ISABELLA POV
Edward looked at me contemptuously, he had never looked at me this way, his eyes trailed at me as if I were a dirt.
This is the worst thing I’d ever imagined.
My shorts were thrown somewhere in the room and one of my boobs was hanging outside my top, and then my legs spread wide apart with the vibrator drumming on my c**t.
His face was red with anger, so red that I immediately felt the same shade of embarrassment and shame waving through me. I moved instinctively; pushing aside the vibrator and grabbing the sheets to cover myself. Edward straightened, his anger seeming to stretch in my awkward moments. The vibrator continued to add to the tense silence until I turned it off.
“I can’t believe you’re m**********g with my son’s name on your lips,” Edward said in quiet rage.
