Capítulo 231: Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty One

He stopped right in front of her, his gaze meeting hers. Isabella suddenly realized that she had been staring at him the entire time he’d made his way down the stairs. She was sure he had watched her examine him. Unable to tear herself away from him, she inhaled his purely masculine scent.

He handed her a stack of clothes, his hand accidentally touching hers as he did so, creating a spark of electricity in her.

“There is a bathroom at the end of the hall. Fresh towels are in the linen closet,” he said, his voice soft and gentle.

“Thank you.” Isabella felt her voice tremble, probably making her sound like a star-struck teenager.

As she walked down the hall to find the bathroom, she heard the men whisper, but couldn’t make out what they were saying. She glanced back before she entered the bathroom and found Samson looking at her. Those dark eyes of his had followed her every move.

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