Tug of war

## chapter seven

Isabella ignites the vehicle whose engine roars back to life in response . She sped out of the garage in full speed .

In no time , she arrives Karen's . Isabella inputs the passcode before walking into the home.

Unlike Isabella whose home was filled with domestic and security staffs Karen choose to stay alone.

As much as Karen was a sex freak , she virtually cherished her privacy .

Isabella stroll in slamming the door hard against the hinges , she walks straight to the mini bar and picks a bottle of tequila front the rows of liquor calling out to her .

Just as she pops the bottle open , Karen's voice stops her .

“ So you sneak into my home to steal my drink . ” Karen spoke curtly , she walked in from the not too narrow walkway . Her body is clad in a robe , her black hair was wet .

Isabella knew she had her usual swim . Without saying anything in response she proceeded to pick the small tumbler to pour for herself a sip when Karen slams the table giving