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

he grabbed the back of her

to

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

his hold he took a few

Brittany he was

he

his own toom Isaac leaned against the

his mind, urging him

because they’d had

had an inexplicable desire for her. This was not a

else, that emotions could drive even the most rational person to the brink

be feeling this

his hand, he began contemplating how to handle this

up at four in

to what had happened

to work on her designs, finally finishing them all by

as she was out to start making breakfast, the

up and about, the memory of last

“Good morning Zakky”

dinner the previous night, felt a pang of quilt: