Semua Bab Entangled Hearts: The Forbidden Bond: Bab 71 - Bab 79

ISLAThe moment I stepped into the bathroom, I felt like I’d walked straight into the pages of a luxury design magazine. The floors were polished marble, glowing under my feet. Warm golden lighting spilled from the backlit mirror above the vanity, casting a soft glow across the walls. A subtle scent of lavender and something expensive lingered in the air—maybe it was the soap, or maybe the room just naturally smelled rich.I padded across the floor, my eyes drawn to the sleek glass enclosure ahead. The shower sat like a throne behind its frameless doors, complete with a rainfall head embedded into the ceiling and a matching handheld wand nestled in a polished holder. Every fixture gleamed in brushed brass, so pristine it looked like it had never been touched by him.Robert reached for the digital panel embedded into the tiled wall just outside the shower. The screen lit up the moment his finger hovered over it, displaying icons and temperature readings in a soft blue light. I felt jea

ISLAI tossed my head backwards, yelling out a moan. It only gave Robert the cue to quicken his pace, my climax was getting near. His hand kept fondling my breast, he snatched one nipple in between two of his fingers. "Roberrrtt," I cried out pleadingly. I wanted relief, but I wasn't certain I would be getting it from this man any time soon. He gave me more torturous strokes that left me gasping for air. His hands grabbed my waist and he held me upright, spun me around and carried me in his front, wrapping my legs around his waist. My fingers tangled in his sleek wet hair. He inserted his cock into my pussy, causing a moan to escape my lips. My body shook from the feeling of pleasure. He started the deep thrusts, hitting a spot inside me that made stars burst in my head. I leaned closer against him, my lips uttering all sorts of pleasurable moan. He regained his control, his pace quickening, his thrust becoming more harder and much more demanding. The slapping sound of his cock s

ISLAThe conference room emptied slowly, the murmur of voices fading as the exquisitely dressed attendees filed out. I gathered my notes, the weight of the meeting still pressing on my shoulders. The condescending manner in which Mia had regarded me, and how everyone in the room had took notice of me, gnawed furiously at my stomach. I wouldn't forgive her for that.As I stepped into the hallway, the cool air offered a brief consolation. I leaned against the wall, waiting for Robert, while causally flipping through the minutes I had just taken down. Suddenly a familiar scent of expensive perfume filled my nose. I knew who it was. I could recognize that signature smell that always seemed to be all over me. "Isla," Mia's voice rang into my ears.I looked up, meeting her gaze. She always wore that cocky triumphant smile, like she was auditioning for some dental care products. "Yes." I sounded even more irritated that I thought I was.She stepped closer, her heels clicking ominously aga

ROBERT....I came down the stairs, making barely audible noise. It wasn't like I was trying to sneak away from my own house. It was just that I had an unsettling feeling that Isla wouldn't be glad about my meeting with Bryan. As I rounded the stairs, my eyes settled on her frame. She sat curled up on the couch, her eyes lifted to meet mine the moment I entered. The way she looked at me made me pause. It was a curious gaze. I hadn’t told her about the dinner with Bryan and his associates tonight. Not yet.Her gaze drifted over my dark suit, her eyes lingering more on my chest, on the part where I had undone the buttons that were supposed to cover the flesh on that area. I just wanted to beat the heat. "You’re going out?" Her voice was soft, almost hesitant like she ought not to ask.I nodded, trying to steady my own voice. "Yeah, just a small dinner with a friend. Business stuff."Somehow I felt there wasn't any need to bring up Bryan.She gave a small smile, but I caught the subt

ROBERT..By the time I pulled into the driveway, it was already past midnight. Even if Bryan had tried to sweet talk me into spending the night over at his place, I still couldn't find myself accepting the offer. My heart felt so heavy like a huge boulder was set upon it. I found myself gasping more times than what would have been called normal. My thoughts were scattered all over the place.Guilt? Remorse? I didn't know which it was, but it kept gnawing at the pit of my stomach and I decided to just leave.Upon my return at the mansion, the house was wrapped in such an eerie stillness. Of course, I wasn't expecting anyone to be up, not the servants or Isla. My heart clenched tightly at the thought of her. How could a man be so torn between two kinds of feelings? Two kinds of feelings that felt completely different from each other. I sighed deeply as I drew out the slacked tie knotted loosely on my neck, and began to make my way slowly up the stairs. I wasn't drunk, but my vision f