Mila pulled away, a smug smile playing on her lips as she regarded Isaac with a mixture of amusement and satisfaction. She knew she had him right where she wanted him, under her control, and at her mercy.
Isaac's gaze lingered on Mila, a myriad of emotions swirling in his eyes as he grappled with the implications of their encounter. He knew he should be wary of her, but there was something about her that drew him in—something he couldn't quite put into words.
Isaac was still in a daze when Mila stepped away from him and went to sit down in her previous seat, leaving Isaac lying on top of the table.
The encounter with Mila had left him unsettled, his mind racing with questions and uncertainties. He couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more to her than met the eye, and her abilities had sparked a curiosity within him that he couldn't ignore.
