The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 27

faint hint of fragrance about her.

Her room, a place he seldom ventured into, was now Brittany’s domain

The once–cold room was now brimming with the charming essence of femininity, filled with her personal belongings even a massive pale pink body pillow on the bed.

He peeled back the covers and gently laid Brittany down.

Her skin was smooth as silk. As he released his hold, she clung tightly to his hand, her lips faintly moving as if to say something

Frowning tightly, he leaned in closer to hear what she was murmuring, but to his surprise, as she shifted her position, their lips accidentally met.

In that moment, a wave of intense emotion surged through him,

Isaac’s eyes widened. He’d had physical contact with Brittany before.

But back then, they were both unconscion

He’d never kissed Brittany and had never even thought about it.

Yet here it was a touch as light as a cherry blossom, a kis devoid of passion that still managed to leave a profound impression on his heart.

Lowering his gaze, he looked at the woman before him.

uncomfortable, and attempting to pull

grabbed the back of her head, halting her retreat, and countered with a

emotion seemed to invade his

lost control, her cheeks were flushed and her brows furrowed

hold he took

Brittany he was filled

back, he

against the dont his heart pounding wildly in his

voice echoed in his mind, urging him to push

because they’d had physical

inexplicable desire for her. This was not a good

anyone else, that emotions could drive even the most

this way, especially not towards

his hand, he began contemplating how to handle

up at four in the

what had happened

work on her designs, finally finishing them all by

was out to start

expression turning colder at the sight of her up and about, the

“Good morning Zakky”

without having dinner the previous night, felt a pang of quilt: “What would