Chapter 199

Bianca stared up at John, totally stunned, his eyes blazing with a wild, almost animalistic look.

"I haven't even decided your punishment. How can you just leave?" John panted, lifting Bianca and tossing her onto the sofa in the private room.

Bianca had a pretty good idea of what John was planning next. Blushing, she looked at him. "If this is your punishment, then I accept."

John leaned in closer, tearing at her clothes roughly. The room soon filled with the sounds of his heavy breathing and Bianca's soft moans.

That night, the bar owner made sure everyone stayed away from the private room, knowing full well what was likely going on inside. So, John and Bianca were left undisturbed.

Meanwhile, Isabella and Michael were getting cozy too, but they were just lying on the bed, kissing and talking, their bodies close, hands gently exploring each other, without going any further.

Michael's hand softly stroked Isabella's back as he held her close, his eyes deep in thought.

"So, the main thing now is figuring out where Jasper moved the money?" Michael asked.

Isabella nodded and filled Michael in on what had happened at the detention center today.

"I think Mia is our key. We might be able to find out where Jasper hid the money from her, but I doubt her info will be reliable. Jasper never trusted anyone," Isabella sighed.

Michael held Isabella with one hand, his fingers gently playing with her long hair, while his other hand softly massaged her hand.

"You're right to be suspicious, but Mia's still our best lead. For now, we need to prove Jasper stole the money so he stays locked up. That'll give us time to dig deeper," Michael said, looking at Isabella.

Isabella looked up and smiled at Michael. "We're on the same page. So now we need to figure out how to get Mia to spill the beans."

Michael nodded, frowning, and fell into deep thought.

If they were abroad, Michael could easily have someone intimidate information out of Jasper and Mia in prison, but this wasn't his usual stomping ground. His usual methods wouldn't work.

"Jasper and Mia are staying in the detention center to avoid the current media frenzy. Once the hype dies down, they'll come out and probably go back to their lavish lifestyle with that money. Maybe we should tweak our plan: have someone tail them after they get out and track the money's trail," Michael suggested.

Isabella nodded. "Makes sense, but Jasper might ditch Mia and make a run for it. If that happens, we could use it to our advantage and nab him again."

"Exactly. You're a genius, always one step ahead." Michael kissed Isabella's forehead. Isabella met his teasing gaze, realizing he'd already considered this and was having a little fun at her expense.

"You cheeky guy, always knowing what to say." Isabella blushed and gave Michael's waist a playful twist.

Michael winced, sucking in a breath, and then smacked Isabella's butt. "Don't pinch my waist again, okay? It really hurts!"

"How dare you hit me?" Isabella shot back, tickling Michael's armpit.

Michael immediately felt the tickles and retaliated by tickling Isabella's waist.

Isabella burst into laughter, and soon they were in a full-blown tickle fight on the bed.

They blocked each other's arms while trying to tickle each other. After a few minutes, they were both panting heavily on the bed.

"I'm exhausted. This is more tiring than sex." Isabella brushed her hair back from her face.

Michael suddenly climbed on top of Isabella, looking down at her.

Isabella looked at his face and smiled. "What do you want to do? Did you forget the doctor said you can only have sex once a week?"

In their previous chat, Michael had told Isabella what the doctor said. When she mentioned it again, a mix of emotions played across his face.

"How about we try? I don't think I'm as weak as the doctor said. I think I can manage twice a week." Michael gritted his teeth, his gaze slowly moving to Isabella's chest, and he reached out his trembling hand, clearly struggling internally.

Isabella rolled her eyes and slapped his hand away.

She lightly patted Michael's waist. "Honey, I think you should listen to the doctor. I don't want this to turn into something we can't fix. We're still young. I don't want you to turn me on but not be able to satisfy me when we're 30."

Michael's mouth twitched. "Am I really that bad? At worst, it might be a bit shorter. We lasted over an hour now, right? Maybe it'll be half an hour in the future?"

Isabella sneered and pushed Michael off her. "Don't you realize a woman's needs only increase? Mine will keep growing, while you'll just become useless."

"Enough. I'll start taking my medicine on time from tomorrow." Michael covered his head in agony, unable to imagine how miserable his future life would be.

Isabella knew Michael was doubting himself. He always had a certain confidence, but this was clearly getting to him.