She had an access card to Decker’s suite in the hotel.
Upon arriving at the hotel, she went straight to Decker’s suite using a secret tunnel reserved only for
VIPs.
She made sure to take the time to take off her coat and fix the collar around her dress before getting
the access card out and swiping it against the sensor panel.
Beep!
With a mechanical ring, the door opened.
She took a deep breath and stepped inside.
She was just about to make for the master bedroom when she spotted a tall and dazzling figure a short
distance from the entrance. The man himself was standing in front of a large French window and
beholding the view of the city.
He was dressed in a silver-colored sleeping robe that gave him a dignified appearance underneath the
dim lights.
A delighted smile surfaced on Isabella's face. She quickly went up to him and hugged him tightly from
behind.
"Mr. Rockwell…" she called out his name in the sultriest voice she could manage. Even she was
surprised by how seductive her voice could be at times.
Decker turned around swiftly. He hooked one of his arms around her waist with one hand and lifted her
chin to face him with the other hand.
She met the gentle and charming gaze in his eyes.
His eyes hovered on her face briefly before slowly nudging down to stare at her exposed cleavage.
Isabella's felt her cheeks reddening slightly. She pressed her body closer against him and made a
show of craning her back to better display her figure.
“I’ve been missing you so much," she whispered softly.
Decker smirked. Whether by intention or not, his arm briefly brushed against Isabella’s chest. “Are you
here just because you missed me?"
Isabella's expression shifted. She put on a darling and vulnerable look. “I do miss you, but I really need
your help as well.”
She threw herself into him and steered Decker’s hand directly on top of her chest.
She said while tweaking her waist side to side, “All I did was mess up Isabel's dress a little by accident,
and now they’re all saying mean things about me. Even the fashion house is threatening to sue me, so
if you don't help me, I’m going to be chased out of the entertainment circle.”
“Are you sure it was just an accident?” As Decker said this, his hand slithered up her body and stopped
on her neck while he traced the outlines of her collarbone with his fingers.
Isabella continued to glue her body to him, dancing like a serpent around him as she spoke sheepishly,
"She humiliated me a few times before this, so I only wanted to teach her a lesson. It’s not like I was
trying to hurt her. Please, Mr. Rockwell, you have to help me. Please…”
She was growing bolder now and stood on her tiptoes to draw her lips closer toward the bulb of the
Adam’s apple on Decker’s neck.
Before she could manage to plant a kiss on his neck, she felt his hand tighten around her neck.
Decker grabbed her firmly by the neck and pushed her away. His eyes, which were once gentle and
charming, were now filled with a vengeful, ominous glare.
Isabella widened her eyes in fright as she asked fretfully, “Was it something I said that upset you?”
Decker narrowed his eyes filled with contempt.
"Who told you to tamper with her dress? You’re trying to sabotage her career, weren’t you? Where did
you even get the courage from?”
His voice was a thunderous roar.
Isabella was baffled. She had never seen Decker so angry with her before!
Decker had helped her so many times in the past. There were a handful of times when they were
together that he directly stated that he liked her more than Isabel!
All she did was cut up Isabel’s dress so that she would embarrass herself on stage!
Wasn’t this what Decker wanted too?
She was puzzled by his reaction. She held his hands that were still firmly wrapped around her neck,
her voice quivering as she whimpered, “I’m sorry, I didn't do it on purpose... It was a mistake. I’ll never
do it again…”
Decker's hate-filled eyes were utterly terrifying, and it seemed like he was going to strangle her to
death right then and there. All her alarms went off, and she quickly begged for mercy.
Decker did not seem like he had any intention of letting her go any time soon. His grip around her neck
only grew stronger to a point where it seemed like he only had to exert a slight bit more strength to
break her neck in half.
Just when Isabella thought that she was going to meet her death here, he freed her at last.
Thump!
She slammed against the floor with all her weight.
She gasped for air and was too afraid to move. She sat on the ground and cowered into a ball, all while
guarding her neck. She turned around and looked at Decker’s intimidating figure with fear in her eyes.
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