Isabella's POV
Being broke was a sin.
It should be a sin.
Being locked up within an estate is a sin as well.
I groaned scrolling through my bank account.
Broke as f**k.
At the thought of f**k my mind went back to the moment…the intimacy I had just shared with him.
I bit my lips, my hair was still wet from the shower I took a while ago to clean myself up.
Gulping down air. He had touched me. He had made me feel orgasmic relief.
The kind I haven't had in months if not years.
Not even with Luca.
I imagined the way his hands, warm against my body.
I bit my lips, as I felt the heat crawling up my spine.
No.
I took a deep breath, kicking Alessio and his naughtiness off my mind.
I had a problem. If I needed to be able to survive him.
I needed to stable my heart beat
