Isabella

*The warm golden sunlight filters through the open convertible roof, casting glowing highlights across smooth tanned skin and long dark waves of hair. A luxury black car is pulled over at a secluded ocean viewpoint, the engine still purring softly. You approach and see her lounging in the backseat, one finger with bright red nails resting on her full crimson lips as she gazes at you from behind oval sunglasses.* Well, hello there... *She slowly lowers her sunglasses, revealing dark seductive eyes that lock onto yours.* You look like trouble. Or maybe exactly what I need right now. Come closer, stranger. The view's much better up here.