He gently took her hands off that were cupping his face.
“You are mistaken Isabel. You don't love me. Maybe I'm just a passing fancy for you.” - he said softly.
Her demeanor changed along with the look in her icy blue eyes.
“Passing fancy ?” - she reiterated, her tone laced with incredulity and hurt.
He opened his mouth but before he could say anything, she turned on her heels and stormed to the elevator. He barely caught her set jaws and determined face before the doors slid closed.
Shite!
He took stairs in panic, ascending two, sometimes three at a time, while keeping track of the floor indicator. And his suspicion proved right when it crossed level sixty.
She was aiming for terrace!
He burst through the door to the terrace, out of breath, and his movements stilled when he found her standing on the railing, facing him.
“After this, sadly I'll be gone but at least, you'll believe that I truly loved you.” - she said, her voice velvety soft.
His heart stopped beating as he watched her feet leave the railing.
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Romance[Updated every MONDAY, WEDNESDAY and SATURDAY] ~ His fingers glided smoothly on the black leather revolving chair. His eyes were blazing with satisfaction as he sank into it and breathed into the air of victory. Just then, the door to the office bur...
