Husband With Benefits
Chapter 324: Troublesome

Chapter 324: Troublesome

"Ian Frost! You are a pain to track down!" Isabella stormed into Ian’s office, followed by Ian’s apologetic looking secretary behind her.

As the thumped her purse onto his desk, the secretary tried to apologize," I apologize, sir. I tried to stop the lady but she just..."

Ian waved a hand at the secretary," Its alright. You don’t need to add her to the list."

"The list? What is that?"

Isabella asked as she sat down and stared at him.

Ignoring her question, he leaned down, pulling out a bottle of wine from the small refrigerator beside his desk.

"Would you care for a glass of wine, Isabella?" Ian’s tone was calm, almost as if he’d been expecting her arrival.

Isabella hesitated. Did he have to be so nonchalant about everything? Without waiting for a response, he poured the red liquid in a glass and offered it to her before pouring another drink for himself.

As she took a sip, Ian observed her over the rim of his own glass. The corners of his lips curled into a subtle smile as he observed her. She looked pretty even with that little fretful frown in the middle of her forehead.

"So, Miss Isabella Ruffalo, you were looking for me and now you’ve found me..."

Isabella snorted at that," I’ll tell you when you tell me what this list is."

Ian chuckled, taking another sip of his wine before finally setting the glass down. "The list, my dear Isabella, is simply a compilation of pretty women who managed to find their way to my office uninvited. And were then banned from being allowed into the Frost building. You’d almost earned a spot on that list just now."

"Got a lot of angry women coming for you? Anyway, I came here to tell you that you are not so great in bed."

Ian’s amused expression faltered, and he coughed, nearly choking on his wine. He blinked at Isabella, a mixture of surprise and disbelief evident in his eyes. It took a moment for him to compose himself. But she did not give him that before dropping another bomb.

"You couldn’t even give me the Big O."

Thankfully, he had not taken another sip of the wine or he would have definitely choked to death.

He set his wine glass down with more force than intended and a faint blush colored his cheeks.

"Well, that’s a rather personal observation," Ian stammered, attempting to recover his composure. " But here’s the thing, Isabella, we’ve never been together in bed, so I’m afraid I don’t know how you reviewed my... um performance."

"Nora." Isabella muttered out.

Ian looked at Isabella in disbelief and said horrified," I can assure you I’ve never even thought of doing something like that with Nora. I don’t know how she is giving out such false information!"

"No. No! This is what happened..."

On a rushed breath, Isabella quickly explained what had happened about Nora’s suspicion, her idea to deflect the suspicion and eventually having to blurt out that it was disappointing sleeping with him and she couldn’t remember it because she’d been drunk.

As she watched his serious expression, Isabella tried to defend herself," I’m sorry, alright. I couldn’t think of anything else. I did tell her that it could have been good but I don’t remember because I was too drunk. Are you too angry?"

Ian’s serious expression slowly transformed, and he stood up, walking around the table. For the second time in her life within a week, Isabella felt herself caged between Hot Ian and a chair as she blinked up at him, "Bella, how about I help you so that you won’t have to lie next time?"

"H..how?" Isabella blinked at him.

"You can see if I can bring the big O for you."

Isabella flushed and pointed a finger at him as she stuttered," You... you..."

Before she could say more, the phone on Ian’s desk rang, interrupting the moment.

Straightening with a sigh, Ian tapped the speaker button on the phone and soon the secretary’s voice sounded," Mr. Ian. Mrs. Nora Frost is here. She’s asked to see you."

Isabella jerked at that, grabbed her purse and quickly looked around for a place to hide while the secretary continued," Should I send her in or ask her to wait when she comes up?"

Ian looked on as Isabella finally realized that his entire office was transparent and had almost no place to hide. Panicking, Isabella mimed asking him where the washroom was to which he shook his head, letting her know that he did not have a washroom in his suite.

"Send her in. Don’t tell her that I have a visitor."

"But Sir..."

As he pressed the button to close the call, Ian watched in amazement when she really did find a place to hide... and crawled under his desk.

Dam* she looked hot. All those po*n movies with a submissive secretary that he had watched suddenly emerged in his head, making him curse.

Quickly putting away their glasses, Ian went to his chair and took his seat

Isabella blinked at the view in front of her and blinked. Uh oh... She did not think she’d needed that view. As he pushed his chair inside, she felt his knees almost cage her shoulders and winced. Slowly, she tried to move away only to be blocked by the desk. Dam* it! She was having some really bad ideas these days.

Closing her eyes, she tried to concentrate and told herself to stay calm. There was no need to get flustered. Soon, she heard Nora walk into the room and breathed slowly. She’ll go soon. Nora must have dropped by to confirm her story. Thankfully she had come straight here when Nora left her or else she would have been exposed.

"Nora, what brings you to my office today? Did you get lost? You need a map to Demetri’s office."

However, Nora simple narrowed her eyes, and announced, "Isabella is pregnant!"

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