Chapter 76 My Birthday Present

• Waking up in Ignazio’s arms had become Isabella’s favorite part of her life. Each moment spent this way felt like a quiet promise, one she cherished deeply.
• It wasn’t just comforting—it was fulfilling, grounding her in a world that often felt unsteady. She looked forward to the day when it would be official, the day she could legally call this man her own and wake up in his arms forever. That dream seemed as important to Ignazio as it was to her, and that thought alone made her heart swell.
• “Good morning, Princess,” Ignazio’s deep voice murmured into her ear, breaking the serene silence of the room. The warmth in his tone sent a shiver of happiness through her.