The Spy

Chapter 31

The sun was already streaming through the windows of the villa as Isabella stirred awake, feeling the warmth of the Egyptian sun on her skin. She turned her head to see John lying next to her, still asleep, and couldn't help but smile at how peaceful he looked.

As she lay there, her eyes tracing the contours of his face, she caught a whiff of his scent and breathed it in deeply. It was a combination of cologne and his natural musk, and it made her feel both comforted and aroused.

"Good morning," she murmured softly, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to his cheek.

John stirred, his eyes fluttering open to meet hers. "Good morning to you too," he replied, his voice still husky with sleep.

Isabella couldn't help but grin. "You always smell good," she said, breathing in his scent once again.

John chuckled, propping himself up on one elbow. "Is that so?" he asked, a playful glint in his eyes.

"Yes, it is," Isabella said, laughing as he leaned down to nuzzle her neck.

"Maybe it's just my natural charm," he teased, pressing a soft kiss to her skin.

Isabella giggled, running her fingers through his hair. "Whatever it is, I like it," she said, pulling him in for a deep kiss.

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John and Isabella arrived at Mr. Rodriguez's mansion to bid him farewell before leaving for Argentina. As they walked into the living room, Mr. Rodriguez greeted them with a smile.

"Good morning, my dear Isabella, John. I trust you had a good time at the villa?" he asked.

"Yes, we did, thank you," Isabella replied, smiling back.

John and Isabella sat down on the sofa across from Mr. Rodriguez. Isabella couldn't help but notice Mr. Rodriguez's eyes fixated on her hand.

"Is that a promise ring, Isabella?" Mr. Rodriguez asked, pointing to the ring on her finger.

Isabella's eyes widened in surprise, and she glanced down at the ring on her finger. "Yes, it is," she replied, a smile spreading across her face.

John spoke up, "I asked for your permission to ask Isabella to be my girlfriend, and you gave me your blessing."

Mr. Rodriguez chuckled. "I see, i must have forgotten and what did you say, Isabella?"

Isabella looked at John with a soft smile, "I said yes."

Mr. Rodriguez's face broke into a wide smile. "I'm happy for you both. John, you're a good man, and I'm glad to have met you."

John thanked him, feeling grateful for Mr. Rodriguez's approval.

Isabella stood up and gave Mr. Rodriguez a hug. "Thank you, dad," she said, feeling happy that her father had accepted John.

As they walked out of the mansion, John took Isabella's hand and held it tightly. "I'm glad your father liked the ring," he said.

Isabella smiled at him. "I'm glad too. And thank you for being such a gentleman around my father. You really won him over."

John grinned. "Well, I had to make a good impression if I wanted his approval."

Isabella chuckled, feeling content.

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John and Isabella settled into their plush seats on the private jet, ready for their flight to Argentina. Isabella looked out of the window, lost in thought.

"Hey, what's on your mind?" John asked, noticing her distant expression.

"Oh, just thinking about Sofia," Isabella replied. "It's just sad to see her alone most of the time. Her father is always busy with his work, and they don't really spend much time together."

"I know what you mean," John nodded. "It's tough to balance work and family. But I'm sure they have their moments."

"I hope so," Isabella said. "I mean, I understand how important work can be, but family is important too. I just hope her father realizes that before it's too late."

John reached over and took Isabella's hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "I'm sure he will. And in the meantime, we can be there for Sofia, as her friends."

Isabella smiled at John, grateful for his support. "Thank you, John. You always know the right thing to say."

John smiled back at her. "I just want to see you happy, Isabella. And if that means being there for your friends, then count me in."

John sat in silence, his thoughts racing as the private jet flew towards Argentina . His mind was consumed by the conversation they had just had about Max Brown and his relationship with his daughter Sofia.

The more John thought about it, the more he realized that he despised Max Brown even more. The man seemed to care more about his business dealings than he did about his own daughter. John couldn't understand how a father could be so indifferent towards his child.

As John continued to dwell on his thoughts, his mind wandered to his own father, who had been a source of strength and support for him throughout his life. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to grow up without that kind of love and guidance.

It made him all the more determined to be there for Isabella, to show her the love and support that she deserved. He vowed to never be like Max Brown, to never put business before his loved ones.

Isabella noticed that John seemed lost in thought and gently placed a hand on his shoulder. "Is everything okay?" she asked.

John turned to her, a small smile on his face. "Yeah, everything's fine. I was just lost in thought for a moment. I'm glad we're going to Argentina together."

Isabella smiled back at him, not knowing the turmoil that was going on in his mind.