THE SECOND WIFE OF A BILLIONAIRE

It was late at night, and the torrential rain was drowning out everything. Through the heavy, gloomy curtain of rain, a tall, thin figure staggered, slipping and collapsing next to a black vehicle next to the curb. She was wet to the skin from the chilly rain beating over her body, exposing her curves. It was unable to satisfy the intense craving she was experiencing, though. Not knowing how to think clearly at the moment, Isabella Thompson followed her gut and stumbled to her feet. and reach for the handle of the automobile. Desperately, she crawled into the car after pulling open the door. She knew she would be discovered freezing to death in the rain on the side of the road if she didn't get in the car. dawn.

With a thud, she slammed the door shut. Her senses were dulled by her coma, and she was unaware of this. the overpowering blood odor in the atmosphere. A pair of bluish-black eyes sprung awake in the darkness, darting to the intruder with a piercing; they had light in them. A hint of murderous purpose flashed across those eyes like a reflection dancing on a razor. blade. Isabella was blind to the threat. Rather, she was helpless and simply sensed a source of warmth in the darkness, advancing toward it. Despite his best efforts, the bearer of those deep blue eyes was too hurt to move her away. Discard her from him. Even though it was so soft, the body against him continued to wriggle. Now those dark blue eyes were full of rage and malicious intent. As a guy positioned at the pinnacle, no one had ever had the guts to approach him at the top of the social ladder. in that manner.

Never, ever! The desire to murder was so great that his every breath caused my chest to heave. Isabella was clueless about the situation she found herself in. She revealed her captivating eyes and fixed their gaze on the warm object below. her in bewilderment. She was looking stunning right now. Anyone might be moved to hold their breath, and her naive expression was seductive. She instinctively dropped her head and rubbed herself against the man's muscular frame once again. "Leave me alone!" With a faint struggle, the guy snarled at her. "Don't...shift." With a grumpy expression, Isabella lifted her little fists and pinned the severely injured guy to the rear of the chair. The murder, the raging fury in the dark It was almost physical to see the determination in those dark blue eyes. Isabella was clueless on how to proceed and just He felt awkward around the guy.