Chapter 88
There was a softness to her he couldn’t quite explain.
A vulnerability that made him feel like an asshole for wanting to use her.
He cleared his throat. “What else do you need, Isabella?” he asked gruffly.
She looked down at the floor, her lips pressing together in a firm line. “I need you,” she finally said, lifting her gaze to meet his.
The air felt like it disappeared from the room, and all he could think of was how badly he wanted to hear those words again. How badly he wanted her to say them while she was on her knees in front of him, begging him to f**k her face.
But he couldn’t.
Not yet.
“Come to my room tonight,” he finally said.
He left her standing there without another word and went into his office to try and focus on work. It took him over two hours before h
