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Isabella's POV When I saw him again, my whole body tensed. I was about to explode with anger. Why does he keep showing up? Every time I try to breathe, to escape, to rebuild even a little, there he is. Is fate playing some cruel game with me? “Are you blind? Can't you watch where you're going?" he snapped, spitting the words at me. His voice was filled with disgust and arrogance. I was taken aback by his words. Wait, what? The audacity?At that moment, I completely forgot how powerful he was or who he thought he was. All that influence, all that money, none of it meant anything to me. All I saw was just a rude and arrogant man."Damien or whatever you call yourself, I don't care how influential or powerful you are, but this must stop. Obviously it was an accident. And yes, it's my fault, so I'm sorry. But that doesn't give you the right to talk to me however you please.” I glared straight into his eyes without blinking.One of his bodyguards stepped forward and without any warning h

Isabella’s POV When I saw him, I was furious. He stood there with his hands in his pocket like the world revolves around him. I wanted to punch him really hard for disrespecting me but I held myself. I didn't want to create a scene. I swallowed the lump in my throat, unclenched my fists and walked right past him without a word. “Are you okay? We could give you a lift if you don't mind,” he called out behind me with concern. I didn't stop or respond. I didn't even turn to look at him, I just kept walking. Why was he even acting nice? As much as I needed help, I wasn't going to accept it from him. Not after humiliating me. I didn't even realize when a black SUV pulled up beside me until I heard a voice. “Hey, are you alright?” “Uhmm…. yeah. I'm good,” I said turning to face the man in the car. He looked like he would be in his late twenties. He wore a fitted navy hoodie and his hair was dark brown. One of his arms was resting casually on the window frame. “I saw you running from

Isabella's POV When I woke up, I was in his arms. My body was aching badly. My head was resting on his bare chest with his hands wrapped around my body. For a second, I felt safe, like I belonged there. I picked up my phone and checked the time. “Shit,” I muttered, almost jumping out of bed. I was running late for work. I quietly got out of bed, careful enough not to wake him. I picked up my clothes and put them on. He shifted slightly but didn't open his eyes. God, even asleep, he looks hotter. If Sabrina heard I actually spent the night with him, she'd probably pass out. She was his number one fan, and to her, he was practically untouchable. He was her secret crush, and has sworn to herself to win his attention. My stomach twisted when I remembered some parts of last night. How he kissed me, touched me like I was the last girl in the world. The flashbacks made me feel sick. I wanted to forget but for some unknown reasons I can't. To me? Right now, he was a mistake.Finally I

Isabella's POV I badly wanted to touch his massive sculpted shoulder, probably because of his tattoo, but fear held me back. Instead, I traced my hand gently over his muscular chest. He undressed slowly, never breaking eye contact. I couldn't look away. I parted my lips as my fingers curled around his neck, pulling him closer. He grazed my lower lip, then captured my mouth with his.“I want to fuck you so badly,” he whispered, then crushed his lips against mine. I eagerly opened my mouth to accept him. His tongue explored my mouth as his hands slipped beneath my dress, unfastening my bra. He looked at me, his eyes burning with lust and desire. For the first time, I felt like prey. He cupped my left breast, kissing it passionately before grazing my nipple with his teeth.“Arghh…..” I moaned as pleasure shot through me. He soothed the sting with his tongue, and God, it felt incredible, almost electric. He licked and sucked at my tingling nipple, and I couldn’t hold back the strangle

Isabella's POV "Hey Isabella, the manager wants to see you in his office now,"Marie, one of my colleague, informed me as she changed into a sexy dress. Seems someone is going to have fun tonight, I said, while she swayed her hips in response. “Go easy tonight girl, so you don't come back with a sour pussy,” I added, watching her gulp down some contraceptive pills.But wait, the manager calling me? That was so unusual. He rarely did that unless it was something serious and urgent. Please Lord, don't let it be what I think it is, I prayed, as I headed towards his office.I knocked on his door lightly, trying to calm myself down. “Come in,” he called. He looked up from the pile of papers on his desk and gave me a brief smile.“Bella, great, you're here.” He said, scratching his jaw, the way he does when something’s on his mind. He then reached under the desk and pulled out a bottle of red wine. “Ermm…I need you to serve this to a guest in the VIP lounge room 101,” he said, handing