Fated Marriage Spoiled by My Ice Billionaire novel Chapter 29

"Heh..." Isabelle gave him an apologetic grin as she hugged the box and sat down to open it. "It's fine, I've got plenty of old work saved up."

But Damian didn't go back to his desk. Instead, he sat down right next to her and draped one arm across the back of the couch behind her.

Isabelle tensed up immediately, and every nerve in her body went on high alert.

What is he doing? Is he going to... kiss me, or...

She stole a cautious glance at him. "You..."

"I'm just looking." His tone was completely casual.

"Oh."

Isabelle's hands were practically shaking. It was late at night, and he was sitting so close that she could feel his breath.

The scent of sandalwood from his body was slowly wrapping around her.

She hadn't prepared any portfolio pieces, so she had to dig through her old work from previous years and see if any of it would work.

She flipped through the sketches one by one, and Damian's gaze moved along with each page.

Damian picked up one of the drawings and studied it carefully. It looked familiar somehow, but he couldn't quite place where he'd seen it before.

Isabelle snatched the sketch back quickly and shoved it into the box before he could get a good look. "I'll show you once I pick the right one. You should get back to work..." She scooted away from him nervously.

Damian chuckled softly and stood up, then he walked back to his desk. His eyes landed on the tulips sitting there, and his long fingers reached out to brush against the petals. A slight smile tugged at his lips before he dove back into his work.

At eleven o'clock, Isabelle finished organizing her sketches. She glanced over at Damian and figured she'd better get to bed fast before things got awkward. "I'm going to sleep."

But he shut down his computer right then. "I'm done too."

He never went to bed this early.

Isabelle headed to the bathroom, her mind racing the whole time. Is tonight going to be the night? I'm not ready for this...

Sure enough, they both ended up lying in bed together. The lamp clicked off, and darkness wrapped around them both. Fear wrapped around Isabelle just as tightly.

She curled up on her side at the very edge of the mattress, while Damian took his usual spot in the middle. Sleep was impossible. Nervous sweat broke out all over her body, and she wanted to kick off the blanket but didn't dare move.

Suddenly, warmth spread across her lower stomach. Her body got pulled backward in an instant, and she crashed into a warm embrace. She didn't dare move, terrified he might try something. She couldn't bring herself to say anything either, because being pressed together like this would definitely lead to other things.

He didn't move either, afraid he'd lose control, but he couldn't help pulling her closer.

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