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~ Isabel ~My phone was still screaming in my hand, Chloe’s face flashing on the screen when we came to a halt, I stepped out of the car, feeling every bit of the twelve-hour workday in my aching joints. Chloe was already power-walking toward me, looking like a shimmering disco ball in her silver mini-dress.But she wasn't alone. A second figure stepped out from behind her car, and my heart did a double-take. It was Marcus. He was dressed in a dark denim jacket and a black tee, looking rugged and effortlessly cool. He’d actually driven her here? Were they now that close?William stepped out from the driver’s side, the door closing with a heavy, expensive thud. He didn't move into the mansion. Instead, he stood tall, his hands sliding into his jeans pockets as he adjusted his gaze toward the newcomers. The Ice Prince persona was back in full force, his eyes narrowing as he took in the sight of two strangers standing on his private turf."Who are they?" William asked, It wasn't a q

~Isabel~“You should let her go,” A dark haired burly man said.His voice wasn’t loud and he didn't even need to shout, because it had a low vibrating edge that seemed to physically push the blond guy back. He saw the stone-cold look in the man’s eyes and scrambled into the crowd.I stood there, my back still pressed against the cold concrete pillar, but my mind was spinning, trying to reconcile the casual, burly man in front of me.“You,” I breathed,“You’re... the guy from the office earlier today. Why are you here?” When he looked back at me, his expression softened just a little, though his eyes never stopped scanning the room. “Mr. Sterling wanted to ensure you weren't disturbed tonight, Miss Mayfield.”“ William?” Unbelievable “ He.. He sent you? To a college party?” I asked, squinting at him. I looked him up and down, he was putting on a hoodie and black jeans, he seemed to fit in, but he didn't quite belong to the crowd. “Wait... who are you, exactly? He shifted his we

"Don't say it's a mistake again after tonight," he murmured, his voice dropped into a rasp that sent a shiver straight down my spine. His hands were large, spanning the width of my waist, his thumbs tracing the line of my ribs. "You have no idea how much trouble you invite just by breathing close to me, Isabel." The blue glow of the pool was turning his skin into wet marble, but the heat radiating from him as he pulled me flush against his chest was volcanic. He held me, pinned me to the pool. His large, calloused hands slid under the water, the friction making his touch feel even more intense as he gripped my hips and hauled my pelvis flush against his. I felt him then, rock-hard and massive, his cock straining against the fabric of his briefs like a weapon. A small, broken sound escaped my throat as he tilted my head back, his fingers tangling in my wet hair with a sharp tug that forced my chest to arch toward him. He crashed his mouth onto mine, his tongue invading with

"Why is the hallway so packed?" I whispered to Chloe, my voice sounding shaky. I was trying so hard to look normal, but my skin still flushed. Chloe grabbed my arm, pulling me toward the large lecture doors. "Izy, did you forget? Today is the first day of Corporate Law with Professor Alister. Oh I remember now, the youngest professor in Law, that explains why everyone wants to attend the class, we somehow managed to snag two seats in the middle of the hall. The class was buzzing with a nervous excited energy, groups of girls were giggling, fixing their makeup, and leaning forward in their seats. I sat down, trying to adjust myself. The hard seat pressed against my aching cunt, and I let out a tiny, shaky breath. I needed to focus. I needed to be a student. But all I could think about was William. The side door swung open, and a man stepped in, but didn't look like any professor I had ever seen. He looked like he was in his late twenties, He was incredibly tall, with broad shou

~Isabel~Marcus must have felt the tension because he straightened up, cleared his throat and looked at me with a bit of sympathy, then leaned down and pressed a lingering, soft kiss to the top of Chloe’s head.“I’ll leave you two to talk. See you later, Chlo.”He walked away, leaving a gaping hole in the conversation. Chloe didn't look sorry anymore. As she watched him go, her expression shifted from guilty to defensive. She turned back to me, her eyes narrowing slightly...“You’re mad at me for keeping him a secret?""Seriously, Izy? That’s rich coming from you.”“What is that supposed to mean?”“It means you’ve been a ghost lately! You barely talk to me about anything real anymore. You said you were ‘resting’ all weekend after the party, but you look like you haven't slept in a week. You’re jumpy, you’re distracted, and you’re acting like you’re carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders.”Chloe leaned forward, her voice dropping to a sharp whisper that cut right through me