Isabella's POV I stood in front of the tall mirror in my room, turning slowly so the red dress caught the light. It fit me like it was made for my body…the corset top pushed my breasts up perfectly, and the high slit showed off my leg with every move. I looked powerful. Sexy. Ready for whatever tonight would bring. A smirk tugged at my lips when I glanced down at the small toy in my hand. The love egg. I’d sneaked into that locked room earlier while the house was quiet, heart racing the whole time. I wanted Massimo to know, deep down, that I was completely his. I brought the smooth egg to my mouth, wetting it with my tongue, then lifted the hem of the dress. My fingers pushed my panties aside. A soft moan slipped out as I slid it inside me. It settled perfectly, the little tail danglin

