The Runaway Groom

Chapter 167

“You were consulting Stan about business administration, weren’t you? Because you know nothing about that?”

Isaac’s voice was quiet, even calm–but the undercurrent in his voice was violent!

Irene braced herself and met his gaze. “My dad left the company under my management, but I studied medicine and know nothing about business. I also thought that you’d be busy and didn’t want to impose, which was why I asked Stan-”

“Really?” Isaac chortled coolly. “Tell me, what’s gotten into you this time?!”

Irene smiled. “But I’m just fine-”

“Still keeping up that act?” Isaac snapped, cutting her short. “Did my grandfather talk to you?

Irene’s smile faded right then, and her lips curled downward.

“Did he tell you to leave me?” Isaac asked.

Irene hung her head, but said, “No.”

“Then why are you being so cold?” he demanded.

Irene suddenly looked up, her face suddenly pale. “Because I don’t want to…”

Fall for him, and be lost in her attraction to him.

“Don’t want to what?” Isaac took another step forward, and Irene quickly backed away.

However, the more she tried to run, the closer Isaac got, and soon she was averting her eyes from him, saying, “I have something to do…”

Isaac was left fuming that she was not being truthful even now, and he shoved her angrily against the door!

Thud!

Irene felt the back of her head hitting the door, and seemed to hear a ringing sound while she was left dizzy in pain!

Isaac then caught her chin with a vice–like grip and kissed her ferociously!

Ouch!

The first sensation Irene felt was pain–it was more a bite than a kiss!

He was being brutal, and claiming her possessively.

She did not resist, though she probably could not, and had to quietly endure his wrath.

At the same time, he wanted more, and started reaching underneath her blouse, caressing her waist, and her eyes widened from his touch. “We’re in an office building! Your office, in fact- someone will see!”

Isaac simply scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the couch. “No one enters without my permission.”

Irene felt her throat turn parched, and she averted her eyes. “My dad just died. I can’t…”

Isaac paused, the blaze in his eyes cooling slightly.

As he relaxed his hold, Irene struggled, slipping out of his grasp, and ran out of his office.

She was moving too quickly that she crashed into Kathy.

As she looked up, Kathy could see the obvious bite marks on her lips.

After Kathy left Isaac’s office, Irene was alone with him, and it was apparent who was biting

Irene.

She scowled right then, but Irene had already left!

After Irene was gone, Isaac told his secretary to call in Stan, who quickly arrived.

Loosening his collar, he growled, “Help her with whatever she needs.”

Stan understood what he meant. “Yes, Mr. Jefferson.”

However, he remembered just as he was about to leave, and turned to tell Isaac, “Actually, Mrs. Jefferson saw Kathy York in your office, and asked why she was still working here. I could tell that she was a little upset… Maybe she’s jealous?”

The gloom on Isaac’s visage cleared slightly.

Was Irene really jealous?

Despite his joy, he acted nonchalant and said, “I know. Go back to work.”

Stan nodded. “Yes, sir.”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Once he closed the door behind him, a faint smile appeared on Isaac’s face.

Irene was truly the source of his joy and rage!

Outside, Kathy was flashing a seemingly harmless, innocent smile at Stan. “Where are you going, Mr. Hill?”

There was no way Stan would tell her about Isaac’s personal assignment, and simply replied, ” Just work stuff.”

He started to leave, but Kathy followed. “Could I ask you for a favor, Mr. Hill?” “What is it?” Stan asked.