Darcy, who was watching their interaction from a close distance, balled her fists in dismay.
"Do you understand now, Darcy? You're no match for Zoey. Why don't you just submit to me?" Isaac, who had been silently watching the whole time, finally spoke.
However, his words merely added fuel to Darcy's fire. "Shut up," she growled.
Shrugging his shoulders, Isaac replied, "Oh Honey, I'm afraid I'm the only one who can shut my own mouth."
Darcy glared at him angrily but happened to meet his sharp gaze. Although she was scared, she still retorted stubbornly, "Do as you wish then."
"It seems that Leo has taken Zoey to a private island. If you please me tonight, I might bring you there as well." Taking a step forward, Isaac stood close to Darcy and suggested in a deep magnetic voice.
