Chapter Seven

Dominic's POV

"What did you not notice?" I asked her and she stood up.

"I'm leaving." She looked drunk and I could not let her go just like that, immediately I held her soft arm stopping her from living.

And she looked up at my face then my lips. I think she felt the same way I felt too, maintaining eye contact with her makes me feel strange.

"I want you, Isabelle, I want us to have sex continuously, to be honest with you, I have never felt this way for another woman, I want you to be mine, Isabelle." I know I wanted to find her to apologize for everything I said to her not knowing she was married but I couldn't stop myself.

I wanted her so bad.

Seeing her here right now, I can't quench the feelings I have for this woman. It might look like a selfish act but I want her to myself.

Isabelle shook her head both ways. "You need to stop telling me this. I told you I'm married." She counted her words due to her drunk state.

I placed my palm on her red cheek looking directly in