Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 224

Chapter 224 A Midnight Scheme

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Sure enough, Brian quietly closed his own door, walked to the room at the end of the hall, and gave a soft knock. The door opened almost instantly, and a hand reached out to pull him inside.

Frank pressed his lips together, suppressing a knowing smile.

He remembered–that was the room of the woman Brian had brought along today. Diana

Still sneaking around, was he?

Hadn’t they essentially met the family already? What was there to be shy about?

Maybe the woman wasn’t as committed and Brian was keeping things quiet.

Frank shook his head and didn’t dwell on it. Young people these days… Their ways were getting harder to understand.

The wildfire between them kept reigniting.

Damian’s kiss grew more fervent, sometimes gently nipping at her lower lip, sometimes deepening into a desperate, consuming tangle.

The low, rough sighs escaping his throat, mingled with the scent of woodsmoke, threatened to pull her under a wave of sheer tenderness.

Only when she was nearly breathless did the man reluctantly break the kiss.

They rested their foreheads together, their scorching breaths weaving a tight, intimate web.

The fireworks display had long since faded, the sky returning to a profound darkness, save for the warm, dancing glow from the fire pit.

Frank came out about an hour later. He thoroughly doused the remaining embers in the pit, checked the surrounding area for any stray sparks, and only then felt settled enough to return to his room for the night.

In their room, Isabelle lay atop Damian, bare under the crisp white duvet that covered her from the waist down.

Damian’s hand rested on the small of her back, absently tracing gentle circles.

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He kissed the top of her head, his eyes soft.

“Did you enjoy today?” Damian asked, his voice a low rumble.

“And whose brilliant plan was this part of the itinerary?” Isabelle countered playfully.

“My own.” This time, it had been entirely his idea.

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“Tch…” She let out a soft, breathy laugh. “Mr. Cross, you’ve graduated. Brian’s going to be qut of a job.”

Damian considered this for a moment, then smiled.

Could it be because Brian was even more preoccupied than he was these days, simply having no time to orchestrate his boss‘ romantic life?

Diana was a tough one to pin down. With her fiercely independent and unconventional spirit, she had little patience for traditional courtship.

She was notoriously hard to impress.

Brian knew this all too well.

Sø, he’d chosen a more direct route.

And Diana had heard about Brian’s reputation long before, especially regarding how

he’d

Their relationship’s rapid development owed much to his shrewd mind.

Dal hetter in the sudden, whirlwind marriage

between Isabelle and 12.

Truth be told, Diana was also swayed by appearances.

Brian had a classically handsome face and a physique that was nothing to scoff at. After a night of drinking that led naturally to his bed, things between them had spiraled wonderfully out of control.

Diana didn’t do emotional attachments, but her physical attraction to Brian was becoming a force of its own.

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Early the next morning, everyone began to stir.

As if by some unspoken agreement, they all gradually gathered in the main courtyard for

breakfast.

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The fare was simple. hearty country food: a large pot of steaming oatmeal, served with an array of homemade preserves–spicy pickled radish, tangy cucumber relish, and a sharp, garlic–infured sauerkraut.

The side dishes were incredibly moreish. Isabelle found herself having two generous bowls.

Just then. Isabelle’s phone buzzed. It was a call from Sienna.

“Is he gone yet?” Sienna asked from the safety of her room, not daring to venture out.

She was thinking–if Blaze was still lurking in the yard, she’d execute her plan to climb out the back window and call an Uber. If he was gone, she could regroup.

Isabelle chuckled. Blaze had guessed right. This woman was absolutely planning to bolt.

“He left around one last night. But he asked me to tell you he’s sorry for startling you. He said if you’re uncomfortable, he won’t push. He said to state your terms, and he’ll agree to them.”

“Those were his exact words?”

“You can ask him yourself,” Isabelle smiled. “Now come out and eat.”

Sienna hung up, opened her messaging app, and unblocked Blaze’s contact.

“Mr. Wilder. Feel like setting some ground rules?”

“Your call.” Blaze’s reply was instantaneous.

He had just gotten out of the shower. After a long night wrapping up work, he had been hoping to crash when the notification popped up–she’d unblocked him.

Sienna let out a long breath she hadn’t realized she was holding, patting her warm cheeks with both hands. They had only exchanged a couple of messages, and already an uncooperative blush was spreading across her face.

Her heart was also doing a funny, frantic dance against her ribs.

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