Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Seth froze, his hand still raised, and it took him almost a minute to regain his composure. He turned his face slightly, squinting at the person next to him. With long hair covering half of her face, he instantly recognized her silhouette. It was Isabella!

The woman who had dared to move out of his territory was now lying quietly beside him. The room was pitch black, and he gently raised his hand, wanting to touch her face. Suddenly, the person beside him sat up and silently embraced him.

The effects of the alcohol hadn’t worn off yet. He took a slight breath, shook his head, and tried to sober up a bit. However, the person beside him had already made her next move. She skillfully turned over and sat directly on top of him. They were close, and a sense of unfamiliarity hit him like a wave.

“Mr. Shaffer?” A voice that seemed both real and unreal, making it hard to distinguish between truth and fiction. Seth was startled; his motion to push her away halted mid-air.

The woman slowly approached, boldly unbuttoning his shirt. A cold sensation from her palm traveled all the way to his heart. Seth didn’t move, watching her lean down, intending to kiss him.

Isabella… Perhaps he had drunk too much; the thought of it being Isabella actually made him somewhat happy. Their breaths mingled, and the unfamiliar scent beneath the rose fragrance became apparent. In the darkness, the man’s eyes turned cold.

The woman, oblivious to the danger, continued to approach. Suddenly, there was a loud bang! The woman’s scream echoed in the room.

turned on. The man slowly sat up, his eyes of menace. He rested one hand on his knee,

profile were similar to Isabella’s, but it

“Get out!!”

and scrambled towards the door. The room door closed, and the surroundings quieted down. Behind the light, the man exhaled in annoyance, his

excited him just now, but now it made him feel a bit sick. The alcohol was dispersed by his anger,

walked d bly nand picked up the call without

Whittal’s happened now?”

He hadn’t come home tonight, so there must have been some commotion.

butler’s voice was urgent, and there was chaos on the other end

not the lady. It’s Miss Symons. She followed the lady into