0009 The man opened his mouth , he wanted to say something , but no words came out . He saw the fire in Gabriel's eyes , the kind of authority that dared no one to cross him . Gabriel's presence alone was intimidating . Isla stood frozen . Her lips parted to speak . But she decided against it . Betsy's eyes flicked between them , and we're wide with shock , her glass still in her hand . " Sweetheart , " Gabriel said softly . " We're leaving now . " His gaze locked with Isla's . Sweetheart ? Since when ? Isla's mind raced . Her heart skipped a beat , not out of love , but out of disbelief . He had never called her that before . What game was he playing now ? Still , she decided to play along . She didn't want to embarrass him in public , not in front of his business partners , not in front of strangers who might know them . They were the Wyndhams , after all . A scandal here would spread like wildfire . " Okay ... fine , " Isla murmured . She turned to Betsy and forced a small smile . " Babes , we'll meet on Monday . " Before Betsy could respond , Gabriel's arm curled tightly around Isla's waist . It was possessive . Almost suffocating . Together , they walked away , while his grip never loosening . When they reached Gabriel's private corner , the three gentlemen he had been meeting with still sat with their mouths widely open , staring at the scene as though they just witnessed something unreal . Gabriel wasn't bothered . He faced them briefly , his tone was firm . " Gentlemen , let's finalise this meeting on Monday . I need to take my wife home . " No introductions . No explanations . Just like that . He didn't even try to mask the jealousy burning in him . To him , Isla wasn't just his wife - she was his possession , and he made sure everyone in that room knew it . As they stepped out of the club , Isla finally exhaled a long breath . The cool night air touched her skin as she turned to Gabriel . " Gabriel , what are you doing- " But her question never left her lips completely . He silenced her with a sudden , deep kiss . His mouth crashed against hers , his tongue pushing in with a force that left her stunned . And his hand held the back of her head firmly . Isla's knees weakened instantly , her legs wobbling beneath her . Her heart drummed in rhythm , it was too fast . His strong arm steadied her , holding her close . She wasn't expecting this - this hunger , this passion , not from him . What had come over him ? She didn't know that just moments earlier , Gabriel had already spotted two paparazzi lingering outside . He knew what they wanted . He knew what they would sell . So , he acted quickly , and gave them a story to tell . A kiss that looked like love , a kiss that painted a love story . Better to give them what they came for before they wrote their own.n own narrative . When he finally pulled away , Isla was breathless . Her chest rose and fell rapidly , her lips tingling from the heat of his kiss . Gabriel smiled down at her . He was so calm , and it looked like he had planned it all along . His hands reached up , tucking loose strands of her blonde hair gently behind her ears . His hands trailed down slowly , straightening her dress as if it was nothing more than a casual act of care . But the way his fingers brushed her skin , it left Isla speechless . " Now ," he said softly , his lips curving into a seductive smile . " Come , my love . Let's go home and finish this . " His words made Isla's chest warm , even though her mind screamed not to fall for it . Just then , Thomas drove out from the parking lot and stopped right in front of them . Gabriel opened the backdoor , steadying Isla by the waist as he helped her inside . He immediately joined her in the backseat , closing the door behind them The car rolled forward , and silence filled the space , just like always 0009 +25 BONUS Isla scoffed under her breath and shook her head , turning away to the window . She knew it was too good to be true . For a moment , she had almost fallen for his act . The driver rolled up the partition , giving them privacy . 7 Then came Gabriel's voice , with so much control . " What were you doing in that club? " Isla ignored him and didn't answer . His eyes narrowed . " Isla , don't tempt me tonight . I just asked you a question . What were you doing in that club alone ? And why- " his gaze slid down her body , sharp and piercing- " why are you dressed like this ? " His tone grew harder , colder . Isla flinched . She hadn't expected him to sound this way . He never cared before . So why now ? She lifted her chin . " Well , I wasn't alone . I was there with Betsy . You saw her . And what is wrong with my dressing ? " Her eyes roamed over her body , to her tight dress , and her bare legs . She shrugged . To her , nothing was wrong . But when her gaze shifted back to him , she caught his dark eyes , narrowed , and focused . He wasn't looking at her face . He was staring down at her thighs , bare and tempting . She saw the corner of his lips twitching . Maybe it was anger ? Or something else. A slow smirk curved Isla's lips . Something dangerous came to her mind . An idea . Before he could say another word , she shifted quickly . In one daring move , she straddled him . Gabriel stiffened , he was clearly caught off guard . His body tensed beneath her as his eyes widened . He hadn't expected this . Not from her . Her hands slid up , tangling into his dark brown silky hair . She ruffled it gently , her nails brushing his scalp , pulling a low sound from his throat . Her hips moved , grinding against the hard bulge already straining beneath his pants . Her breath was warm against his ear as she whispered , " Let me please you tonight , husband . " 0010 +25 BONUS Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!