The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Brittany had no idea that people were talking about her. After taking a few days off to recuperate, she plunged back into her work with renewed vigor. During her lunch break, after finishing a sandwich, she returned to her lounge. No sooner had she lied down when there was a knock at the door.

Then, the door swung open.

Her assistant rarely barged into her office, so instinctively, Brittany sat up, her body tense. She threw off the covers, got up, and without thinking, pulled open a drawer to grab a paring knife. That's when she heard-

"Bri?"

At the sound of the voice, Brittany quickly put down the knife.

Then, Isaac pushed the door wider, spotting Brittany's defensive move, "Bri, you alright?"

Brittany shook her head, closing the drawer, "What brings you here?"

Isaac walked over, pulling her into an embrace, inhaling her scent, which always brought him peace, "Just got back from a business trip."

Brittany, accustomed to his presence, instinctively wrapped her arms around his waist, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

"Wanted to surprise you."

"Did anyone see you-"

"No one."

Isaac lifted her up, "Heard about the chess club thing at your office. Interested?"

"Not really."

on Brittany. Chess was the

her terribly, attempted to kiss

Brittany dodged, "Not now."

a meeting in the afternoon and couldn't afford

an eyebrow, feeling rejected, "Don't

hand, placing it on

no

Isaac froze.

stiffened, the warmth

reaction wasn't of joy, biting her lip,

emotions were complex, not

what she had endured. Holding her hand, he pressed it to his lips, "Bri, I'm

planned anything, but

you want the

Brittany couldn't sit still.

But you've suffered so much before, I didn't

"I thought you

the child. He gently

from that night in Imperial City." Brittany counted

slim, Brittany couldn't hide her growing

"Does anyone else know?"