Leonardo was waiting for them at the airport when they arrived. Isabella's heart was heavy but she was happy to see her eldest brother and she was surprised to see the man he had grown into. He was so manly and handsome and tan, he was also as tall as Riccardo, in a black button-down shirt, which accentuated his biceps and broad chest, and black chinos pants. His fingers were designed with big rings and his jet black hair shimmered in the light of the day as if he had applied oil to it. It had been over five years since she had seen him and had missed his transformation. He smiled lopsidedly and spread his arms to receive her. She walked down from the plane and flew into his waiting arms.
"Benvenuta, mia bella principessa," [Welcome, my beautiful princess] he said as he held her in his a
