Chapter 20: Crossing Boundaries

After Isabella's discussion with Vincenzo, she found herself increasingly dedicated to the project she and Dominic were working on. They poured their energy and focus into ensuring its success, knowing that it was a critical component of the Romano family's future.

One day, Dominic invited Isabella to his penthouse to discuss some intricate details of their project. When she arrived, he greeted her warmly and escorted her to his living room.

"What would you like to drink?" Dominic asked, his tone casual.

"Just water, please," Isabella replied, taking a seat on the plush sofa.

They discussed the project at length, going over plans, strategies, and contingencies. After they had exhausted all topics related to their work, Isabella grew curious about Dominic's background.

"Dominic, how did you start working with my father?" she asked, genuinely interested.

Dominic smiled, leaning back in his chair.

"It's a long story. I've been with your father for over a decade. We met through a mutual contact when he was expanding his operations. He needed someone with my skill set, and we just clicked. We've been working together ever since."

Isabella nodded, appreciating his candor.

As the conversation shifted to more personal topics, they shared stories and experiences from their pasts. Dominic's charm and easygoing nature made Isabella feel at ease, and the drinks helped loosen the atmosphere.

As they laughed over a shared joke, Dominic suddenly placed his hand on Isabella's thigh. She looked at him, surprised and unsure how to react.

"What's wrong?" she asked, her voice wavering slightly.

Dominic's eyes darkened with desire. "I won't lie, Isabella. I've wanted you ever since I first laid eyes on you."

Isabella felt a mix of emotions: surprise, flattery, and confusion. Before she could respond, Dominic leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. His kiss was firm and demanding, leaving her breathless.

He looked deeply into her eyes, his hands moving to her waist as he lifted her, wrapping her legs around him. "Stop it," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I'm not willing to do that," Dominic replied, his voice husky. He kissed her again, more passionately this time, and carried her to his bedroom. He laid her gently on the bed, her protests becoming weaker.

"Dominic, I'm not interested," she said, trying to sound firm.

"You will be," he whispered, his hands moving to unzip her dress.

Isabella felt a surge of arousal. It had been so long since she felt desired in this way.

She hesitated for a moment, then decided to give in to the temptation of a one-night stand. She could control her feelings later, she told herself.

Dominic lowered himself, his lips finding hers again. After a long, deep kiss, he hiked up her dress, watching her reaction.

Isabella bit her lip to stifle a moan as his face moved lower. When her dress was high enough, he buried his face between her legs, taking a hot lick.

She cried out, gripping the sheets as his tongue worked its magic. Each inhale brought a fiery lash of his tongue, making her shiver with pleasure. Dominic reached for a condom on the side table, putting it on hastily.

"Spread your legs," he commanded, thrusting his hips forward and pushing his cock inside her.

"Ahh," Isabella cried out, her body arching with pleasure.

"You're doing good," Dominic murmured, his voice a mixture of satisfaction and desire.

The night was a whirlwind of passion, their bodies moving together in a rhythm as old as time. Isabella lost herself in the moment, letting go of her inhibitions and giving in to the raw, primal need that consumed them both.

As they lay together afterward, the reality of what had happened began to settle in.

Isabella knew this was a one-time thing, a moment of weakness she couldn't afford to repeat. But for now, she let herself bask in the afterglow, savoring the fleeting escape from the harsh realities of her life.