His obsession.

POP MY CHERRY DADDY.

Chapter 30.

ISA BELLA’S POV.

I sat on the bed, the back of my palm making every effort to toss the sleep away from my eyes.

Voluntarily I felt the sleep fading away from my eyes the moment I noticed the absence of Ignazio.

My eyes scanned the room and this time, there was no maid waiting around pathetically for me.

Once again, Ignazio had left me after a heartfelt moment together.

My heart was clenching, but I was trying everything possible to not be sad, I mean why should I be sad? This is just sex and that is what it would forever mean to him.

Stepping out of the bed, my eyes caught the beautiful sight of a covered tray on the table. The curious part of me to know what was there on the table was more huge than the huge part of me that wanted me to just dash into the bathroom run a quick shower and return to the bed.

So, curiously, I found myself walking closer to the table, and with each step, my nose took in a pleasant aroma that left me gasping for mo