IZABELLA
Nowadays, it seemed like having nothing to do all day was a daily occurrence, such a vast difference from my previously hectic life as Ignazio’s assistant.
From running around office buildings to wandering aimlessly around a mansion. To say I felt aimless was an understatement—and I probably looked it too, walking around like that. But it was better than remaining cooped up and idle in my room all day.
I took my time during my strolls to learn the general layout of the mansion. Today, while out by the pool house, I rounded a corner when I realized that this part wasn’t as isolated as the rest of the manor.
No—there were four men, dressed in guard uniforms, hunched over a small table, laughing and jabbing at each other as they took turns flinging cards on a steadily growing p
