Chapter 188 Not Going to Stoop to His Games

Alexander's threat hung in the air, sharp and cold. Isabella's pupils constricted. She froze, her gaze locking on his throat as he swallowed. Her fingers curled into fists instinctively, panic surging through her. She turned her head away, jaw clenched, deliberately avoiding his eyes. At this point, she knew better than to provoke him further. Alexander let out a low chuckle, his tone thick with an unspoken command. "Come to my place." Isabella was stunned. Her body stiffened, and she did her best to keep her voice steady. "No, take me to the nearest hotel. Otherwise, I'll get out of the car myself." His hand tightened around hers, the warmth of his grip searing her skin, like a brand. The heat made her want to shrink away. "Isabella, I'm getting engaged tomorrow," he said suddenly. There was a trace of hurt in his voice, as if he was waiting for even the smallest reaction from her. If she did, the engagement would be off. But she didn't respond. She didn't even glance at him.