Forty three

ISABELLE'S POV…

Warren?

I gasped in surprise when I found him standing right in front of the door with his hands shoved into his pockets..

“ Warren? What are you doing here?” I asked as the feeling of uneasiness creeped up inside of me.

“ Oh Me? this is my hotel room.” He said a proud smirk and I immediately knew something was wrong..

“ What do you mean, Warren, this is my husband's room.” I said but took a step backward instinctively when he suddenly stepped forward..

“ What? Are you surprised? Tsk! Don't tell me you're so dumb to realize that I've always desired you since forever but of course your stupid husband keeps ruining things for me.” His eyes were clouded with lust and something else..

“ Is this some sort of joke? Come on Warren, this joke isn't funny.” I chuckled Wryly as I moved away quietly and soon met a dead end..

“ Don't worry I'm going to make sure you enjoy every single minute and probably make you forget Kristen..” He licked his lips and of course he looked like