Someone Special

Fir's POV

I felt a pang of concern as I noticed the tears on Isabella's cheeks. Despite my burning desire for her, I couldn't ignore the fact that something was clearly bothering her.

"What's the matter?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm and gentle. I had been drawn to her unique personality the moment I talked to her, and I didn't want to do anything to make her uncomfortable. I didn't want to treat her like other women.

As I wiped away her tears, I couldn't help but feel a fierce protectiveness towards her. I don't know about her past , and I didn't want to be the cause of any further pain or discomfort. All I wanted was to comfort her.

"Is everything okay?" I asked again, my heart racing as I searched her face for any signs of discomfort. I leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, hoping to ease her worries and fears.