The moment Isla stepped into her penthouse, she let out a shaky breath.
Her hands still trembled from the kiss.
The kiss that should have been just for the cameras.
The kiss that should have meant nothing.
But it hadn’t felt like nothing.
Not even close.
She tossed her purse onto the marble counter, pressing her palms against the cool surface as she tried to steady herself.
Lucas Reyes was dangerous.
Not just because of his ruthless business mind.
Not just because of his ability to manipulate the world around him.
But because, despite everything, he was starting to feel like something she wanted.
And that?
That was far more dangerous than Vincent.
A small voice broke through her thoughts.
"Mama?"
Isla turned to find Leo standing at the hallway entrance, rubbing his tired eye
