Regret hurting her

Isabella tried to turn around in fear of hisa actions but Nicholas held her shoulders gently stopping her from turning around. He made her stood in the same position she was standing and took hi face closer to her ear. His hot breath fanning on her earlobe.

"I'm not doing anything." he told her coldly but gently.

Isabella stood there tensed not believing him. How can she even believe him when he two times tried to torment her virtue and chastity. Nicholas moved the dress to the side do that the zipper don't scrap against her wound. He gently checked her wound with his slender fingers touching it lightly.

"Oww." Isabella jumped suddenly feeling his touch on the wound.

She turned around and glared at him timidly. "Don't touch it." she spat at him. Her hazel eyes showing him anger.

He simply nodded his head. He strode away from her and entered in her bathroom opening the cabinet about the counter. He took out the first aid kit and went back to her in the room.

"Come." he commanded h