Husband With Benefits
Chapter 311: The Maid Of Honour

Chapter 311: The Maid Of Honour

’A construction shop had taken up residence in her head’ was the first thought that came to her mind when she finally started to wake up. Opening her eyes, she squinted against the harsh sunlight and tried to move, only to realise that she could not move.

Panic set in and her eyes snapped open. Turning her head away from the sunlight, Isabella looked down at her body and widened her eyes. She was tied up in a snug blanket, wrapped tighter than a caterpillar in a cocoon.

Where was she and why was she wrapped up like this? Isabella attempted to piece together the events of the previous night, even as her head threatened to burst and tried to reassure herself that she had been with Nora so she must be safe. Maybe she was in Nora’s house... though she remembered insisting that she could go back and find her way herself. Had she really been abandoned by her best girl?

Summoning her courage, she tried to wriggle free of the blanket and called out, " Hello? Is anyone around? The room however remained silent, worrying her even more."

Just as she was about to scream her lungs out, a familiar face walked into her room with a brisk knock.

"Ahh. Sleeping beauty is finally awake."

Her eyes widened as a familiar face walked in. Ian Frost.

"Where am I? Is this Nora’s house?"

Ian walked in and casually walked in, slowly pulling at the edge of the tight blanket, watching as she wriggled to get out. Since she was now sober, he did not have to restrain himself.

Soon, the blanket slipped down and he momentarily appreciated her breas*s jiggle as she tried to get her hands out.

"What the heck? Why did you tie me up?"

"What tie you up? I tucked your drunk a** safely in a blanket."

"You wrapped me up like a burrito." Isabella snapped back before finally sitting up and wincing as the headache that she had momentarily forgotten appeared with even more intensity.

"Ah, a friendly headache? Serves you right Miss Ruffalo for drinking so much yesterday. There... I’ve kept the hangover medicine on the bed."

Isabella shot him a gratified look before quickly swallowing the medicine with a glass of water, while giving Ian a better view of her skirt-clad but*.

Ian cleared his throat," Uhh, you can come out when you are ready to move. Anything you might need is in the I have breakfast ready."

Isabella turned her head to look at Ian and nodded, while the man swiftly closed the door behind him. Finally, when she was alone again, she sat back and looked around. So, she was in Ian Frost’s home. The Frost Playboy. Interesting. This must be the guest bedroom. It was quite nice...

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As she stepped out of the room, she could not help but grimace at the clothing that she had been forced to wear. The man even had disposable underwear for his night guests. Looking around, she followed her nose to the kitchen which was around the corner and watched the man flipping bacon while the table had been set with mouthwatering food.

Ahh! A Pro. A man who knew how to make a hearty breakfast after a night of working out. With a grimace, she walked in and complained immediately," I’m very disappointed you know."

Ian looked up at her and felt his breath catch. The girl looked like a fresh little flower ready to be plucked in the dress that he had left her.

"Disappointed? Why? Did you need something?" Ian asked her, carefully turning his gaze back to the bacon and not the pluckable flower.

"Well, I spend the night in the most famous playboy’s house and instead of waking up without clothes, I wake up with more clothes."

Ian paused and whipped his head around to see her pop a piece of toast in her mouth as she winked at him.

Carefully, Ian plated the bacon and carried it to the table while Isabella grinned and mentally patted herself. She had successfully flirted and made the famous playboy shy. What she had not expected was that she’d celebrated her victory too soon.

The man casually came to her side and placed the plate of crispy fried bacon on the table before casually placing his hand on her waist," Well, beautiful Bella, I would have definitely loved to get you out of those clothes, but you were too drunk. However, it’s not too late now and you are also sober... the day is young..."

Isabella tried to step back away from the man as she stared at him with wide eyes but she stumbled into the chair, putting her at more disadvantage as she stared up at him. She watched as his mouth kicked up and he leaned even closer and whispered," You’re too inexperienced in this game, beauty."

His proximity and the low whisper in her ear sent a shiver down her spine. With wide eyes, she managed a nervous smile but quickly averted her gaze toward the enticing spread of breakfast.

Quickly she started to eat as he stepped back and sat opposite her with a smile. Occasionally, she stole glances at him only to find him staring at her each time. Nervous, her appetite almost disappeared and she slowly only pushed the food around in her plate."

"If the food is not to your liking, I can arrange something that you would like better. The bedroom is not far..."

Shaking her head, she quickly mumbled something about the food tasting good before stuffing it into her mouth.

"Well, thank you for the breakfast. It was delicious. And thank you for... last night. I’ll get out of you hair and grab a cab home."

Ian playfully smirked at her as he leaned back, his gaze fixed on her," Who said you can leave? You are in my house, beauty. You enter with your choice but you leave with mine."

Isabella stared at the man with eyes so wide, they threatened to fall out of her head, causing Ian to laugh as he stood up," Relax. I’ll drop you home. You won’t find a cab here."

"Its okay. I can manage."she squeaked out but the man was already standing and grabbing the car keys.

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