Isabella was exiting Draxton Enterprises when the sound of her name being called made her turn around in surprise. She narrowed her eyes on the man approaching her.
“Anton,” Evgeni’s friend who had driven the man to her parent’s house walked up to her ignoring the security agents who watched the interaction with interest. “What do you want?”
“Evgeni asked me to come talk to you. He would like to see you. His father has banned him from making contact, but he wants to talk. You’re to come with me and I will take you to him. You two will be together again.”
“I have nothing to say to Evgeni,” she shook her head, “or you for the matter so you can leave.”
He reached out and gripped her arm tightly, “my friend wants to talk to you so you’re going to talk to him. He insists. You are coming wit
