When Isabella returned to the apartment, both Asher and Amelia had already gone to bed, leaving only the light in the study on.

She kicked off her high heels, gently pushed open the door to the study, tiptoed in, and approached Andrew from behind, covering his eyes with her hands.

Andrew's vision instantly went dark. He smirked slightly and covered her soft, delicate hand with his own. "How old are you and still playing such childish games?"

Taking hold of her hand, he pulled her into his ...