Isabella POV
My blood ran cold as I stared at him.
Snippets of that night flooded into my memory making me swallow hard. No, it couldn't be. The only thing I could remember was the well-defined arbs I had glimpsed in the poorly lit room. There was no way the person was Dominic.
"What?" He snapped his fingers in front of me "Don't you remember? We spent a passionate night together and trust me, I didn't want to leave like that the next day but urgent business came up and when I returned to the hotel, I was told you already checked out. Imagine the joy I experienced when I saw you that first day at the company…".
He chuckled reaching for his beer.
No, if I agreed that I was the one, it would only complicate matters for me. As far as I pretend it wasn't me, everything would b
