ISABELLE’S POV
“No one will touch you, Isabelle. I won’t allow anything to happen to you.” Shawn said resolutely. I closed my eyes and took in his masculine cologne. Nathan was still gripping my hand protectively. By the look of his face, he did not understand a single thing that was going on but elected not to ask anything. I honestly appreciate him for that.
“I wish I killed him instead of Xavier.” I groaned and Nathan’s eyes went wide. But still he remained hushed.
“Both are Satan’s offspring. One won’t be better than the other.” Shawn said and played with my hair.
What is happening between us? Nathan caught his involuntary gesture and despite the situation, he smiled at me knowingly. I didn’t know whether to cry or smile back at him. No one has influenced me like this other than m
