The CEO Billionaire’s Regretful Choice

Chapter 29

The dinner had been a disaster with Brooke, Lola, his mother, her mother but Santo and Isabella had decided to focus on them and forget about all the negative things that had happened.

It had been a week since Santo had really seen Isabella, he really missed her. If it wasn’t for these endless meetings with potential advertisers and her constant meetings with the staff, sponsors and the rest he would have made a plan.

He just made his way to the office when Nick told him Miss Thorpe was in his office again, looking through some files. He walked in, she looked so sexy damn it, with those glasses on. He closed the door and rushed straight to her.

Santo moved his hand down her arm. Isabella felt Santo’s fingers move ever so slightly. Santo leaned in to kiss Isabella; they had never kissed like this before. It felt so provocatively slow and sensual in such a way that she clung to him.

There was sort of an edgy urgency in his kiss. Isabella slid her arms around his broad manly shoulders. As she put her hands through his hair Isabella felt Santo clasped her waist tightly and lifted her body to his. Santo unbuttoned her blouse and loosened her hair.

“Tesoro you are beautiful and I am a lucky man.”

He kissed her throat then made his way up to her ear and then returned back to her mouth. He set her on her feet and his hand went up her skirt.

“Mi amor…”

He slid his hand up her soft, smooth thighs and ripped her underwear. Without any warning he sunk his fingers into her wet p***y. She was panting and moaning, moving her body to ride his fingers. Isabella clutched his shoulders as he pleasured her. Santo went back to kissing her. Isabella was about to loosen his shirt when Nick entered, clearing his throat.

“Boss advertising managers are on their way up.”

“Can’t someone handle it?” He growled.

“Uhm no, they want Miss Thorpe.”

Santo groaned.

“Give us a minute Nicholas. Cazzo!”

Santo had his forehead against hers. Isabella licked her lips then giggled at him. “I liked it.”

Santo buttoned her blouse and straightened her skirt.

“We should continue this at home.”

Santo ran his fingers through his hair, pacing.

“Santo.”

“You should go, they’re waiting for you.”

Isabella felt so disappointed but she refused to show it. She gathered her files and left. “Enjoy lunch Santo.”

She slammed the door. Santo covered his face and groaned. The door opened and he turned his body to face the door but stood where he was when he saw Brooke.

“What are you doing here? I banned you!”

She came closer and grabbed his face.

“That which belongs to me Santo.” Brooke persisted in a low seductive purr.

She tried to kiss Santo and just as Santo tried to remove her from him, his door opened.

“Uhm sorry I forgot my phone.” Isabella said, looking at the scene she shook her head. Isabella grabbed her phone and ran out as fast as she could. Santo cursed and ran after her.

He caught up to her just as the elevator doors opened. He went in after her. They didn’t speak, there were people in the elevator. They finally reached her office.

“Piccolo…”

Isabella hit his shoulder with her fists in frustration.

“How could you let that happen?” She hissed, her anger apparent in her voice.

Santo looked at Bella, swallowing nervously, “Isabella I’m sorry, I let my guard down. Please forgive me mi amor.” Santo begged.

“I need you to leave.” She said with a bitter edge in her voice.

Santo went to her and held her hands, looking at her.

“I will but please mi amor, I am sorry for that.” He said, pleading to her.

Isabella observed Santo, he looked so sorry about Brooke and she believed him but she didn’t feel like being near him now.

“Just go.”

“Per favore dammi una possibilità in più.” (Please give me one more chance) Isabella turned away from him.

“Lo non voglio sentrilo.” (I don't want to hear it)

She really couldn’t hear it anymore.

“I promise I will do better mi amor.”

Santo kissed her cheek then he took her hand and kissed it.

Isabella looked at him, men really were dumb, gullible motherfuckers sometimes.

“I have work to do, I’ll see you at home.”

Santo smiled at her, thanking her for her kindness. As he left her office he heard her mumble idiota and grinned, for her he would be. On his way to his office he came up with the perfect way to make it up to his girl and grinned.