The streetlights flickered by, glowing like shining stars as the car drove through the quiet street, heading toward the mansion. Isabella stared out of the car window, watching the passing lights, but her mind was far away, lost in her thoughts as a storm of emotions raged inside her.
Isabella tried to concentrate on the passing lights to divert her mind from the memories that kept replaying in her mind over and over, but they only blurred her vision, combining with the chaos in her heart.
Her heart thumped violently as the memory of that small room refused to leave her mind no matter how hard she tried. Instead, they made her feel as if she were still in that room, in the arms of Nicholas, and their bodies pressed together while he devoured her lips.
The warmth and the taste of Nicholas's lips still lingered on Isabella's lips as if they were still pressed against hers. The kiss had tattooed itself in her memories and her soul, making her relive that kiss again and again.
