The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 765

Brittany was still in a daze as she nodded. “Yeah, an employee at the studio is going on leave, so we had a farewell dinner.”

As the boss, she couldn’t refuse.

Isaac got out of bed, swept her up in his arms, and laid her down on the bed.

His injuries were almost healed, but the doctor recommended more rest, so he hadn’t left the hospital yet.

Brittany was still worried about his health. “You’re not fully recovered…”

Isaac interrupted her with a soft hum as he leaned in to capture her lips. “I’m much better.”

He was even ready to be discharged from the hospital.

Brittany had had a bit too much to drink. Her cheeks were flushed, and she was too tipsy to resist Isaac’s advances.

After a while, Isaac was getting carried away. His hand was resting on her waist, and his eyes were glowing with desire. “Bri, I want you.” He had been waiting for over five years. It was torture to see her every day but not be able to touch her.

Brittany refused. “Wait till you’re discharged.”

Isaac had always been dominant. Five years had passed, but his dominance hadn’t changed. It was just better concealed now.

agreed, but continued to pester Brittany. She was no stranger to his ways, and soon she was

but he proved with his

almost

she was enveloped in warmth. A tall, muscular man had his arm wrapped around her waist, making

in, disregarding the aches in her body. Isaac’s skin was in great condition. It was as smooth

second, Isaac grabbed her hand, brought it to

response. “When did you arrange for your

just found this wasn’t the hospital. It was the

at her lips. “You were sleeping,

fell asleep last night, Brittany instinctively gave his waist a twist.

was hard. It ended up hurting Brittany’s fingers.

rubbing it. “What do you feel like eating? I’ll

last night, and her stomach was growling.

lips, got out of bed,

too tired to get up and decided to

hour later, Isaac came back with a tray of food. After seeing Brittany’s drowsy look, he raised an eyebrow. “Time to eat.”

bed, feeding her spoonfuls of porridge and bites of food. Brittany was indeed hungry, and she