Chapter 61 Sir, Matteo

• There was palpable tension in the rooftop as they both stared at each other with their gazes locked, as if they were the only people left in the world. Isabella was getting nervous and grasped the railing at her side, trembling from the chilly air that swept across them.
• "Let's find out, shall we?" Matteo asked, and before she could process what he had just said, he cupped his palm by the side of her face and drew her close, making her step forward on tiptoe. Isabella took a whiff of his cologne, and it smelled so good. Isabella felt she was hallucinating. Feeling him this close to her exacerbates her timidity.
• Matteo gave her a very deep look in the eyes as he leaned down to reach for her lips. Their faces were just an inch apart and their lips were gently touching. They could feel each other’s hot breath and the silent in the air made it intense. He grazed his lips against her soft lips, and Isabella shuddered with intensity. Slowly, he closed his eyes and mashed his lips against hers, sealing her lips with a kiss.