*Isadora’s POV*
I have been wet since I saw him leaning against his Maserati. f**k, he is the finest man I have ever laid eyes on.
That’s why I was livid when that bītch touched what was mine. He doesn’t know it yet, but he will be mine.
I glanced over to find his leg bouncing up and down like he was nervous or something.
“What are you thinking about, Padrino?” I asked him in a seductive voice. What? Can you blame me for putting all my cards on the table when it came to him? I wanted him in my bed pronto.
“Nothing.” He mumbled, making me laugh wholeheartedly. “I’m beginning to wonder if something is wrong with your head.” He told me as his leg stopped bouncing.
I quickly switched hands to place my left hand on the steering wheel as I placed my right hand on his thigh. “Usually women
