Chapter 43. 

Ignazio’s Pov.   My  grip tightened against the glass cup that contained a content of white Zinfandel, My cock made a gentle twitch as I watched the ever-hypnotizing sight of Isabella who was now emerging from the calm, crystal-clear water, her skin glistening with tiny droplets of water. Her long, hair flowed down her back like a golden waterfall, with a few strands clinging to her face and shoulders.  She stood tall, her hour glass figure radiating confidence and grace. The swim dress that I had proudly picked out for her, hugged her curves in all the right places, adorning her with an ethereal glow.  As she stepped onto the sandy beach, her feet sank slightly into the warm, soft grains. Her toes curl slightly, as if savoring the tactile sensation. Her legs, toned and smooth, shine with a subtle sheen from the water.  Her arms, were relaxed and slightly raised, allowing all the water to drip down her skin, creating a mesmerizing pattern of rivulets and droplets. Her hands, delica