Chapter 74 Seventy Four


    When Isabelle woke up the next morning, the sun was shining brightly through the curtains. She


    moaned and turned away from the light, hiding her face in the pillow.


    Why was the sun on her window in the morning? She could only see the sunset from her–


    She froze.


    Her next breath–which flooded her senses with Jacob’s scent–confirmed that she indeed wasn’t in her


    own room.


    Her eyes fluttered open again. Slowly, she scanned the area next to her. It was empty. She turned her


    head just as slowly to the other side. Empty. Relief swept through her. He was gone. That meant she


    could slip away.


    The relief waned as soon as she took note of the sunlight filtering through the curtains again. Her


    stomach sank. Oh no! She hadn’t overslept, had she?


    She scrambled from the bed, her body screaming in protest from about a hundred ces. Her muscles


    hurt big time, but she didn’t have the luxury of sleeping around. She had a job to get to.


    The moment she got to her feet on the floor, she gasped and sat back down on the bed. Grimacing,


    she looked at her naked abdomen. It felt like someone had rammed a hammer in her abdomen all


    night.


    Her entire body flushed as she recalled Jacob ramming into her, alright. Just not with a hammer. But


    from how hard, thick, and long he had been, it could as well have been one.


    “Oh no,” she whispered, not sure what she wasmenting. The soreness between her legs that made it


    hard to remain seated, much less get up and ready for work? Or the realisation that she crossed a line


    she never should have with Jacob?


    What was she going to do? Could she pretend that nothing had happened? Call it a one time mistake


    and demand that they forget about it?


    Was it toote to take it all back?


    Did she want to?


    She faintly remembered convincing herself that she would allow herself to give in to her desires for just


    one night. How stupid she must have been.


    Her entire body heated up as memories from the previous night shed through her mind. Her core,


    which should have no business craving anything with how sore it was, tingled.


    She was in trouble. How was she going to stay away from him when she wanted him so badly?


    She needed to think about that, but not now. Now, getting to work was more important. She scanned


    the bed, and then the floor of the room, for the clothes she had been wearingst night. Nothing.


    They also weren’t on the cabin. Maybe Jacob had taken them to theundry basket. With nothing to


    wear, she took one of the bedsheets and wrapped it around her body.


    And then she got to her feet again, biting back a wince with every step. She hoped he had already left


    for work. It would be hard trying to run away from him with her thighs protesting her every move.


    She was almost to the door when it opened and Jacob appeared. She froze at the spot as he caught


    sight of her and his face brightened as he stepped into the room and closed the door behind her.


    “You are awake,” he said, walking over to her.


    She stumbled a step back. Clutching tightly to the sheet and avoiding his eyes, she said, “I’m running


    “Work?” he asked. “You shouldn’t even be out of bed.”


    She frowned and looked towards the window. “It looks like it''s eight already–” Her words got swallowed


    by a gasp as he scooped her in his arms and walked towards the bed. “What are you doing?”


    “Stay here,” he said as he ced her back down on the bed. “How are you feeling? I’ll get a warm bath


    started for you.”


    She shook her head and attempted to get her feet to the floor. “I don’t have time for that. I’m probably


    alreadyte for work.”


    “Can you even walk?” he asked, arching a single brow. “You’re in no shape to go to work today. Stay


    in.”


    “I can’t just do that,” she said.


    “Yes, you can. Tell your director that you’re not feeling well.”


    “Jacob–”


    He bent down and pressed a finger to her lips. “I’m not letting you go anywhere today. I’ll start a bath


    for you, and then you’lle and eat the breakfast I’m making for you. I have an important


    engagement at work today, so as much as I want to stay with you, I can’t. But you, you are not going


    anywhere. You spent the entire weekend working, for heaven’s sake. And afterst night…you need to


    rest.”


    Before she could protest, he moved his finger and reced it with his lips. She did not dare open her


    lips, aware that she was yet to brush. “If you’re a good girl,” he said, pushing strands of hair behind her


    ear, “I’ll reward you tonight.”


    He didn’t need to expound on what he meant by ‘reward’ for her core to clench.


    Her heart pounded. She had to tell him this couldn’t go on. “Jacob–”


    “Look,” he said, lifting his left hand to her eye level. “I’m wearing a ring. I had this around somewhere,


    so you don’t have to buy me one.”


    He was wearing a simple tinum wedding band on his ring finger. She hadn’t thought he would take


    her request seriously.


    “Okay,” she said.


    “I should probably bring you to your room,” he said. “I’ll have your bath ready in a few minutes.”


    Before she could tell him that she could make it to her room on her own, he had scooped her again and


    began the walk towards the door. Soon enough, he had her deposited on her bed, given fresh


    instructions about not going anywhere, and then left to go prepare her bath.


    Her heart was still pounding crazily in her chest. She had thought she had seen the sweet, romantic


    side of him before. But this…this was something else. He was treating her like she was his new bride


    and he thought she was the most delicate thing on earth.


    It was as if he now considered them a true couple.


    Her stomach twisted into knots. She couldn’t lead him on like this when she was lying about her


    identity.


    Should shee clean? Would he hate her? Would it make a difference to him that she wasn’t the


    eldest daughter of the Cruzes? Or would the deceit be too much?


    Before she could worry herself to death, he showed up again to tell her that her bath was ready. And as


    if he wasn’t being sweet enough, he told her that he had added some fresh herbs to help with her


    aching muscles.


    This time, she was able to convince him to let her do the walking by herself. Before he left, he said he


    would be in the kitchen making breakfast.


    She made her way to the bathroom and found that he had indeed prepared a herbal bath for her.


    Dropping the towel she had warped around her body, she stepped into the tub and sat down.


    Closing her eyes, she took a deep inhale. The soothing fragrances of the herbs floating around the


    water soaked into her senses, and she could swear she felt calmer instantly.


    Maybe besides helping relieve her aching muscles, the bath would also help her string her thoughts


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    calmly enough to tell him what she needed to.