Page 17 of Isabelle’s Forbidden Love

“That’s what I was hired for.” Then he tipped his chin up. “So answer my question. Are you gonna leave me in peace after tonight?”

“Not a chance. I can be very annoying too. So don’t even try to make any excuses that you can’t be with me because you don’t want to betray my father. That’s not gonna fly.”

Orlando drew in a long breath and gave her a serious look. “He can’t find out about this. Neither can anybody else.”

“Why not?”

“I have a past, Isabelle. And I have enemies.”

She had expected as much. No man showed up on another man’s doorstep out of nowhere and asked for a job without giving any explanations. She’d always suspected that he was running from something. But wasn’t everybody running from something? Didn’t everybody have enemies?

“Everybody does. My father has enemies, and it hasn’t stopped him from having a wife and a family.”

Orlando shook his head. “If that’s what you’re looking for, I have to disappoint you. I can’t give you what you deserve. It can only be sex.”

She would take that. For now. “I’m good with sex.”

He cast her a doubting look. “And even that is putting you in danger. If my enemies find out about you, they’ll use you to get to me.”

His words implied something she was hoping for. “That would mean that you care about me.”

He averted his gaze. “Damn it, Isabelle. If I really cared about you, I would have never even kissed you. I would have made sure that you didn’t get close to me.”

It was a lie, and they both knew it. But she didn’t call him on it. Not tonight.

“All right. Then it’s just sex. I won’t ask for anything else.”

But tonight, she would make him hungry for more, more of her body, and more of her blood. And maybe one day, she would get him to admit that he cared about her. She’d seen it in the golden shimmer in his eyes, and in the way he’d made love to her. Maybe right now it was only desire and lust. She could live with that. She could be patient, because she felt more than just desire and lust for him. He was worth the wait.

“Now be a good boy,” she said sweetly, “and make love to me again. I seem to remember you promising me that no other man will be able to fuck me, because I have your cock inside me.”

“My cock is still inside you.”

“Then it shouldn’t be too much trouble for you to move a little, unless you want me to take the lead.”

He chuckled unexpectedly. “And what would that look like?”

She hooked one leg over his thighs and rolled them, bringing him underneath her despite his bodyweight. Luckily, a vampire hybrid’s body was as strong as a vampire’s. She straddled him and impaled herself on his cock that had become dislodged during her maneuver.

“Like this,” she said with a smirk.

“I guess I have no say in this, do I?” He gripped her hips and lifted her so only the bulbous head of his cock was still inside her. Then he slammed her back onto him, while he jerked his pelvis upward.

“Oh!” Isabelle let out an involuntary moan. “How long do you have this room for?”

“Long enough.” He grinned, and it was a look she could get used to. “Now, what did you have in mind?”

11

Isabelle had just enough time to take a quick shower at home and get changed. She headed into the kitchen of her parents’ huge Victorian in Nob Hill and opened the refrigerator. She was famished. Orlando had taken a lot of blood from her, and she’d barely slept. According to Orlando, she’d fallen asleep in his arms for about an hour, before he’d woken her so they could leave, and he could get home before sunrise.

Isabelle pulled a bottle of 0-Neg from the shelf, unscrewed the top of the clear glass bottle and gulped down the liquid, when she heard the door open. She shut the fridge door and saw her mother, Delilah, enter, dressed only in a thin robe. She still looked stunning, because the blood-bond with Samson assured that she didn’t age, even though she remained human. When strangers saw them together, they often assumed that they were sisters.

“Hi, sweetheart, I didn’t hear you come back last night,” she said with a smile.

“I was busy with that new case. Did Dad tell you about it?” she deflected, not wanting to share where she’d really been and with whom. Orlando wanted to keep their relationship secret. For now. She was sure that eventually, he’d be okay with everybody knowing that he was dating his boss’s daughter.

“Yes, it’s awful,” Delilah said with a sad look. “I hope we find the killer soon.”