Chapter 10

• ISABELLA'S POV ~
• He’s staring at me with these dark, intense eyes that seem to be boring into my soul, and I can feel my heart start to race. I love the way he’s been so protective lately, like he can’t bear the thought of anyone else touching me. He’s standing there, so still and silent, his eyes roaming up and down my body, and I can feel the heat rising to my cheeks. I’m about to ask him what’s on his mind when he reaches out and wraps his hand around my throat.
• The touch is surprisingly gentle, but there’s a possessiveness to it that makes my legs turn to jelly.