Chapter 49.

 IGNAZIO’S POV.   We arrived at the fountain and Isabella was the first to jump down. I had insisted on switching positions because she was oblivious to the location.   She pulled her helmet and her eyes immediately locked around the beautiful place.   A gentle giggle escaped her lips as she moved in circular form, giggling and laughing at the beauty of the place.   “This is beautiful,” she exclaimed joyously, and a gentle smile secured the bream of my lips. One I didn't know I had till she turned to me.   The smile on her face reduced gently.   “I don't even know which looks hotter. The stern you, or the smiling you.”  My stomach churned at her compliment and I took a step closer, grabbing her palms into mine.   “I will be any for you, Isa.”   She batted her lashes softly and smiled.   “This place is beautiful. How, how did you find it?” she started trying to ignore my gaze, but I reached for her chin and made her look at me.   “You do not have any right to look away, Princ