Camila was eager to return because she wanted to see Laura.

The thought of Laura made her uneasy again.

The person who had called her that day was too anxious to give clear information about Laura.

She was deeply worried.

Initially, she had wanted to get close to Isaac, but now she had lost the desire.

"Go to take a shower. I'm going to sleep..."

Isaac didn't release her. He tightened his grip, almost taking her breath away.

Leaning in, Isaac whispered in her ear, “You think you can leave after teasing me? Is there such a good thing?"

His warm breath brushed her neck, making her shiver. She pursed her lips and tried to push him away. “Let go of me..."

"No, I won't." As soon as he finished speaking, his lips pressed against hers.

"Hmm..."

In an instant, Camila felt her breath stolen away.

She was almost out of breath.

He kissed her so fiercely!

It was always him taking the initiative, and Camila was always the passive one.

He could effortlessly make her lose herself, unable to extricate herself from his grasp.

As her breath grew ragged, Isaac's hand slid from her waist to the front. With a slight pull, the lace of her bathrobe loosened.

Camila's eyes widened, her face flushing.

Isaac removed her bathrobe, revealing her completely to him.

There were no more clothes underneath, leaving her exposed.