ISABELLA'S POV.

He Bloody Cut Me.

Yes, I wanted more.

My legs parted on his command. A low growl erupting behind his words. My insides churned, I felt my cunt clench and unclench hearing those words.

I dragged in sharper breaths, feeling the tip of the letter opener trail over my laps; his eyes flickered, and all I saw in them was pure rage and lust.

“You drive me insane, Isabella; you make me want to bash your fucking skull against the wall and ride out your senses ...