Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 453

Chapter 453 Office Intimacies

Chapter 453 Office Intimacies

“Mr. Cross, the documents you requested.” She placed a thick stack of folders on his desk.

“Is your team all here?” Damian’s tone was neutral.

“They are.” Her reply was brief.

“Meeting in five minutes,” Damian said.

“Okay.” She left the office.

Isabelle put on a playful pout. “Mr. Cross, you’re so stern with everyone.”

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Damian, who had been focused on the documents, felt his gaze intensify. He slowly looked up, leaned back in his swivel chair, turned it toward her, and fixed her with a heated look.

“Never knew you could be such a tease.”

Isabelle just giggled.

Damian headed to his meeting, but not before asking Tiana to bring over some pastries and two skewers of grilled chicken.

Isabelle ate the skewers, looking utterly satisfied.

Around midnight the previous night, she had mentioned craving street skewers, but it was too late to get any good ones. Since she also couldn’t eat too much, he had only gotten her two skewers today to curb the craving.

“If this keeps up, I’m going to waste away to nothing,” she muttered to herself.

“Knock, knock-”

The office door was knocked on again.

Isabelle wiped her mouth, wondering if she should answer.

After a moment, another knock came.

“Come in.”

The door opened. Isabelle wondered who it was–it was Brian,

Brian was dressed in a proper black suit, his hair meticulously styled. His shirt sleeves were rolled up, and there were faint trace sweat on his forehead.

“Mr. Hughes, what brings you here?” Isabelle teased with a smile. “Didn’t you used to hate it when Damian wore black suits? Hoe come you’re wearing one now?”

She stood o

still holding her skewer, and tugged lightly at his black shirt

“Piss off…” Brian said dismissively, pushing her forehead away with a finger. He then placed the bag he was

table. “For you.”

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Chapter 453 Office Intimacies

Only then did Isabelle notice the bag.

“What’s this?” She opened it.

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A rich, savory aroma washed over her–still warm and inviting. Inside was the house–smoked rosemary garlic duck confit and crispy duck wings from Duck Master’s on the west end, plus her cold brew.

“I heard you can’t have regular coffee? I told them to make decaffeinated,” Brian said abruptly, then headed toward the private lounge. “I’m taking a shower,” he added before closing the door behind him.

“Alright!” Isabelle sat cross–legged on the sofa, murmuring, “No one gets my cravings like Brian…”

Brian had been on the west side for a project. Damian had texted him around midnight asking him to bring back skewers, but Brian hadn’t even replied.

On his way back just now, he’d seen everyone in the work group chat joking about how Isabelle had come to the office to “put the boss in his place“, so he had swung by and picked these up on the way.

Brian took a quick shower and came out wearing a set of Damian’s casual athletic wear.

“Is this how you two usually are?” Isabelle asked, eyeing him in her husband’s clothes.

“Not really. Forgot to bring a change of clothes over the last couple of days,” Brian said, ruffling his damp hair. He sat opposite her, put on disposable gloves, picked up a duck leg, and started eating.

Damian had been working him to the bone lately. Sometimes he didn’t even go home, didn’t get to sleep in his own bed–just crashed on the sofa here.

“You haven’t eaten?”

Brian leaned back against the sofa, looking both lazy and exhausted. “Eat what? Liquid lunch–all alcohol.”

His once–defined abs were well on their way to becoming a solid block from all the client dinners.

He frowned. Nowadays, whenever there was drinking to be done, Brian was the one who had to show up.

“You texted me earlier saying you wanted to ask about Damian. What about?” Brian looked puzzled. “Aren’t you two already thick as thieves? What else is there to ask?”

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Isabelle perked up. She had almost forgotten her main reason. “I wanted to ask if Damian has any other hobbies or things he likes. I’m planning a birthday surprise for him.”

“Oh, finally coming to your senses,” Brian laughed. “Before, it was all Damian making the effort. Good to finally see you putting in some work.”

Isabelle shot him a deadly look. Brian immediately wiped the grin off his face.

Brian chatted with Isabelle for quite a while before finally settling at Damian’s desk to get some work done

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