However, he didn't plan to stop there. He moved with one of his hands and gradually slipped it under her dress. He rubbed her waist back and forth, feeling the bare skin with his hand. Camila's eyes went wide when she felt his touch. "We're at the company. What if someone walks in?"

Isaac grunted into her mouth, picked her up and walked with her to the sofa. "No one will come in here without my permission."

Camila had to get out of this. Frantically, she searched her brain and suddenly raised her voice. "My father just passed away! I can't.

Isaac froze, the fire in his eyes dying down a little.

Camila took advantage of this moment to break free from his arms and run out.