Isabel's entire body tensed, her back rigid as she calculated the seconds it would take to sprint from the sofa to the door.
Andrei watched her with an expression that made it clear he thought her words were absurd, his voice dripping with unmistakable scorn.
"This is my room, and I'm getting ready to rest. Why do you think I'm undressing?"
Noticing Isabel's ears flush red, Andrei let out a cruel chuckle and flippantly tossed his shirt in her direction, covering her face.
"Or perhaps, were you hoping I'd do something else?"
Isabel was not about to gamble with her dignity by testing Andrei's questionable morals, for she knew too well that he was a shameless bastard!
She quickly rose from the sofa and moved toward the door. "Since you're going to rest, I won't disturb you any further.
