The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Brittany nestled into his embrace, a frown marring her pretty face. "I'm not really feeling the vibe of this place. Last time at Saskia's wedding, she mentioned you've got quite the reputation for attracting trouble. Don't you think you owe me an explanation?"

Isaac chuckled softly, the sound warm and comforting. "Do you really not know whether I've been a bad boy?"

She knew him well; bringing this up was just her way of lightening the mood.

"And what if I didn't?" Brittany teased.

Isaac's hand cupped her face, his thumb pressing against her lips with gentle insistence. "Seems to me, Mrs. Salter, you're the one who should be explaining, not me."

Brittany sensed he was digging up the past and immediately wrapped her arms around his neck. "Let's not go there."

He leaned in, and they shared a sticky, intimate kiss.

They were about to leave when the sound of brisk footsteps approached.

"Madam, Mr. Lynette has transferred all his assets. The divorce papers have been sent several times. Are you really not planning to sign them?" the lawyer asked.

Leila's face went pale. "It took me forever to marry him, and now he thinks he can just throw me away? In his dreams! Get in touch with my family's lawyers. Apply some pressure. If he wants a divorce, he's going to have to give me half of everything."

had been talking divorce, but Leila had been stubbornly refusing. But she hadn't paid much attention to it

did she know, Yuri had already prepared the divorce papers and had issued several

cold laugh. "He dreams of being laid to rest next to Juliana? Over my dead body. Arrange for

life; Leila was determined to

to the spot, her eyes chilling over

Juliana, Leila hung up the phone

arm around her. "Don't worry about your mother's ashes. I'll have someone keep an eye

mother marrying Robert had anything to

sure. "I'll have

to the dining room with

started, Yuri remembered the business at hand and turned to Leila. "I've given you the papers. If you refuse to sign them, I'll have no choice but to take legal action." The sound of a spoon clattering against the table punctuated the tense silence. Leila's

asked, "What

"The divorce papers."

choked on

with tears. "I won't agree to

law decide," Yuri said, his mind made

won't sign. Our marriage is fine; the courts won't grant a divorce," Leila

is fine? You must think I'm blind to