The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 857

Isaac was probably truly exhausted. He fell asleep after just one round.

Wiping the swear from her body, Brittany lay back down, her gaze unfocused on the dark night sky.

Joie returned to her apartment, relieved she didn’t have to keep up the act anymore.

After a hot shower, she ordered some takeout, planning to really enjoy her evening.

The food hadn’t arrived yet, so she sat at her vanity, meticulously going through her skincare routine.

Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted the room.

“Delivery’s here.”

Joie called out an acknowledgment, got up, and hurried to the door.

The young delivery guy handed her the food. “Miss, here you go, please sign here.”

She took the takeout, thanked him, and closed the door.

Humming a tune, she padded back to the dining room barefoot.

The man descended the stairs.

He hopped on his motorcycle and sped off.

Ten minutes later.

vest, emerged from a back alley and sent

Joie is safe and sound.]

reply; she was probably

early, a chill flickering in

as she suspected, they had

[Got it.]

deleted all the messages, turned off her phone, and

was there, preparing breakfast-the very scene she had longed for. She wrapped her arms around him from behind, nuzzling affectionately.

“What’s up?”

Brittany relied on

“I’m hungry.”

voice was soft and sweet,

finished breakfast in record time, turned off the stove, lifted her onto

fervent; Brittany couldn’t resist and

fair neck arched back beautifully as she involuntarily

and the air was thick with spice.

with desire, tempting

was a lit

redhead peeked in. “Daddy,

at the door,

be making breakfast, not sneaking kisses