The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 890

As their eyes met, Irene pretended to be pensive. “Well, yeah. I’m too beautiful I bewitched you, making me fall so deeply in love with me…”

Isaac was speechless—when did she become so thick-skinned?

Irene sighed then and cupped his face with her hands. “I’m now the subject of gossip no thanks to you.”

Isaac smiled and put a hand on the back of her head, before leaning in to give her a light kiss. “Being gossiped about means you have their attention.”

Irene pouted. “I don’t want that. Who knows what they are saying behind my back even though they keep smiling in front of me.”

Isaac rose to his feet, making an angry look. “I’ll go warn them right now.”

“Stop,” Irene exclaimed as she caught his wrist. “They’d say that I bewitched you if you really did.”

“Right,” Isaac said, giving her a meaningful look. “You only warm my bed, after all.”

Irene was speechless for a moment and gave him a shove. “You’re despicable.”

Isaac chuckled and caught her hand. “Get over here.”

Irene walked around his desk, and followed his pull to naturally fall in his lap.

her head over her shoulder and purred playfully, “From now

“Yeah,” Isaac replied lovingly.

Bzzt…

and she took it out to

her that Dennis’s funeral was arranged for the day after tomorrow, and that everyone from Hotmesh

being informed since she was being invited

hung up, and pocketed

said, “They are probably done investigating Dennis’s death. They are arranging for the

not have proceeded so quickly if there

deep into Isaac’s eyes just then, she said,

not have been resolved so easily if not for Isaac, and she leaned on Isaac, brushing her cheeks against his chest before rearing her head to kiss

leaned downward to meet her lips, and they were at it for a while as he replied

poured more passion into their kiss, the air in the room becoming rife

he reached under her blouse to caress the fair skin on her waist. “You’re doing this on

tempting him just because he could not go over the line just

would she do

the wetness over his mouth, her finger brushing

simply loved him

convey her feelings, because words

my presence interfering with your focus at

his arms around her waist.