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.

without his yellow delivery vest, emerged from a back alley

safe and sound.]

reply; she was

a chill flickering in her eyes as

as she suspected, they had been deceived

[Got it.]

her phone,

very scene she had longed for. She wrapped her arms

“What’s up?”

when Brittany relied on him.

“I’m hungry.”

and sweet, igniting a fire

in record time, turned off the stove, lifted her onto the countertop, and leaned

was fervent; Brittany couldn’t resist and let out

back beautifully as she involuntarily succumbed to the passion.

kitchen, the temperature soared, and the air was thick

eyes shimmered with desire, tempting Isaac to devour her

a lit

peeked in.

the door, puffing with indignation.

to be making breakfast, not sneaking