Her expression tightened abruptly.

"Decker?" She turned around and glared at him.

"This is the women's washroom.

What are you doing here?" Decker stood near the foot of the door with a wicked smile.

"I came to find you." As Isabel frowned, her gut feeling was telling her something was wrong.

She asked icily, "Did you spike my wine?” "As expected of my favorite Isabel, you’re as smart as I thought.” With that, he took a step towards her.

Isabel immediately cried out, "Stop! Don’t you dare come here!” Decker smiled wickedly and continued pressing on toward her.

He was tall and imposing.

Isabel had witnessed firsthand how strong he was that other night outside her house when he had pinned her to the wall.

There was no way she could fight him off.

Her two bodyguards were outside the hotel, and they were not going to be there to help her any time soon.

The effect of whatever Decker spiked her drink with was making her lose control of her body and her senses.

She clenched her hands tightly, then she cried out for help, “Help! Someone help me!” Not only was Decker completely unfazed, but he even began to laugh heartily.

''Isabel, you can cry all you want but nobody will hear you.

here.” As soon as he said that,

shoved him away with all her

create an opening to run

it did not

her hand the moment she tried to shove

swift jerk, he pulled

up as she glared at him with reddened

things will end very badly for you!” Decker continued to hold onto her tightly, and his voice

getting engaged to another woman,

don’t think of

because you couldn’t

blamed you and I will make things

to keep blaming yourself for

about a thing.” He hugged her tightly

wanted to wring herself free

not know what he spiked her drink with, but it was

body would throw itself

through her gritted teeth, "Decker, I have already decided that things were over

been five years and I have completely forgotten about

no way I would ever have any feelings for you again!” Decker suddenly stiffened while he

and regarded him with

her current vulnerable state, with her cheeks flushed with red and in a daze, there was still a clear

not a trace

and his demeanor

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