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ISABELLA POV

I was horror-struck. I had never felt as fearful as I felt at that very moment. While Edward’s voice rang at the door, my mind went back to that very moment in the kitchen, when Alexander was seducing me with his very being. He had seemed so sure that I wanted him, so sure that I even started to doubt myself. I was taken with him, so much so that his wanting me put me on edge.

I ran back to my bedroom, shutting the door hastily behind me and rushing to the special drawer that I locked, the drawer that Edward had never paid attention to because I told him I kept my things there, the drawer that held the power to my orgasm.

“Yes!” I nearly shouted as I held up the sex toy.

I had shopped it at the early stage of my marriage. Edward was bad in bed, so very bad that I ended up getting frustrated and tortured every time he put me through the activity. It felt like a chore too, lying down there and letting him thrust in and out. This toy had been my saving grace; it’d bring me t