Chapter 13

Marcus had been strained with work. His company was not making as much money as it used to and his father was on his neck; always criticizing every decision he made and silently judging him with his eyes.

Marcus had never been a people pleaser but for his father, he would bend heaven and earth to receive a look of approval, it was that bad.

A soft knock on the door interrupted his thoughts, he had been lost in them for a few days now, and it distracted him.

"Come in," Isabel walked into the large office. She had started dressing more suggestively ever since the coffee incident. That day she spotted a black camisole and a very short skirt, the suit jacket she had matched it with was long gone.

"Yes, Isabel?" Marcus raked his eyes down her very exposed body but immediately shifted them to his computer. Isabel smirked, a look of accomplishment on her face as she shut the door and strutted towards his table.

"Here are the files you requested earlier concerning the Singapore deal." She sai