Isabella had dinner with her sister and went to bed not wanting to get disappointed to see that he didn't take the food she dropped in front of his door earlier.
She landed in bed only to stare into space recalling moments with him. When they met for the first time and the night they spent together. How he took care of her that night was priceless.
If he could make her feel so good then he couldn't be a bad man. He wasn't that type of man. Isabella failed to believe that he was evil and into dubious things.
She suddenly felt uncomfortable ad rested on her side to see her phone. Should she call him to know how he was doing?
And then his smile appeared in her mind, causing her to smile as well. His naughty words began to ring in her head and she couldn't help but blush again at his words. Would he really lick her there as he said?
