I S A B E L L A
"T-that doesn't give you the right to track me like I'm some sort of—" I begin, but he cuts me off again.
"I don't have time for childish games, Isabella. Not when your life is in danger. Do you understand me?" He tells me, his voice still oddly calm as he glares straight at me.
I clench my fists, feeling the heat rising in my cheeks. "I didn't realise you cared so much," I hiss back, unable to hold back the venom in my voice.
His eyes darken as he exhales deeply, now beginning to walk towards me, and this time he doesn’t stop until he is standing right across from me. I freeze as I stare up at him, his figure looming over me as he remains silent for a moment. He is seething with anger, his nostrils flaring as his chest slowly heaves.
"I am honouring the commitment my
