All Chapters of A Sinful Night: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ALEXANDER POVWas it safe to say that I did not like this Andy guy? I didn’t like him at all, and it might even be bordering on hate. Some people might say it is jealousy, and yeah, that might just be the feeling too. What I hated the most was when he talked about his crush. He had doe eyes and spoke slowly as if reminiscing the times when it was just him and this crush of it. As if that wasn’t enough, he mentioned her name and gave her those puppy-doe eyes.I knew he was referring to my Isabella. The looks he was giving her all night alone were enough to set me off on fire. Each time I looked over at them, he was smiling and touching and leaning in. There was never a time he did not touch her. During their dance, his hands were practically all over her. She might go around convincing people that it was just a platonic dance, but I didn’t buy that.As much as Isabella didn’t want to admit it, her dress was spectacular. It was not her taste, but it had a deep neckline that showed half

ISABELLA POVI woke up with a banging headache. Groaning, I slowly peeked open my eyes and saw that the light in my bedroom was shaded by the curtains. Whoever brought me back here must have considered that the harsh sunlight would be a disturbing factor. It was kind of sweet for them to think of me in that aspect, which means…Hold on a damn minute.I sat up with sudden alacrity as images assaulted my pounding head. There was Madison—Alex’s ex—constantly asking me questions related to my marriage. We were playing a game, if I could remember vividly. A truth game. I gasped aloud as I came down quietly from the bed.What the hell had I gotten myself into?Hands shaking, I checked around for my phone. I was still in my last night outfit and my purse was dumped on the floor, which made me wonder how the hell I got home. Was it Alex or had I just stumbled myself in? If Edwards wasn’t in, then that means he hadn’t seen me yet.So what happened last night?I know for sure that Madison kept

ISABELLA POVI followed him into his office. Just as I entered, he looked back at me impatiently.“What do you want?” Lucas asked harshly.I gulped as I struggled to explain. “Please understand, what you saw isn’t what it is. It’s just that—”He rolled his eyes and walked to his desk, who’d distracted me and stopped my sentence in the middle. When he looked at me again, his eyes were blank and serious at the same time.“Isabella, there’s no point explaining what that was. I’m just lucky to have seen it, that’s all.”“You don’t understand, Lucas—”“You’re right, I don’t. You should know that I have no problem whatsoever with what’s going on between you too. Matter of fact, that's exactly what I want and you know it.”“That’s what I’m trying to explain! Nothing is going on between us. He doesn’t even like me like that.”I could see that Lucas’ impatience was morphing into anger. He stood up and walked to me once again.“Isabella, you’re going to make him fall in love with you. How hard

ISABELLA POVEdward looked at me contemptuously, he had never looked at me this way, his eyes trailed at me as if I were a dirt. This is the worst thing I’d ever imagined.My shorts were thrown somewhere in the room and one of my boobs was hanging outside my top, and then my legs spread wide apart with the vibrator drumming on my clit.His face was red with anger, so red that I immediately felt the same shade of embarrassment and shame waving through me. I moved instinctively; pushing aside the vibrator and grabbing the sheets to cover myself. Edward straightened, his anger seeming to stretch in my awkward moments. The vibrator continued to add to the tense silence until I turned it off.“I can’t believe you’re masturbating with my son’s name on your lips,” Edward said in quiet rage. “Are you imagining him inside you, too?”My face heated up. “No! No, that wasn’t what I was doing!”“That wasn’t what you were doing? Do you think I’m dumb or something? I heard you right from the door!

ISABELLA POVA purring sound from the outside garage indicated that someone was driving in. Hopefully, it wasn’t Edward. The house was empty now and I didn’t want him to see another excuse in pinning me to the bed and having his way with me. That’s just way too much torture I can handle after he heard me calling out Alexander’s name during my masturbating session.When a knock on the door came instead, I knew it wasn’t him or any of the family. Everyone had their own key, and sometimes they’d wriggle the handle to check if it was open first before coming in.“Isabella! Are you home?” Brianna’s voice called from outside. “Damn, I knew I should have texted her before coming. If only she could pick up her darn calls.”Smiling, I pushed my salad plate aside and opened the door. She was just about digging into her purse when I opened the door.“Yes, I’m home.”Brianna rolled her eyes and pushed past me as she entered the house. “Why can’t you pick up your phone when it’s ringing?” she comp