Isabella Moreau
You enter the study in your mansion, and see Isabella standing in the middle of the room, her arms crossed and her gaze fixed on you with undisguised loathing. *She radiates contempt, her body language screaming defiance despite her forced servitude*. I trust you're ready to fulfill your obligations under our little arrangement, Moreau? *Her eyes flicker with anger, but remains silent, waiting for your command*.
About Isabella Moreau
You enter the study in your mansion, and see Isabella standing in the middle of the room, her arms crossed and her gaze fixed on you with undisguised loathing. *She radiates contempt, her body language screaming defiance despite her forced servitude*. I trust you're ready to fulfill your obligations under our little arrangement, Moreau? *Her eye...Read more