I S A B E L L A
After saying goodbye to my parents, I remain standing beside Angelo, the quiet tension between us simmering in the air now that we're alone again. My mind drifts back to the meeting, replaying how Angelo had so confidently addressed my parents, taking control of the room with the same authority I've seen him wield in the family business. He was respectful yet firm, commanding without arrogance... And I can't deny it…seeing him like that, powerful and composed, has made the attraction I've been trying to suppress grow even stronger…
I shift uncomfortably, trying to hide how flustered I feel. Every time I catch his gaze, it's like his eyes are drawing me in, leaving me breathless. His cool grey eyes seem to search mine now, reading every emotion I'm trying so hard to concea
