Chapter 64: Chapter 64: The Sinclair Snare

Isabella lunged across the desk her manicured hand snapping forward to snatch the documents away from him.

Alexander anticipated the move perfectly.

With a fluid effortless tilt of his torso he pulled the papers out of her reach his eyes darting down to the lower half of the next page.

"Wow" murmured Alexander a cold smile touching his lips "You represent the Sinclair family too. Damn... then it looks like you can’t be my woman after all."

Isabella froze in place her hand still extended across the polished wood.

Her eyes widened in utter confusion "What the hell are you talking about?" asked Isabella her voice losing its icy composure "What could you possibly have to do with the Sinclairs Alexander?"

Alexander casually tossed the folder back onto her desk "Yesterday their beloved daughter had a little car accident" stated Alexander "She slammed her white Porsche directly into a wall and then the vehicle exploded."

Isabella pulled herself back into her chair her brows knitting together as she processed the information "Yes I heard something about an accident" muttered Isabella crossing her arms defensively "But according to the official reports it was nothing severe just a mechanical failure with the brakes or something similar. Why do you care?"

"The idiot who dragged her out of that burning wreck was me" said Alexander leaning forward "And that was after she nearly killed several innocent people because she was street racing."

Isabella stared at him her professional facade completely slipping away "Wait... an explosion?" whispered Isabella her voice dropping "You extracted her?"

"Yeah. I got banged up a little bit nothing too crazy" replied Alexander gesturing casually to his shoulder "But because of that now I have a massive legal issue with them."

Isabella’s eyes sharpened with instant recognition "The non-disclosure agreement" murmured Isabella "Right?"

Alexander raised an eyebrow genuinely surprised "How do you know about that?"

"It’s a classic Sinclair move" stated Isabella a bitter resentful sigh escaping her lips "Whenever they want something from someone they dangle a bait. The moment you bite it getting out of their grip becomes entirely impossible. They won’t release you until they have thoroughly drained whatever value they want from you. The only reason I still work with them is because they have me completely trapped. That bastard Arthur is an incredibly ruthless strategist."

"Well that’s exactly why I didn’t show up to class yesterday" said Alexander shrugging his shoulders.

Isabella nodded slowly but then her expression shifted a sudden intensity burning in her gaze "Wait... what does any of that have to do with why you said I can’t be your woman?" asked Isabella.

Alexander blinked momentarily caught off guard.

He stared at her a wave of genuine confusion washing over him.

It had been nothing more than a casual teasing joke but she had taken the statement entirely seriously.

Isabella’s face instantly flushed a brilliant shade of crimson as she realized how her question had sounded "I mean—no! That is absolutely not what I meant to say!" shouted Isabella her hands cutting through the air as she panicked "You know exactly what I meant! Ugh!"

She let out a sharp cry of pure unadulterated frustration burying her face in her hands.

Alexander didn’t say a word.

A low deep chuckle escaped his chest as he stood up from the armchair.

He stepped around the massive executive desk completely ignoring her protests.

With one smooth sweeping motion he cleared the remaining legal documents off the polished mahogany sending them sliding across the wood.

Before Isabella could even process what was happening Alexander gripped her waist lifting her effortlessly out of her plush executive chair and setting her directly onto the edge of the desk.

He caught her thighs parting her legs wide as he stepped deep into the space between them.

He reached up his large warm hands firmly cupping her face forcing her sharp eyes to look directly into his "I had absolutely no idea you were so incredibly desperate to be my woman" whispered Alexander his voice a low seductive rumble that left her completely breathless.

"I didn’t mean it like that you idiot..." muttered Isabella her gaze darting away as she desperately tried to hide the deep crimson flush that completely engulfed her face.

Alexander didn’t answer.

He simply leaned down and pressed his lips firmly against hers.

Isabella kept her mouth tightly shut refusing to give in.

Alexander pulled back just an inch a playful smirk dancing on his lips "So we kiss but because we kiss you don’t actually kiss and if you don’t kiss I should just walk away?" asked Alexander teasing her with a low rumble.

"Shut up you fool" snapped Isabella her breathing turning shallow as his hands tightened on her thighs "It’s not that I don’t want you here it’s just..."

"Wow you confessed way too fast" stated Alexander.

Isabella lifted her chin her sharp eyes suddenly flashing with a defiant raw honesty "And what if I did?" asked Isabella her voice dropping into a sultry completely mature tone "I am an adult woman and you are an adult man. What the hell is wrong with me wanting you to fuck me?"

"Wow Professor..." murmured Alexander his eyes darkening with amusement "It would be an absolute scandal if anyone out there found out that you enjoy getting fucked by your own students."

Isabella let out a breathless mocking laugh gesturing to their current position "You say that while you have me pinned like this on top of my own executive desk" stated Isabella.

"Heh yeah" replied Alexander stepping even closer into her space "And I am thoroughly enjoying every single second of it. I can tell you’re completely used to being kept with your legs wide open you aren’t even complaining."

Isabella’s expression softened into a strange bitter mixture of desire and vulnerability "I would honestly love to tell you that’s true and that I get fucked like a bitch in heat every single day" whispered Isabella her fingers gently locking behind his neck "But the truth is I haven’t had a dick inside me in years Alexander. My poor little pussy practically has cobwebs growing on it at this point."