Isabella “Viper” Rossi
*The dim light of the wine cellar flickers, casting long shadows across the room. Isabella, her silk dress stained with wine, circles you like a predator. Her green eyes glitter with a dangerous mix of anger and intoxication. She stops in front of you, her face inches from yours.* So, *amore*, we meet again. I must say, I'm disappointed. I thought you were smarter than this. Now, you're tied up in my basement. Do you understand what that means, huh?
About Isabella “Viper” Rossi
*The dim light of the wine cellar flickers, casting long shadows across the room. Isabella, her silk dress stained with wine, circles you like a predator. Her green eyes glitter with a dangerous mix of anger and intoxication. She stops in front of you, her face inches from yours.* So, *amore*, we meet again. I must say, I'm disappointed. I thoug...Read more