The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife (Isabella Thompson) novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Late at night, all sounds were drowned in the heavy downpour.

A tall and slender figure stumbled through the thick, dark curtain of rain, tripping and falling beside a black car by the curb.

The freezing rain lashing against her body drenched her to the skin, revealing her

curves. However, it couldn’t quench the burning desire she was feeling.

Unable to think straight at that moment, Isabella Thompson followed her instincts to stagger to her feet and grope for the car door handle. She pulled the door open and desperately crawled into the car.

She realized that if she didn’t get in the car, she would be found frozen to death in the rain by the morning.

She slammed the door shut with a bang. Being in a stupor numbed her senses, and she didn’t notice the strong smell of blood

in the air.

In the dark, a pair of dark eyes with a bluish tint snapped open and darted to the intruder with a sharp light in them.

A trace of killing intent flashed across those eyes like the reflection dancing on the sharp blade of a knife.

Isabella didn’t sense the danger. Instead, she just felt a source of warmth in the dark and couldn’t help moving closer to it.

The owner of those dark blue eyes made attempts to push her away, but he was too severely injured to throw her off him.

The body pressed against his was very soft but kept wriggling.

Those dark blue eyes were now murderous and alight with wrath. As a man who stood at the very top of the social ladder, no one had ever had the balls to come on to him

like that.

Never ever!

The urge to kill was so strong that his

chest heaved with every breath.

Isabella had no idea what she had got herself into. She opened her enchanting

eyes and stared at the warm thing beneath.

her with confusion.

She looked dazzling at the moment. Her beauty could make anyone hold their

breath, and the innocent look on her face

was alluring.

Instinctively, she lowered her head and pressed her body against the man’s toned body again.

“Get off me!”

The man growled at her, struggling weakly.

“Don’t…move.”

Isabella grumpily raised her small hands and pinned the badly injured man to the

back of the seat.

In the dark, the roiling rage and killing

intent in those midnight blue eyes became almost tangible.

Isabella didn’t know how to do it and just

felt the man up clumsily. The man was infuriated but was too weak to stop her.

The violent rain blurred the shape of the car and drowned the noises in it, making it look like a mystical beast lurking in the

darkness.

The downpour finally subsided into a drizzle, and it quieted down in the car again. Unfortunately, the first light at dawn didn’t bring any warmth to the chilly

morning.

In the car, Isabella slowly opened her tired eyes, her brain addled, her mind blank, trying to recall how she ended up here.

She moved slightly and felt something cool and smooth.

Turning her head around with a jerk, she saw an unconscious man whose eyes were tightly shut.