MasukIZZY'S POV,“Is everything right with you?” Jasper asked, concern fogging his eyes. I took a sip of water to give myself something to do before I spoke. “Of course. Why wouldn't it be?”“You went quiet all of a sudden,” he said in a specific manner to let me know he wasn't playing anymore. “You can tell me if there's something bothering you.”“Am I not allowed to eat in peace?” I leaned forward, pressing my breasts upwards to make them peak out of the neckline.He was distracted. His eyes went down, before he brought them back up to look me in the eyes. “You've barely allowed me to finish a sentence since we arrived. So, to me this silence is weird.”“Perhaps I'm finally giving you a chance to speak.” He smiled, but didn't push the question any further. Instead, he picked up his glass and took a sip, allowing the conversation to move on.I was grateful for that.We continued talking while we finished our food, moving from ridiculous childhood stories to travel, movies, and the kinds
IZZY'S POV,“I am starting to think you chose this place just to show me that you know more about Greek food than I do,” I said, looking at Jasper as he carefully cut into his fish.He glanced up at me with an amused smile decorating his face. “That's a very serious accusation, Miss Elizabeth. Particularly against a man who has spent the last twenty minutes explaining the menu to you.”“Uhm... from what I remember, you spent twenty minutes telling me that everything I wanted to order was the wrong choice.”“Because you were about to order three dishes that are meant to be shared.” He shook his head, passing me the drink to try once. “Then you would have complained about not being able to finish them.”“I could have finished them,” I said, taking another roasted prawn from his plate. “You have no idea how big my appetite is, Mr Jasper.”“I can certainly see that now.” He nodded solemnly before taking another bite. “After all, you have already stolen food from my plate for the fifth tim
IZZY'S POV,The restaurant was busier than I expected for a weekday, but Mom, being the incredibly smooth talker she is, had somehow found us a quiet table in the corner. A place where we could actually talk without having to raise our voices or be judged by strangers for the things we were saying.It was one of those cosy places. The warm lights above us reflected against the glass tables, and the smell of food made me realise how hungry I actually had been. In the morning, I was still thinking about Jasper, and meeting Tyler pretty much ruined my whole day. So, I didn't get to eat properly. Mom seemed to notice that too because she kept pushing different dishes toward me from her side. “Slow down, you're eating like you haven't seen food in a week,” she said, watching me take another bite of the ribs. “Those posh assholes are looking at us weird.” “Ignore them. They hate me because they can't be this free with their mannerisms,” I replied hastily, swallowing before reaching for th
IZZY'S POV,When I got home that evening, I was exhausted to my bones, more exhausted than I’d realized earlier. And all I wanted was to jump on my bed and fall asleep.The exhaustion wasn't due to the work or due to the little encounter with Tyler at work, though that was very draining, but from everything that had been happening in my life lately. I was responsible for most of them in one way or another, but that doesn't mean I couldn't complain. The castle, the fireworks, the feeling of being seen, really seen by someone for the first time, was all I wanted, and then on the other hand, I was ready to burn it to the ground.'Don't overthink, you're making the right decision,' I told myself as I unlocked the door to my apartment, bracing myself for more loneliness to force me into the well of overthinking. However, that's not what happened because as soon as I was inside, I heard, “Elizabeth Mary Winters, where the hell have you been for the last few days?”I blinked, stunned for a
IZZY'S POV, “I guess you didn't know, we're acquiring this company.” He had a proud look in his eyes when he announced it, not just to me but also to those around us. I glanced around the room and felt embarrassed by all the eyes focused on me. I wanted to run away, knowing well that it was going to lead to another round of gossip about my life. They barely moved away from the wedding drama; now, thanks to Tyler, they had another topic. I sighed and focused on the man in front of me. His eyes were sparkling, and the way he was leaning against the wall made it look like he already owned the company. I took a deep breath before speaking. “What do you mean by that?” His smile only deepened when I was done with my question. “We are in the early stages of negotiation, but it's pretty much a done deal.” “Why would Mr. McKelly sell the company all of a sudden?” I mumbled, trying to think about the conversations that occurred around the office, in the past few days. “I didn't even
IZZY'S POV,I was back at my desk, leaving the Castle and the magical life I had to live for the past two days behind. However, my mind never came back with me to the corporate life of Austin. It was still wrapped around the scent of roses and old stone walls that I fell in love with. I was still in front of that giant fireplace, wrapped in a blanket while it rained outside. Jasper was with me, kissing me on the neck while reading me one of his favorite French romances. We were both naked—it was his idea—to get in the head of the characters. It was a stupid idea, but when he started stripping, I couldn't help myself either. So, while he translated the story for me, I played with him. It was my way of connecting with the eighteen-year-old maid, the naive girl who fell in love with her master, the duke, thrice his age. “Everyone around warned him that she was going to poison him one day for his riches, but he was so in love with her that he never listened to them,” he read, and that







