The Runaway Groom

Isaac loosened his necktie and threw it nonchalantly on the desk. "What are you doing here?"

Irene eagerly strode forward and wrapped her arms around his waist. “I just wanted to see you. Am I not allowed to do so?"

Isaac gently lifted her chin. “Is that all you really want?"

Why did he have a hard time believing that?

Irene certainly came to him because of Lulu, and she wanted to take a trip over to Minerva.

Now, however, she had another cause for concern.

Even if she did have faith in Isaac after going through thick and thin together, she could not trust him blindly either and disregard the consequences.

As for the man himself...

She studied him just then.

He was a successful businessman, who was tall, dark, and handsome —and the epitome of all fantasies women had toward men!

important, but so was her family—she refused to let

arms around his waist

together long

accept your goodwill, but..." Isaac chuckled after studying her for a bit and leaned in to whisper into her

neck, his hot breath almost consuming

already having two children with him, his teasing still left Irene blushing and her throat parched.

Irene could snap at him for his brazenness right then—they

afraid someone would

to look him in the eye.

I'm dead serious," he

her to take his belt off being

saw you with a woman when I

at her for a beat. "Would you

"Yes," Irene admitted.

her then. "Go home if there's nothing else. I'm busy." Irene was left speechless again—putting

me who she