Chapter 19. 

IGNAZIO’S POV.  I stood still staring angrily at the fear-filled Isa. Her body stilled at the sight of me and I watched as she tried to swallow the fear that was building up in her eyes.  Whatever scared her, I know not of, but my expression was dangerous, and it was enough to have the entire bar in a grave mood.  My hand had tightened into a fist and it was taking me all of my self-control not to throw a punch at Natio.  I took a step forward. A very powerful one that got the entire bar freezing from the aura I exuded.  My eyes were fixed on Isa and heck, all the anger from a while ago had reduced drastically. She looked so freaking beautiful in this black dress, all I freaking desire right now was to have her legs wide spread while I bury my face in between her fresh thighs and fist on her neat and delicious pussy. The girl is freqking beautiful. Endowed! She drives me crazy in a way no one ever has.  I got in front of her, and her cologne almost swept me off my feet, but I was