Chapter 189 Make It Official
She rolled up her sleeves, bent her elbows, and used them to work small circles into his lower back.
“Two days straight of meetings. My backside is flattened from sitting,” he said with a light scoff.
Isabelle didn’t respond.
“About what I mentioned the other day… have you thought about it?” Damian was referring to taking over the company.
“I still prefer having my freedom,” Isabelle said.
Damian fell silent.
Thinking he was just tired, she stopped talking and kept massaging.
After a while, Isabelle’s arms ached.
This man is solid muscle everywhere. It’s like kneading rock.
She braced her arms on either side of him and looked down.
“Are you asleep?” she whispered.
Damian didn’t answer.
How could I sleep with her on top of me?
+10 Free Comme
When he didn’t respond, Isabelle simply settled her full weight on him, arm over arm, leg over leg, then pulled the covers up over herself.
He’s so warm.
Content, she closed her eyes and relaxed completely against his back.
Damian felt the warm, soft weight settle against him, leaving no space, enveloping him completely.
And her chest against my shoulders…
“Are you tired, too?” he asked.
“Yeah, a bit,” Isabelle murmured drowsily. “First day back. Not used to it yet.”
Damian said nothing. He simply rolled over, sending her sliding off his back onto the warm spot he’d left on the mattress,
Before she could react, Damian was sitting on her thighs.
“My turn…” he said, his voice low as he looked down at the perfect lines of her shoulder blades.
His eyes darkened. His hands settled on the soft curve of her waist
“No need,” Isabelle gasped, trying to sit up. But the man behind her pressed a hand to the back of her head, holding her gently against the pillow.
Chapter 189 Make It Official
+10 Free Coins
Sweat dripped onto the small of her back
Isabelle lay face down on the bed. She hadn’t been tired before, but now she was completely drained.
When he carried her to the shower and then back to bed, any questions she’d meant to ask were long gone.
But Damian was wide awake. He couldn’t sleep, his mind full of Collin.
“Little one,” he whispered.
Isabelle’s brow furrowed slightly. “You’re such a liar,” she mumbled without opening her eyes.
“I’m serious this time,” Damian said.
“Too tired. I’m not massaging you,” she murmured.
Damian was silent for two seconds. “Where did you go for dinner today?”
At that, Isabelle’s drowsiness vanished. She opened her eyes, then closed them again.
His company is going public. Social engagements are unavoidable. What I saw isn’t necessarily the whole truth. Damian’s feelings for me are genuine. I shouldn’t dwell on it.
“In the private room across from yours,” she said.
They lay in silence for a moment,
Suddenly, Isabelle opened her eyes and turned to face him. “Mr. Whitaker treated us. Collin was there, too.”
“I saw.”
“So you’re upset again.”
Damian didn’t speak, just kept kneading her waist under the covers.
Isabelle said calmly, “I can’t just cut off contact with Collin. Just like you can’t simply refuse to work with Celeste. Can you fire her? No. My friendship with Collin goes back years–it’s not something I can end overnight. We need to trust each other”
“Understood, boss,” Damian said, pulling her closer. His words agreed, but his heart felt tight.
I hate the thought of another man who wants her being around her all the time.
But Isabelle was right.
“Is it that you don’t have confidence in me?” Isabelle asked, frowning.
Damian paused, then leaned down to kiss the corner of her mouth.
Yes, Damian didn’t have confidence.
Isabelle had been hurt too badly before. She was cautious with everyone. Damian feared that her affection for him was merely feigned, while Collin treated her rather well.
She’s here with me, but is her heart fully nie?
10:44 am
VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien)
Lovelovelove...
I am in awe of the beautiful story that I've read so far....
Loving it...
So far loving it...
Where’s the rest? Any other chapters?...
Great read...