INICIAR SESIÓNChapter 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 steadily, spread
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
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
Chapter 170.Isadora stood frozen behind her desk, staring at the shiny black car key resting on the messenger’s open palm. Her breath hitched, a wave of complete shock washing over her.“What am I supposed to do with this?” Isadora asked, her voice trembling slightly in genuine confusion.The young messenger bowed his head politely. “I am not in a position to answer that question, Miss Martin. I was simply asked to hand it over to you.”Before Isadora could even process his words, Mitchell suddenly jumped forward from excitement and snatched the key right out of the man’s hand, then gave him a quick nod.“You may leave now,” Mitchell said hastily.The messenger bowed once more to both women and quietly exited the office, closing the heavy glass door behind him.The second the door clicked shut, Mitchell turned around, grabbed Isadora by both arms, and shook her in pure excitement.“Oh my goodness, Dora! Do you even know what the hell this is?!” Mitchell squealed, her eyes wide with t
Chapter 169.Isadora closed her eyes, holding her breath as she waited for the warm weight of Alessio’s finger to brush against her already soaked . Every nerve in her body was on edge, electric and waiting for his touch. But instead of touching her, Alessio went completely still.He hovered right above her, his dark eyes fixed on her face. In the soft light of the car, she looked impossibly delicate. Her flushed cheeks, her parted lips, and the quiet innocence written across her features softened his entire heart. She was a delicate flower trapped inside his dark, stormy world, and for a brief second, his harsh, possessive mask completely melted away. His gaze dragged across her face with a rare, quiet tenderness.Isadora’s heart was hammering violently inside her chest. The seconds ticked by, but the expected touch never came. Feeling the intense weight of his gaze burning against her skin, she slowly fluttered her eyes open.She met his stare immediately. Their faces were so close







