Early in the morning, Isabella opens her eyes slightly, feeling weak and tired as she wakes up in an unfamiliar rich surrounding. She began to feel a hard headache and she placed her hand on her forehead to ease the pain.
As she opens her eyes, trying to adjust to the bright light in her surroundings, she realizes that this isn’t her room nor is it her house. The whole place was very luxurious and wide. She was laying on a king-size bed which also didn’t felt like hers.
Isabella’s heart began convulsing in fear as she tried to remember how she ended up here. She couldn’t remember anything, no matter how hard she tried.
She felt someone breathing softly behind her and a heavy hand wrapped around her waist. She could feel a masculine body pressed against her back, it felt so strong and warming.
She struggled to turn back to have a look of the person sleeping behind her and to her greatest surprise, it was a man. A fucking handsome white man that she had never came across in her entire life.
Isabella immediately bolted up in a sitting position, staring at the handsome man’s face with bewildered eyes. Her whole body was shivering in fear as the first thought that came into her mind was that the man had taken advantage of her last night.
In a haste, Isabella opened the duvet to check if there was any sign to prove her thought.
“Ahhh…”, She gasped when the duvet slid down , revealing the man’s muscular body. He was too good to be real. She tilted her head to the side to observe the man’s face carefully. Even with his eyes closed, he was looking so darn handsome.
She slid her finger across the side of his face, shifting his dark long hair which was covering his face behind his ear. She couldn’t help but drool over him. She just wished she could just press her lips against his pink baby lips, to feel how soft and nasty it would taste.
Her body shivered in lust and her stomach shunned with butterflies all over due to her dirty thoughts of him doing bad things to her last night.
She snapped back to her senses and looked down at herself. She was surprised to see herself fully dressed, in her own clothing without a single thing missing. She touched her waist to feel her panties and they were still on. She was quite shocked and relieved that nothing happened but her mind was still filled with contempt for why he didn’t touch her.
Was it because he didn’t find her attractive or what?
Isabella scratched her head as she tried to think of it while staring at the man, sleeping peacefully on the bed. He hadn’t moved or blinked since she had woken up.
But suddenly, the man blinked his eyes open and their gaze locked with each other.
The man’s eyes were green and very attractive.
She felt his hand, slid up to her inner thigh and immediately, she abruptly jumped out of the bed out of fear and raced to the door.
Matteo didn’t bother to run after her, instead he calmly sat up on the bed and leaned his back against the headboard.
Meanwhile, Isabella looked back as she was trying to pull the door open while twisting the doorknob. She couldn’t help it but stares at him and it makes her think that he was trying to charm her with his hot body.
His body was indeed breathtaking and tempting.
Isabella’s heart skipped a bit when Matteo stretched out his long legs from the bed as he stepped down.
Her whole body was shocked in fear that she turned to look at the door, wondering why it was taking too long to open.
The door was locked, she just realized it and it made her heart beat rippled twice its normal rate.
She felt calm when she saw the key was still cling to the door knob. She twisted the key and unlocked the door then quickly rushed out of the room before slamming the door behind her.
“That was closed”, She thought. She wondered if he would have forced himself on her if he’d had caught her before she could open the door.
Isabella looked around the spacious house, searching for the route that leads out of the house. She found the way through the long stairs in the middle of the corridor that leads downstairs.
“And where the fuck do you think you are going?” A cold masculine voice, jolted Isabella from her movements the moment she tried to run towards the stairs.
Isabella’s heart was thudding wildly as she looked up and noticed the tall man, standing at the other side close to the stairs.
He wore a sweatpants that hung loosely on his hip, showing off his v line and exposing the tattoo he had in his lower body. He wasn’t putting on any shirt, which left his chest exposed.
The man’s left hand was relaxed on the stairs handle and he was holding a glass of wine on the same hand. His hair was messy and his face looks like he has been drinking for a long time. Despite that, he was looking stunning unlike her who would look like a forbidden fruit whenever she wakes up from sleep.
Isabella’s eyes were both bugging out as she admired the sexy man in front of her. Mostly, her eyes were glued to his chest which had a tattoo of an eagle whose wings were spread out to cover his upper chest and the legs down his lower body.
Could it be that there was not only one hoties in this room, but two?. She thought, still staring blankly at the man.
His brown eyes caught with hers and she instinctively looked away when. She knew he had caught her ogling at him, his body.
Meanwhile, Leonardo who stood there close to the stairs swept his gaze up and down her body in disgust. He could see the panic and fear in her face as he stared at her coldly.