The penthouse office had emptied for the night, leaving only the two of them in the soft glow of city lights streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Adrian leaned against the edge of the desk, arms crossed, watching Isabella as she reviewed notes on the table. The tension between them had shifted from playful banter to something sharper, hotter—charged with unspoken fantasies neither had dared to voice fully.
“You’ve been teasing me all day,” Adrian murmured, stepping closer, voice low and commanding. “Do you have any idea what that does to me?”
Isabella’s green eyes sparkled with mischief and daring. “Maybe I do,” she replied, letting her fingers graze his chest lightly. “Or maybe I just want to see how far you’ll take it.”
That was all it took. The careful restraint that had k
