Dante
After a heavy breakfast prepared by the yacht's chef, I leave Isabella to go sunbathe as she had requested, but after making her show herself to me in her bathing suit. Last time she pissed me off and I don't think she would dare to disobey me. I would have loved to be with her on the deck and fuck her once more but I have a lot to do.
My life is not my own. Too much depends on me.
I still haven't got over what we had this morning. My girl. She's so brave and she handled it very well. She offered herself to me without hesitation because she wants me as much as I do.
I sit in my small office reckoning the days we have been together. It has been only three months but it feels like forever. It feels like I have known Isabella all my life.