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 attempting

instinctively and without giving it a second thought, he grabbed the back of her head, halting her retreat, and countered with a

emotion seemed to invade

came to his senses, reaking he’d lost control,

he took

sleeping Brittany he was filled with an urge

back, he

against the dont his heart pounding

mind,

had physical

desire for her.

anyone else, that emotions could drive even

this way, especially

hand, he began contemplating how

at four

oblivious to what

work on her designs, finally finishing them all by

she was out to start making

sight of her up and about, the memory of last night

“Good morning Zakky”

realizing she’d fallen asleep without having dinner the previous night, felt a pang of quilt: “What would you