request. "Someone is asking for the security footage from the night you were at the club," the assistant said, a hint of cu

wonder why she would be interested in that particular footage. He quickly asked for a picture, and when he saw her face, his heart skipped a be

d with an air of confidence that drew him in. He had been mesmerized by her presence, but now he found himself questioning the motives behind

er with the footage," he instructed his assistant, "but make sure to delete the part where we... tortured

cidence. He found himself wondering if Isabella had sensed the connection between them, the unspoken tension

nclair and her intentions. Perhaps this was an opportunity to delve deeper into her world, to understand the woman who had captivat