MasukChapter 176.Isadora took a slow, trembling breath as she stepped under the bright, blinding lights of the main studio set. Her knees felt slightly weak, and her hands shook just a fraction at her sides as the heavy camera lenses pointed directly at her.From the edge of the set, Mitchell caught her nervous gaze. She immediately flashed Isadora a wide, encouraging smile, mouthing the words, You can do it, Dora!Seeing Mitchell’s quiet support warmed Isadora’s chest. She closed her eyes for a fraction of a second and silently encouraged herself by thinking of Nathan. She pictured her sick brother lying in that hospital bed, reminding herself of his rising medical bills, and thought about how many supporters and fans she would gain if this shoot came out beautifully.When the photographer clicked the first shutter, Isadora lifted her chin and let go of her fear.Once she found her rhythm, she completely transformed. Every movement was soft, effortlessly feminine, and deeply captivating
Chapter 175Isadora stood dead in her tracks, her eyes dragging slowly down Alessio’s strong body. He looked dangerously hot, and she hated how obvious it was to anyone with eyes. A sudden wave of sadness washed over her chest as the painful reality of the past three days hit her all over again. They had not spoken a single word since that night on the cliffside. He had not called her, had not sent a message, and had not come to check on her. Now that she was standing in the exact same room with him, a heavy worry settled into her stomach. She was terrified that her body would betray her and that she might act clumsy or weak around him in front of everyone.“Isadora!” Flora called out in pure excitement, waving her hands from across the studio floor.At the sound of her name, Alessio turned around. His dark, commanding gaze swept across the room, heading straight toward the entrance.Before his eyes could fully catch hers, Isadora blinked back quickly and looked away immediately, u
Chapter 174. Isadora stood completely still, waiting desperately for Alessio’s reply. She waited, hoping he would choose her hoping that he would he wanted her outside of sex. But he just stood there, not saying a word, his expression entirely unchanged. He didnt look like he had anything to say and that shredded her heart into a million pieces. She blinked back her pain, wiping her tears, and accepted that perhaps she was never truly worthy of him.She bowed her head softly. “This never happened.” She said in her usual soft tone before turning around. Alessio watched her silently walked back to the car, her shoulders shaking slightly like she was trying to hold back her sob. He stood alone in the cool night air for a few seconds before heading back into the SUV.The ride back home was filled with a heavy, suffocating silence and thick tension. Alessio tightened his grip on the leather steering wheel until his knuckles turned white, while Isadora kept her gaze locked entirely out t
Chapter 173. Alessio stayed frozen, taken completely aback by her question. Why her? He replayed the words over and over inside his mind, realizing with a sudden, dark weight that she was right to ask. Truly, why her? There were thousands of beautiful, willing women in the world. Why was he so completely smitten by this specific girl? Why was he so consumed by her that he had stopped visiting private clubs, stopped picking up elite escorts, and stopped looking at anyone else? Since the very first night he saw her, there was just something about her. Perhaps it was her quiet, fragile innocence. Now that the question had been laid bare between them, he had no answer to give. But, Initially, it was just sex. It was the simple idea of deriving intense pleasure from her soft body, and giving it back in equal measure. But after just three sessions with her, that simple physical pull had slowly morphed into a dark, primal hunger. The intense need to make her his had grown s
Chapter 172.“Do you have a driving license?” Alessio asked, his deep voice cutting through the heavy silence of the parked SUV.Isadora went dead still in her seat. She let out a quiet exhale and slowly shook her head.“Great. You will be needing one,” Alessio said, his eyes fixed on the dark horizon ahead. “I brought you here to teach you how to drive. Starting today, I will be your personal driver.”Isadora went silent for a brief second. Her heart hammered against her ribs, but she forced herself to sit up straight.“That won't be necessary, sir,” she replied softly.Alessio went completely still. His hand paused directly over the ignition key.He tilted his head in her direction, his dark, sharp eyes narrowing as he studied her profile. “Why? Because I yelled at you in front of people?”“No,” she replied calmly, her voice quiet but steady.“Then why?” he asked again, his tone calm on the surface, yet laced with deep disbelief. She had never once opposed him or pushed back again
Chapter 171.Flora quietly backed out of the room and closed the heavy door, leaving only Alessio and Mitchell inside the spacious styling office. Mitchell had flatly refused to leave, standing her ground firmly near the rack of designer gowns. Alessio didn’t bother stepping out either. He knew his daughter well enough to know she was bursting with words she desperately needed to get off her chest.“Speak,” Alessio commanded the moment the door clicked shut.Mitchell jumped to her feet, taking a furious step toward her father.“Dad, I know that you are strict and you don’t play with your business,” Mitchell snapped, her voice thick with frustration. “But can you please be a little less harsh on Isadora? Isadora isn’t like every other person in this corporate building! She is quiet, gentle, and a little too innocent. Her parents are dead, Dad! She has baggage worth a lifetime, and she has only us and her sick brother in this world. Speaking to her in that cruel, bossy tone in front of







