Zander’s POV
I can’t believe Izzy just sucked me off. I wasn’t expecting that at all. I honestly wanted to throw her on the bed and f*ck her silly, but instead, we ended up taking a shower together to clean up, and then we snuggled into bed together.
“Zander,” Isabella said, “how am I going to get out of this marriage with Antonio DeMarco? I can’t marry him when my heart and soul belong to you.”
“I wish I knew,” I said, hugging Isabella tightly. “Let’s not worry about that right now. We both need sleep, or classes will be hellish tomorrow.”
“I guess, you’re right. Good night, Zander,” Isabella whispered, snuggling in my arms.
“Good night, Izzy,” I replied.
The next morning, we got up, ate breakfast, and headed to classes. Isabella insisted we walk separately, just in case Antonio had
