After spending a long time in the bathroom and cleaning herself, Isabella returned to the master bedroom wearing only a pink bathrobe and letting her hair, still slightly wet, hang loose. She found Hunter sitting relaxed on the sofa, his legs stretched out, resting on the table where a small white paper bag was placed.
She swallowed, looking at his sexy body, which was only covered by a towel around his waist and had been intertwined with hers just a few minutes ago.
"Don't act like a naive girl who just sold herself," Hunter said with a blank expression, then took the small paper bag and moved closer to Isabella. "What happened wasn't wrong... There's nothing you need to regret or be afraid of... Just forget it, and we'll never do it again," he continued.
Isabella remained silent, swallowing her saliva, unable to speak due to her shock because Hunter made that decision as if he regretted having sex with her, or maybe he was too disappointed with her behavior.
