Enrico’s eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening as he spoke, “I’m not trying to scare you, Isabella. I’m trying to make you understand that this isn’t the time to be stubborn. You’ve always been stubborn, one of the things I’ve loved about you, but right now, it’s dangerous. You need to think clearly.”
Isabella scoffed, folding her arms across her chest and turning to face the window. “What I need is for you to tell your driver to stop stalling and take me back to my penthouse. I’m done with this conversation, Enrico. You’re not going to control me anymore.”
Enrico's eyes flashed with frustration, but his voice remained calm, a stark contrast to the tension in the car. “You’re not going back to the penthouse tonight.”
Isabella's head snapped toward him, her eyes filled with disbelief and ang
