The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

"Ugh-" Brittany sensed his impatience as she wrapped her arms around his neck, planting a conciliatory kiss on his lips. Even in the pitch darkness, she could feel Isaac's irritation.

"I bumped into Willard by chance."

She didn't even like Willard.

Isaac was worrying over nothing.

Isaac knew she didn't like Willard, but that didn't stop his jealousy, "Try to stay away from Willard from now on!"

Brittany obediently nodded: "I've missed you so much."

Waking up to find Isaac gone that morning left her feeling unexpectedly forlorn.

They were supposed to be inseparable.

Isaac's heart softened at her words, loosening his hold slightly as a fierce longing ignited within him: "Just wait a bit longer, we'll be able to go home soon."

He and Elijah had vowed to clear the Ulbricht family's name.

Once that was done, he could reveal his true identity, and then, he could openly be with Brittany.

Brittany, not wanting to blame him, leaned against his chest: "So, when will we see each other next?"

even have his

in touch; he simply didn't want to

disheartened, felt her eyes well up

lips with unerring accuracy, whispering soothingly: "I'll come to see you whenever

his best, her

the darkness, and after a moment, Isaac reluctantly pulled away, his warm fingertips tracing her lips: "I've got to deal with something tonight. Head back early, have the Lynette family pick you up, and be careful on your way." He

need me, just message, though I might

a wave of sweetness,

at her affectionate demeanor, wishing he could keep her close, yet he

left, Brittany made her way

a sensation that took a

of the Lynette family must make you feel pretty smug,

she was delusional: "Saskia, you

mid-sentence, huffing in frustration: "Brittany,

did she mean

past between her and Saskia

up with Ysabel,

were unmistakably the center

Some, bold enough, approached.