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.

was frowning, seemingly uncomfortable, and

thought, he grabbed the back of

to invade

he’d lost control, her cheeks

hold he took a few

at the sleeping Brittany he was filled

steps back, he tucked her

Isaac leaned against the

in his mind, urging him to push things

because they’d had physical contact

inexplicable desire for her. This was not a

could

feeling this way, especially

hand, he began contemplating how to

at four

was oblivious to what had happened last

her designs,

to start

turning colder at the sight of her up and about, the memory of last night flashing in

“Good morning Zakky”

night, felt a pang of quilt: “What would