The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Brittany was totally engrossed in the show.

Isaac, not really into the storyline, wrapped an arm around her waist, gently massaging it to ease the discomfort of her pregnancy. After having dinner, it was already nearing ten o'clock.

An hour and a bit into their evening, Brittany finished her almond milk, and Isaac insisted she go to bed.

Just as she was about to head upstairs.

Brittany's phone rang, she thought it might be Yuri. When she saw the caller ID, she froze.

"Who is it?"

Noticing she didn't answer, Isaac looked puzzled.

"Eltham."

Eltham was a creature of habit, usually asleep by ten unless something was up.

It was eleven o'clock at night, why would he be calling?

And a video call at that!

A flicker of annoyance passed through Isaac's eyes. The thought of another man keeping tabs on his wife was more than a little infuriating. "Answer it."

Just as Brittany was about to answer, the call ended.

question it, Eltham called again, this

Brittany picked up, "Hello?"

at your door. Got something for you. Can you come

hoarse, probably

Bri,

in

silence, Eltham admitted, "Yeah, I did.

glass of almond milk tightened, the knuckles turning

knew he was jealous and instinctively held his hand to

down. Give me a

sighed

a tight embrace, "Eltham, huh? Getting

Bri?

that his to

and quickly tried to explain,

lips capturing hers in a displeased kiss, "You always do this, attracting all sorts

I'll take

how will I get inside"

...

the Lynette Mansion late

him,

to see Bri." Eltham was holding a gift box,