Cheated Once Cherished Forever: The Billionaire's Bride novel Chapter 4

Isabella's head pounded. Her body felt weak and sore.

Biting her lip against the ache, she quietly slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Theodore beside her. She dressed in a hurry and never once looked his way.

Just as she was about to reach the door, a low, husky voice cut through the silence. "You're really going to leave just like that?"

Isabella's cheeks flushed instantly. She forced an awkward smile, turned toward Theodore, then froze.

She had been too drunk the night before to see clearly. All she remembered was that she had hired a handsome escort with a commanding presence.

Seeing him now, she realized he looked even better naked.

Right then, Theodore sat up, the sheet sliding off to reveal a sculpted chest. He stared at Isabella, his gaze piercing as if he could see right through her.

Isabella couldn't bring herself to meet his eyes. Instead, she turned away and fumbled through her purse.

"Um… How much do you usually charge?" she asked awkwardly.

A faint smile tugged at Theodore's lips. Without warning, he tossed the blanket aside and got out of bed.

Startled, Isabella spun around. He was completely naked!

Sure, she had seen and touched him the previous night, but that had been liquid courage. Now that she was sober, it was another matter entirely.

"Whatever you think is fair," Theodore replied.

Suddenly, Isabella remembered. He had mentioned last night that he wasn't cheap. She dug into her purse and pulled out all the cash she had, which came up to a little over one thousand dollars.

She had never hired a male escort before, so she had no idea if it would be enough. Still, she set the money on the nightstand. "I'll just leave this here. I-I should go."

"Isabella."

She was just about to leave when Theodore stepped out of the bathroom. He stood tall in a sharp suit, his broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist.

Whenever his intense gaze met Isabella's, she felt a sense of deja vu.

"Leave me your number," he said.

Isabella's first instinct was to refuse. The previous night had been a mistake, one she had no intention of repeating. But when she met the expectation in his eyes, she faltered.

Against her better judgment, she took out her phone and saved his number on WhatsApp.

As Isabella put her mobile away, he blurted, "My name's Theodore Sinclair."

She smiled, holding her phone up for him to see. His name was already saved in her contacts. "I remember. You told me last night."

Theodore's lips curled into a faint smile as he said, "I look forward to seeing you again."

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