I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chatper 187

Chapter 187

As Isabella felt the cool sensation on her lips, something inside her snapped.

She dumbly tilted her head back and didn’t dare to push Seth away.

His hint was clear. He wanted her to repay him with what little she had.

Discomfort filled Isabella’s heart. The sensation on her lips reminded her that

everything was back to square one, just like five years ago; she could only

ask Seth for a favor in exchange for her body.

Initially, his kiss carried a sense of exploration and warning. But as he realized

she didn’t resist, he deepened the kiss. Soon, Seth was eager to devour her

completely. Isabella felt suffocated, yet she could feel him unbuttoning her

clothes with his hands before touching her body, which he knew all too well.

Her body was under his control while her soul floated above, mocking her for

returning to where she had started.

“I can forgive you for those incidents. Come back to the secretary’s office,

and I’ll protect you,” said Seth as he traced her lips with his finger. He gave

her a small promise after he got what he wanted.

Isabella could feel his anger slowly subsiding, or perhaps he wasn’t actually

furious in the first place. At that moment, she opened her eyes and turned

her face to the side, meeting his gaze with her teary eyes. In return, Seth

kissed the corner of her eye with surprising gentleness.

a click, he

mouth and spoke up as

take

she

worried she might regain her senses, so

his tie, intending to bind her wrists to

situations.

his intention, Isabella pouted.

didn’t stop his actions, choosing to comfort her by

kissing her cheek.

please stop?”

forcefully

above her

like a delicacy waiting to be devoured.

kinks.” He

gently. While unbuttoning his own shirt, his

fixated on her.

her composure. Just as Seth

down to kiss her,

“Is there

her question, Seth felt slightly annoyed. He covered her

words were cut off as a

through his hand!

her body abruptly, using

against his.

was suddenly attacked. He felt dizzy,

ruckuses, everything on the coffee table

to sit up against the couch with

still bound, breathing heavily. It wasn’t from suffocation but from

fright.

beside her and faced the carpet so she couldn’t see his situation.

propped himself up and turned to look at Isabella with

fierce glare.

trying to get yourself killed?”

a deep breath, Isabella retorted, “I warned you.”

He covered his

attacked him at least three times. First, she

and switched off the

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