ISABELLA
The view outside the window was one I could get lost in forever.
The landscape was the greenest I had ever seen and looked so cared for, it was almost perfect. It was almost like I wasn't in New York. To get such a land mass in a city like this was something that demanded money.
And the De Santis had it to spare.
I eyed an orange tree that was fruiting, and almost sighed from how beautiful the colors looked as the sunlight bounced on it.
But my little eye feeding ended as a text came on my phone, and I was rushing out of the bedroom and down the stairs to get to the door in record time.
I had no idea where Matteo was, but I was sure, despite whatever was going on between us, that I didn't want to see him or run into him. At least for the next few hours.
I had tossed and tur
