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Isabel jumped to her feet, jerking her hand free from Xander's grasp, her eyes wide with disbelief as she stared at him.

"I told you, I won't do anything inappropriate. You can just sleep here, Xander replied, his voice calm and steady.

He intended to see if sharing a bed with her would finally bring him the peace he had been craving-

It was a thought he had contemplated for quite some time but hadn't found the right moment to explore

until now.

Ever since that night with Isabel, his insomnia had worsened, and he could feel the toll it was taking on his health.

But as he considered this, Isabel took a few steps back, visibly uncomfortable.

A spark of irritation flared within Xander at her reaction.

Does she think I am some kind of monster?

"I think you've got it wrong. I really don't have those kinds of feelings about you," he clarified, trying to

alleviate the tension.

Isabel's words only deepened the furrow in his brow.

What do you mean by that? Just a moment ago, you said you were attracted to me."

"Honestly, it's a bit more complicated than that. I admire you, sure, but it's more about respect and idolization. Even if I feel something, it passes quickly. Right now, I don't have any romantic feelings for you. I keep my promises, and I said I wouldn't fall for you, so I won't. Isabel explained.

Isabel presumed that Xander was testing her, giving her one final opportunity to act on the chemistry between them. If she dared to take that leap, he would have a legitimate reason but to throw her out of the Bennetts' home, and that would ruin all her hard work. A wave of relief washed over Isabel upon that thought. Thank goodness she had reacted quickly: otherwise, it could have been the end of everything for her.

Xander's face darkened as he glared at her. "Are you saying you don't like me? Then what about this recording-

"That was just me saying the opposite to irritate your mother and Rachel, Isabel interrupted, cutting him

off

His expression soured further. "Then why are you in my room so late, running your fingers over my shirt Jike it's a magic lamp?

"Believe it or not, I can't sleep in my own pajamas. They're uncomfortable. I find the fabric of your fancy shirt much more enjoyable, so I thought I'd "borrow a couple while you were out," Isabel replied, her tone dripping with insincerity.

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for any sign of deception, but he found none. That only deepened. his

her throat. "Anyway, I feel awkward asking to borrow more. I should get

away from Xander

leave,

and an eerie silence enveloped the room-so quiet

his bed, his expression stormy as he remained frozen, unaware of how

room, and a sense of emptiness settled

exhaled sharply, releasing a long

and lows he had just experienced, Xander suddenly realized how much Isabel truly mattered to him-far more deeply than he had ever imagined. Despite feeling calmer after taking a cold shower, agitation still simmered

turning in bed all night, he still couldn't find any

Xander abruptly threw off his covers and sat up, his expression

deep breaths, he climbed out of bed, exited his room, and stood

alert and listening intently to the sound of

from the two brothers, there

excellent security measures. Even I would need some effort to

possibly be an

the special medicine I prepared for him and is likely sleeping soundly in his room, completely out like

has to be

noticed Xander approaching her bedside with purposeful. strides. Without uttering a word, he pulled back the covers and climbed into

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her previous experience of sharing a bed with him, she recognized him

is he here, in the dead of night,

hands gripping her shoulders, pulling her against his solid

Her shock seemed limitless.

him away, she heard the steady rhythm of

he really here

earth is

his breaths that he wasn't pretending; he

"Are you serious?"

disbelief. Then, with some

sculpted features in the