Isabella POV
The next morning, I dragged my exhausted self downstairs to get a caffeine kick before I started my day.
As usual, I had spent my night fantasising about me and Raphael being a perfect couple and then an occasional hot flash from the hot s*x I had with my boss, Dominic followed by a ridiculously high amount of guilt I felt for cheating on my husband.
When I got to the kitchen, I was surprised to see Raphael cutting up veggies on the kitchen island. He also looked like he hadn't taken his bath. I was surprised because he was usually on his way to work by this time.
Or wait? Maybe he had a change of mind and has decided to become a perfect partner? Because what explanation was there for him suddenly cooking?
When he raised his head, he spotted me at the door
