~Victor POV~
I was this close to f*****g Isabella to submission on the metal table she sat on, not caring one bit that we were here on mafia business, and Nicolai was mere minutes from arriving. Not that I cared one bit if that fucker walked in on us. It would suit him well, actually. Isabella and I had many issues in our relationship, but s*x was never one of them. Her touch was imprinted on my f*****g soul, and I knew exactly what to do to have her screaming out my name. f**k, what was I saying? From the moment Bella walked in here, she had my head all mixed up. I can’t believe she showed up in a mafia seat-down dressing up like every man’s wet dream. It felt as if I was getting set ablaze by her f**k me hard eyes, puffy red lips, soft round ass and the big soft breasts which, from wh
