Chapter 950 I Want to Prove My Ability
"Hey, I'm just trying to be nice, alright?" Leon said, frowning at Isabella's attitude.
"Yeah, thanks for your kindness," Isabella replied, turning away with a scowl.
"I can't believe how unreasonable you are! You lied to me, I let it slide. You talk trash about me behind my back, and now I'm trying to find you an apartment with an elevator, and this is how you act? How am I supposed to treat you?" Leon vented his frustration.
Isabella, with her quick temper, couldn't be bothered to explain.
Next thing, she stepped forward and shoved Leon, shouting, "So what if I'm ungrateful?"
"You're impossible!" Leon snapped.
Tears welled up in Isabella's eyes. "How am I impossible? What kind of boyfriend are you? You just do all chores and never sit down to chat with me for more than five minutes. I want a man who loves and cares for me, not a housekeeper. I pretended my leg injury wasn't healed just to get you to be closer to me, to carry me up and down the stairs. Even if my leg was healed, is that too much to ask? Why are you being so petty?"
Leon frowned, staring at her with questioning eyes.
After venting, Isabella noticed Leon's strange expression and felt a bit guilty. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"No wonder you were hinting for me to get a check-up tonight. Are you suspecting I'm impotent?" Leon's eyes were both deep and sharp.
Isabella blushed under his gaze and quickly denied it. "No, I was just worried about your health and wanted you to get a check-up. Don't overthink it..."
Before she could finish, Leon stepped forward and grabbed her shoulders, startling her.
"What are you doing?" Isabella felt Leon's gaze was terrifying.
"You think I haven't had sex with you because I'm impotent, don't you?" Leon's eyes narrowed dangerously.
"I..." Realizing she couldn't hide it anymore, Isabella admitted. "Actually, this kind of problem is quite common nowadays. Men face a lot of stress from life and work. Besides, men's abilities in sex do decline after thirty."
She intended to comfort him, but her words only fueled his rage.
"You're an unmarried woman, even though you're a bit older, how do you know so much about men?" Leon's grip on her shoulders tightened, causing her pain.
"I read it in books," Isabella said, blushing.
She was telling the truth. She had been troubled by this issue for days, so she looked up a lot of information online and in books.
Leon stared at her for about ten seconds.
Finally, he let go of her, then took off his suit jacket, pulled off his tie, and started unbuttoning his shirt.
Seeing Leon's actions, Isabella's heart nearly leaped out of her chest. She took a step back but was already at the edge of the bed. She stared at Leon, her voice trembling, "What are you doing?"
Leon's eyes were cold, and his voice carried a hint of anger. "I want you to verify if I'm impotent."
Isabella's legs went weak, and she turned to run.
But in the next moment, Leon's tall figure pounced on her, pinning her down on the soft bed.
"Leon, what are you doing? Don't be reckless!" Isabella pushed against Leon's shoulders in a panic.
Leon grabbed her wrists, pinning them on either side of her head. He looked down at her and said, "Weren't you complaining that I was neglecting you? Why are you scared now?"
"When did I complain that you were neglecting me?" Isabella's voice was small, and her face was flushed.
It seemed her earlier words had really ticked him off. Judging by his demeanor, he seemed pretty sure of his sexual capabilities. Had she misjudged the situation?
His gaze now seemed as if he wanted to devour her whole, making Isabella tremble all over.
"I clearly heard you talking to Susan on the phone, telling me to get a check-up. I love you, and I've been holding back my urges, but you suspect I'm impotent. Isabella, are you seriously?" Leon's anger was almost making his hair stand on end.
Isabella was stunned.
He hadn't been close to her for so long because he was afraid of hurting her. At this moment, Isabella's heart felt warm. Although he was angry, she found his anger endearing.
Leon stared at Isabella, who hadn't spoken for a long time. Then he lowered his head and kissed her hard.
Isabella felt a sharp pain on her lips and couldn't help but cry out, but the sound was quickly swallowed.
His kiss was aggressive and punishing, so wild that Isabella could hardly bear it.
As his kiss deepened, Isabella's body became stiff, and her shoulders trembled.
'Isn't this what I always wanted? Don't I want his passion and all of him? Why am I chickening out now?' Isabella couldn't help but curse herself for being so spineless.
Leon, who had been on the offensive, seemed to sense Isabella's change. He quickly stopped all his actions and looked down at her with a playful gaze.
Seeing the teasing in his eyes, Isabella, blushing and panting, couldn't help but ask, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"So, you're actually a coward?" Leon smiled contemptuously.
"Who says I'm a coward? There's no one I'm afraid of," Isabella stubbornly replied, though only she knew her legs were shaking so much they were about to cramp.
"Really?" Leon reached out to stroke Isabella's short hair, his fingers accidentally brushing against the skin of her neck, making his heart race.
The atmosphere was quite passionate and tense. Although they had had sex once, she had no memory of it.
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