The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 903

“Do you know him?” Isaac asked, noticing Brittany’s silence and assuming the stranger was an acquaintance.

Brittany shook her head. “No, I don’t.”

Following the contact details on the business card, she added Holden on her phone.

He accepted the request promptly and messaged her first.

[Sorry about the mix-up. Should we set a time to talk this over, or do you prefer to go through insurance?]

[Let’s handle it through insurance.]

Brittany remembered Ysabel’s advice to keep her distance from the Lynette family, a family with deep pockets and a lot of clout.

Holden sent an [OK] in response.

With their car out of commission, they opted for a cab ride home.

Back at Bay Community, Brittany indulged in a hot shower and was applying body lotion when Isaac pushed the door open. He casually leaned against the door frame, his deep eyes roving over her.

Feeling suddenly bashful, Brittany protested. “Get out.”

She was stark naked.

gaze was unsettlingly bold.

leaving,” he said, leaning in

this before; why should

the bathroom door closed, cutting off her escape route, and reached out to draw her into

up for lost time, giving

air was humid and filled

of wild

she felt sore and

holding her close in a possessive embrace,

back ached, and she reflexively pressed against his chest.

of slumber, and kissed her hand. “Stay with me a

had worn

recent times, being able to relax had

had hit Isaac hard. She

eyes closed, inhaling Isaac’s familiar scent, she soon drifted back to sleep.

two in the afternoon

was already up, sitting in bed holding her in one arm and handling business on his tablet with

some rest, her fatigue had somewhat dissipated, but a dull ache lingered

aside the tablet, Isaac scooped her up and placed a cushion behind her back, “Hungry?”

stomach was growling.

her lips softly and got

“Just wait.”