ever made...because it led me to you."

Storm smiled softly and rubbed Justin's chest and let his soft lips meet hers and let their worries fade away in that moment, the kiss was slow and passionate while Justin held Storm's head and letting his fingers rake absentmindedly through her hair which Storm loved and caused her to hum on Justin's lips just before they pulled away from the kiss.

"How about I take you out tonight?"

"Really?"

Justin nods.

"Well...in that case, I say a nice cheeseburger and some good time with Cassandra sounds like a good way to end our night, don't you think?"

"Ah, see, I told you that you'd be addicted to those burgers."

Storm rolled her eyes playfully and slipped herself casually out of Justin's embrace and turned around to face him momentarily which made him raise an eyebrow as he leaned against the doorframe of the bathroom door.

"Give me a few minutes to get dressed."

Justin chuckled softly and nodded before watching Storm smile and turn back around to hurry up the staircase to their bedroom which left Justin by himself which made him puff out a breath and slowly walk toward the couch and plop down next to Storm's notebook.

Without another thought, Justin grabbed the notebook and began to flip casually through the designs and hummed at a few he hadn't seen causing him to slouch down further into the chair and let out a small sigh. "I'll be...right here."

...meanwhile upstairs, Storm was finishing up wiping the last bit of ink on her wrist just before glimpsing down at her phone screen and pausing as she looked at the contact information she just saved into her phone for Isabelle which caused another thump to come to her chest.

Storm momentarily snapped out of her daze to grab something to wear, after a few minutes of deciding, she settled on a white crop top with baby blue denim high waisted jeans and some black heeled boots with a leather jacket while she wore her hair in a sleek ponytail.

After getting dressed, Storm slowly unlocked her phone and gulped as she let her thumb hover over Isabelle's message button on her contact, but Storm had to swallow her pride, she wanted to be brave and she wanted answers.

Storm suddenly let her thumb hit the message bubble icon and let her thumbs go to work on the dark screen mode keyboard to fix up a nicely written message for Isabelle -- but just before she sent it there was a sudden worry that came to her.

Almost like she didn't want to do it.

Like she wanted to believe what Justin told her downstairs.

But -- of course -- Storm wanted answers.

Storm suddenly hit send and the blue bubble went out and onto Storm's screen to show her which made her swallow the sudden lump in her throat and grab her purse quickly before heading out of the bedroom and quickly back downstairs.

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Marjorie stood at the end of her desk and near the bookshelf twisting her gold Cartier watch on her wrist as she let the silence of the room that seated Greyson and Isaac as well grow quieter by the second while the only sound heard was the sound of the giant black clock on the wall ticking as they all await for someone to break the ice -- which made Marjorie clear her throat.

"I finally talked to the board and...they're willing to give up Justin's rights to the company if they find something on him and it's brought to their attention. Now, I think you and I both know what that means."

"Of course..." Greyson spoke out as he leaned his head against his index and middle finger and smirked up to Marjorie all while Isaac stood next to him with his arms crossed over his chest and remaining silent.

"And you two will still hold up your end?"

"As long as you hold up yours, Bieber."

Isaac's smile was almost wicked as he flashed those pearly whites while moving away from Greyson and Marjorie to plop down in the black leather couch near the window and purposely kicked his legs up and sat his black Louis Vuitton loafers onto the glass coffee table as she rolled her eyes.

"Yes, do whatever you want with her. I just want her gone. Away from my son, Washington."

"Isaac to you," he barked and let out a small chuckle shortly after, "Now, where is the beautiful bride-to-be?"

"They're not home, probably out on the town."

Isaac hummed in response and slowly rose up from the couch and looked out the window to see that staff working on cleaning up the pool and cleaning up around the poolside and patio which made him snicker and shake his head before speaking out softly.

"My boys will be out on the hunt for them, I wanna see that gorgeous--" Isaac started, but suddenly stopped from the sound of Marjorie clearing her throat abruptly causing him to roll his eyes and turn around to look at Marjorie and fixing the belt around his slim olive green slacks. "What?"

"We had a deal, pretty boy. Get to it."

Isaac looks over to Greyson who simply nods his head as a sign of reassurance, Isaac then pauses for a second before letting out a deep sigh and slipping his phone out of his pocket and letting his fingers tap away before placing the phone to his ear and waiting for a moment before fixing his posture once someone answered the phone.

"Yeah, move in. Go green."

Marjorie raised an eyebrow and looked over to Greyson and saw him grinning just as Isaac hang up the phone and cleared his throat while resting the palms of his hands on the end of the table and looking Marjorie into her eyes -- but to her it felt like his simple brown eyes were piercing into his soul in that moment and it caused an instant shiver to her spine.

"You better not be lying, Mrs. Bieber...I hate liars."

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Storm squealed as she watched Justin sneak another fry off her plate which made her slap his arm and make him laugh and toss it happily into his mouth which made Storm shake her head in disbelief and roll her eyes playfully.

"Can I eat my food in peace, please? You have your own fries, Jay."

"I know, but yours look way better than mine." Justin murmured out which made Storm shake her head and slap his arm away once again causing them both to share a laugh while the sound of My Girl by The Temptations played on the jukebox and they heard the sound of Cassandra singing the lyrics and carrying over their milkshake.

"Alrighty youngins...one chocolate milkshake with two cherries on top."

Storm and Justin thanked Cassandra and let her walk off and skip while she walked to grab a broom to start sweeping as she continued to sing the lyrics to herself as she swept over by the pool table and let Storm and Justin enjoy their shared drink once again.

"Have you thought about what kind of venue you want?"

"Uh...the ones we looked at were amazing, but..."

"But?"

"They're all in Canada, Jay..."

Justin paused.

"Y-Yeah because you said you wanted my grandma to see us get married...I thought we were in agreement about that when we said we'd be getting married next month."

"But...I can't ask for everyone to just up and come to another country for me, Jay. And our life is back in San Diego, have you forgotten that?"

Justin stopped drinking from the milkshake for a second and just looked at Storm as she bit the inside of her cheek and creased her eyebrows at Justin's sudden silence which made her immediately avoid eye contact and only hear him sigh before hearing him get up from his side of the booth and come slide into Storm's and wrap her up into his arms.

"Alright, tell me what's bothering you. Cause it sure as hell isn't some venue."

He knows me too well, Storm thought.

Storm decided it would be best not to respond, she found herself keeping her head down which made Justin shake his head and use his index finger to make her look up at him and see nothing but the pure love he had for her in his eyes as he kept eye contact with her and let himself stroke her cheek.

"Come on, Storm...tell me what's going on in that brilliant brain of yours."

Before Storm could open her mouth to speak, her phone dinged in her pocket and she immediately knew who it was which made her purse her lips as Justin raised an eyebrow and let out a small chuckle. "You...wanna check that?"

"I...um--"

Storm suddenly cut herself off unexpectedly, noticing two bright white lights from her peripheral vision which made her twist her body in Justin's arms while she heard Justin sigh softly as she looked out the window and saw two all black motorcycles. One was casually seated on their motorcycle directly behind Justin's car while the other was a few feet away front of the window -- their window in particular.

"Jay, we need to go...now."

"What? No, not until you--"

"--Jay, I promise you, I can explain everything. But right now, we have to get the hell outta here." Storm interjected as she absentmindedly grabbed Justin by his fleece as she let out a short shaky breath.

"O-Okay...let's go."

Justin wasted no time in slapping the cash for their food onto the table and slid out of the booth and held his hand out for Storm to come and she wasted no time letting her small hand fall into his warm large one while they sped walked past Cassandra who was cleaning the countertops but creased her eyebrows in confusion at their sudden need to leave.

Storm simply threw her hand up gently while giving a small smile to Cassandra while they headed straight out the cool atmosphere and saw the smoke forming from their breaths in the air from the heavy breaths they blew trying to hurry up to the car.

It was when they were at the car that it started to drizzle causing Storm and Justin both to sigh in frustration as they approached the car and noticed the bikers simply stare at them while they stood a few steps away from them with nothing but the rain pour becoming heavier and an unlocked vehicle waiting for them.

"Do you know what's going on?"

Storm gulped.

"Just get in the car."

Storm quickly slipped her hand away from Justin's hold and exhaled a breath she didn't realize she was holding while her feet carried her to the passenger side of the car and making sure her eyes never met the biker who patiently waited for her to get in the car with their arms crossed over their chest and watching Justin do the same while getting into the driver's seat and quickly locking the doors.

"Fuck..."

"Jay..."

"Not now, Storm..." Justin breathed out as she slowly stuck his key into the ignition and slowly cranked the car without breaking eye contact with the biker in front of the car, even though he couldn't physically see his eyes, he knew they were piercing at his own causing him to shake his head. "This isn't over."

Storm suddenly felt her mouth grow dry as she watched Justin and the biker continue to hold the quiet and intense eye contact for just one more second, and before she knew it, Justin was whipping the steering wheel and sending the car flying to the right on the back tires with a loud screech that caused Storm to gasp as her head flew forward and Justin extended his arm out to stop her from flying any further.

"You should put your seatbelt on."

Storm was about to open her mouth to speak, but suddenly she heard the sound of the bikers' motorcycle engines starting up which made Storm gasp as she heard Justin curse under his breath and waste no time in hitting the gas to take them out of the empty parking lot and into the slow traffic of the night which didn't stop the bikers from bobbing and weaving in and out of traffic to keep up with Justin and Storm.

But Justin was fast.

Justin caught a glimpse down at the speedometer and saw it was almost to 70 mph and pushing which caused him to exhale a shaky breath and say a little prayer in his head as he looked over to Storm and saw her visibly shaking, but despite her being scared, Storm was on lookout for the bikers by looking in her sideview mirror. "Jay, biker. Five o'clock."

"Got it."

Justin spun the steering wheel enough to cause the car to spin around to the right with the front tires and the back tires to spin to the left so that the biker had no choice but to slow down to avoid hitting the car in the lane next to Justin -- who quickly blew his horn at him while Justin simply ignored him and kept driving while the other biker swerved around the other and sped straight for Justin and Storm.

"I don't know how to shake this one."

"Jay, red light!"

Justin cursed under his breath and let his body do the talking and let his foot guide him by pressing the gas pedal and letting the tires screech with force as the car slid in the rain and took them safely through the light while the biker flawlessly dodged the traffic too and followed close behind.

"Fuck..."

"Who are these people?"

Storm got that feeling in her chest and it made her swallow hard as she watched the biker drive up to the passenger side, even with the tint, it was like the biker knew exactly where to look at to see Storm as Storm never looked away while that feeling in her chest never left -- up until there was a loud sound of a train's horn blaring which made Storm gasp and grab Justin's wrist.

"Justin, stop!"

Before Storm knew it, Justin was hitting his foot hard onto the brakes and found himself spinning the steering wheel to allow them to do a u-turn that was so sharp that Justin hit the curb before he sped off back into traffic -- leaving the biker behind causing them to groan as the rain droplets poured harder on their helmet.

Out of frustration, the biker took the helmet off and let her shoulder-length bouncy curls get drenched by the rain as she watched Justin's car speed back off into traffic with no trace which made her scoff and look at the area around her while the loud train passed by her from behind -- but she still managed to hear her earpiece.

"Zoë? What's your status, Z?"

Zoë found herself chuckling to herself as she absentmindedly raked her fingers over her wet curls, mostly to calm herself down, all while she heard Dorian's voice still coming through to her on the earpiece causing her to sigh softly before speaking.

"They're gone."

"I don't care, all I care about is making sure you're straight, Z."

There was a sudden silence from Zoë which made Dorian sigh loud enough for Zoë to hear.

"Head back to the hotel, Z...that's an order."

Zoë clenched her jaw and wasted no time in pulling her earpiece out of her ear and casually sliding it into the pocket of her leather jacket as she sharply inhaled a breath and started up the engine on her bike.

And just like that, Zoë was gone into the night with her bike zipping her in and out of traffic and she let her mind race and her adrenaline still pumped through her veins as she headed back to the hotel.

...meanwhile, Justin had finally pulled the car into the driveway of the manor and let the silence of the car consume them both -- but the sudden sound of the shaky breath from Storm made him immediately look at her.

"Jay?"

"Yeah?"

"W-Where the hell did you learn to drive like that?"

Justin chuckled nervously.

"My dad used to let me drive race cars after a big race for practice."

Storm nervously laughed as well.

"Right...okay."

Storm didn't even realize what she was doing out of shock, she slipped herself out of the car and into the pouring rain as Justin cursed under his breath and immediately hop out of the -- but the seatbelt caught him and pulled him back causing him to groan and shake his head while quickly unbuckling his seatbelt and speed walking in the rain over to the front door where Storm stood to protect herself from the rain.

Upon approaching, Justin found himself laughing as he shook his head to get rid of some of the wetness while Storm creased her eyebrows and wrapped her arms around herself before mumbling. "What?"

"Deja-vu, huh?"

And for a moment, Storm had no idea what Justin meant.

But then it hit her.

The first time they met.

And suddenly Storm felt that warm feeling she got when it came to Justin and she suddenly started to laugh with Justin while he reached out to pull her closer to him by the waist as their laughter filled their ears just before Storm pulled Justin closer to close the gap between them to kiss him like he would disappear as soon as she let go.

"I'm sorry, Jay..."

"Sorry?"

Storm bit the inside of her cheek.

"The bikers? I--"

"--Storm, don't apologize, it wasn't your fault..." Justin interjected as he let out a small breath and licked his lips as he moved his hands from Storm's waist to wrap around her head and bring her head closer to his chest while Storm pressed her ear to his hard chest and closed her eyes.

I don't deserve him, Storm thought.

Suddenly, the sound of the door opening was heard and Justin and Storm tore themselves from their embrace and saw Willow standing there in her matching pink and black striped pajamas with one of her perfectly arched eyebrows raised with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Are you guys okay? You look like you guys had a rough night."

Justin and Storm shared a look -- but they simply shared another laugh and walked into the house with Willow still confused as she slowly shut the door and watched Storm slow down her pace of walking when she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket which made her pull it out to see it was a text from Isabelle.

Isabelle
Sent 10:20 pm
Rabbit's Hole. Tomorrow at 1. Don't be late.

"Storm?"

Storm snapped out of her thoughts and blinked a couple of times as she heard Willow snack her teeth against her lips and walk closer to her causing Storm to instantly give her a closed mouth smile and lock her phone. "Yeah?"

"Are you guys okay? What happened tonight?"

And for a split second, it felt like Storm couldn't fully answer the question.

At least not until she got answers.

"We just...went to eat. Goodnight, Willow."

"Goodnight..." Willow spoke out softly as she creased her eyebrows and watched Storm bite her bottom lip momentarily before heading upstairs and leaving her in the foyer alone causing her to sigh and head to the kitchen for a snack.

Once Willow was out of sight and Storm was finally upstairs, she found herself pulling her phone back out and pulling her message from Isabelle up and nervously licking her lips as her french manicured nails hovered over the keyboard.

Storm suddenly started typing and paused for a moment before sharply inhaling a breath and pressing send causing her to curse under her breath and pause when she heard the sound of Justin's footsteps approaching her while he stand a few feet away from her shirtless with his pants hanging off his tattooed waist unbuckled and his hair still drenched.

"C'mon baby, I ran us a bath."

"Okay..."

Justin smiled softly and held his hand out for Storm and she instantly let hers fall into his as she followed him back to the bedroom -- but just before they reached the room she looked down at her phone and looked over her message again.

Isabelle
Sent 10:51 pm
I'll be there.

Storm then took the chance to lock her phone when they finally reached their bedroom and Justin shut the door behind them and found himself sticking himself to Storm and helping her out of her wet and heavy clothes while Storm felt nothing but the heat they were both forming as she stood before Justin in nothing but her underwear.

"Jay...there's something I--"

"--I know that was scary, but I promise you...whatever that was? It won't happen again, I won't ever let us be in a situation like that, Storm. I love you."

Justin didn't even give Storm the chance to speak, instead, he let himself cup her cheeks and let his lips mold perfectly onto her plump ones as Justin's hands slid from Storm's face to her perfectly dipped back causing a shiver to run over her skin at Justin's cool fingertips while her hands found his chest.

Still managing to not break the kiss, Justin swiftly unhooked Storm's bra and helped her slip her arms out and helped her slip it to the puddle of clothes they made, Justin then took it upon himself to let his hands go lower and pick Storm up by her thighs and wrap her silky legs around his waist as they headed to the bath to let themselves relax after the crazy night they've encountered.

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honestly hate myself for taking so long to release just ONE chapter lmaoo, but we are gonna be making progress and this book WILL get finished regardless of who is reading because i have so many good ideas for this book to let it go to waste.

writers block and adulting is a real bitch so y'all gotta bare with me lol, i'm going ti try and update more since i know some of y'all have been so patient with me. it really means a lot. 🙂

but how do you guys feel about what happened to storm and justin? what do you think isaac has planned for storm and the bieber's? what do you think is gonna happen when she meets with isabelle? is she a friend or foe? 👀

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