Chapter 126 Scars Of Survival

• [Issabella]
• “Bella…”
• The way Leandro whispered my name during our passionate encounter against the wall was like a beautiful melody to my ears. My legs were wrapped around his waist, and his substantial, unyielding presence filled me, moving with both intensity and tenderness. My hands caressed his neck, slowly making their way to his hair. With every thrust, I tugged at his hair, igniting waves of pleasure I yearned for.