The CEO and the Coffee Girl

A rich heir and a part-time barista—same world? Not even close. —— Isabella struggles in Christopher's arms. "Let go of me! Two years ago, you were just toying with me. Didn't your friends say I smelled like poverty? What do you want now?" Desire smolders in Christopher's eyes, his voice rough with restraint. "Behave, or I can't promise what I'll do..."