Delnard waited patiently for Isabelle to catch up to him in the living room. He deliberately stood, facing the window so that he would not make her feel even more embarrassed about what had happened a while ago.
He sipped his whiskey and gritted his teeth. He wished the situation they were both in were different. He did not care about Iago Castillo or the reason why Isabelle was running away from her family. All he wanted to do was spend all his days and nights with that woman!
Delnard just wanted to know her; soak every inch of her soul in and finally make her realize that they were meant to be together and that that night in Granada was not a coincidence nor a mistake. If only he could just spirit both of them away from all these things.
But he could not abandon Jonathon and the promi
