Chapter 17

Vincent’s eyes narrowed his mind consumed by a nagging sense of unease. “What the fuck is wrong with me?” he muttered to himself, his voice low and perplexed. “What the fuck do I hurt whenever I see her eyes, those fucking tears… why it’s makes me weak?” He couldn’t understand why Isabella’s tears affected him like this. He was man who had never been swayed by emotions. But there was something in her that made him feel…