Chapter 5

Isabella’s POV

Time slowed to a halt as his words played over and over again. My mind was a jumbled mess as I tried to recall where I’d met this man. Of course, I’d met him, or else, how could he have known that which was personal to me, almost secret even? No one knew; they couldn’t.

Sometimes, I even forgot until it was time to face it again, and it was always in the dead of the night, away from the prying eyes of nosy busybodies. I was only accessible to those who had something to hide like me, a secret they would rather carry to their grave than let slip out, except my patrons weren’t exactly like me.

They were ruthless, heartless, blood-sucking beasts who only came there to spend their ill-gotten wealth and wave it in the faces of struggling girls just for the fun of it…

Wait.

My surprise must have cut through my confusion and exhaustion, hence the wide grin he was now sporting. A sudden wave of unease seeped into my bones through the metal