Isabelle left Andrew's place in an incredibly good mood. Sitting in the back seat of the Mercedes, she narrowed her round eyes and giggled to herself. Replaying the treatment session Andrew had just given her, her pretty, round face could not help but flush red.

In all her years, no one had ever touched her like that. Moreover, Andrew had just gone ahead and done it without any warning. The strange thing was, she was not angry about it at all.

Just then, Isabelle's phone rang, interrupting