Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

She had an access card to Decker’s suite in the hotel.

Upon arriving at the hotel, she went straight to Decker’s suite using a secret tunnel reserved only for VIPs.

She made sure to take the time to take off her coat and fix the collar around her dress before getting the access card out and swiping it against the sensor panel.

Beep!

With a mechanical ring, the door opened.

She took a deep breath and stepped inside.

She was just about to make for the master bedroom when she spotted a tall and dazzling figure a short distance from the entrance. The man himself was standing in front of a large French window and beholding the view of the city.

He was dressed in a silver-colored sleeping robe that gave him a dignified appearance underneath the dim lights.

A delighted smile surfaced on Isabella's face. She quickly went up to him and hugged him tightly from behind.

"Mr. Rockwell…" she called out his name in the sultriest voice she could manage. Even she was surprised by how seductive her voice could be at times.

arms around her waist with one

met the gentle and charming gaze in his eyes.

on her face briefly before slowly nudging down to

against him and made a

missing you so much," she whispered softly.

against

on a darling and vulnerable look. “I

and steered Decker’s

up Isabel's dress a little by accident, and now they’re all saying mean things about

was just an accident?” As Decker said this, his hand slithered up her body and stopped on her neck while he traced the outlines of her collarbone with

to glue her body to him, dancing like a serpent around him as she spoke sheepishly, "She humiliated me a few times before this, so I only wanted to teach her a lesson. It’s not like I was trying to hurt

her tiptoes to draw her lips closer toward

plant a kiss on his neck, she felt his hand tighten around her

her away. His eyes, which were once gentle and charming,

in fright as she asked fretfully, “Was

eyes filled with

her career, weren’t you?

was a thunderous roar.