Yes, Sir (2)

Isabella's POV

The next afternoon, Nica announced that we were going out. He didn't explain anything to me, he just came with a curt “Get dressed. Wear something decent.” I chose a simple white sundress that hugged my body a little too well, knowing it would test his patience.

We drove in silence to a quiet vineyard just outside the city which was one of his properties. He said it was for business, that he wanted to do a quick check on the new harvest, but I knew better than that. He wanted to remind me that I was now under his constant watch.

We walked the...