The Billionaire's Little Brother のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

Isabella’s POVI’m not looking forward to today’s wedding dress shopping with Mama, Marcella, and Antonio’s mother, Candy. Candy insisted on coming, and honestly, I don’t care if she does, since this wedding isn't happening. I’ll make her super happy for nothing.We arrived at the bridal boutique. Candy made sure we were the only ones here. “I don’t want any interruptions for you, dear,” she beamed. “You are the most important bride in the world.”I like Candy, I really do, but she’s so completely oblivious to everything. She acts like I’m super excited I’m marrying her son, which is the complete opposite of how I feel. It’s like she is blinded to the monster he is.“I can’t wait to see you in a wedding dress, Isabella,” Candy squealed. “Antonio is going to have the most lovely bride. Oh, by the way, Antonio’s brother will be here shortly.”Antonio has a brother? Pfft, I’m marrying a guy, and I didn’t even know he had a brother. How fucked up is that?As if Candy mentioning him summon

Isabella’s POVVixxen’s Private Gentleman’s Club was a plain enough building from the outside. In fact, it didn’t even have a big neon sign or a billboard to announce its presence. Instead, a brass-enameled plaque was the only thing on the completely black building. The sign simply says, Vixxen’s Private Gentleman’s Club – Members Only. There was no lineup, which means it’s ultra-exclusive. Probably Mafia, elite businessmen, and politicians frequented here for privacy and anonymity. Two giants of men stood guard at the front entrance to ensure privacy.Antonio dragged me by the hand into the front door of the club. As soon as we stepped into the lobby, the opulence was palpable. A grand chandelier hung over lush velvet couches, centering the room. It was the only source of light in the expansive room, casting shadows that danced in the corners. The lobby was decorated for sin, if that was possible, red and black, the predominant colors. At the front reception, there was a bleached blo

Isabella’s POVGinger led me to a storage room. There were rows and rows of outfits on the racks. Each section was color-coded.“What do the colors mean, Ginger?” I asked.“What I tell you needs to stay between us,” Ginger whispered. “Most of the girls think they are just assigned a color and then are ‘promoted’ for favorable behavior.”“Obviously, it doesn’t mean that,” I replied.“No, it doesn’t,” Ginger sighed. “Pink, obviously, is untouchable. You are the first ever to wear it. White is virgin, for sale or rent.”“For sale?!?” I said, appalled.“Yes, the DeMarcos are into human trafficking,” Ginger explained. “Girls are moved through the club twice a month.”“Ginger,” I sighed.“I know, Isabella,” Ginger said. “I take those days off work. I can’t watch it. Many girls who work here regularly have chosen to do so, but those who don’t get to choose, I feel awful for.”“I can imagine,” I stated. “Why do you stay, Ginger?”“This is my life. I’ve been here for a long time. I’m treated v

Zander’s POVLogan played so well last night and helped his team to a 4 – 1 victory. I can’t believe he’s almost 17. In two months, it will be two years since they moved in with us. I’m so glad to have him in my life.After the game, Nathan and Amelie headed to the van with four of the Quints while I waited in the lobby with Aurora, who was toddling around at my feet. Eliza also wanted to wait for Logan. Logan walked towards us from the locker room.“Great game, bruh,” I said, giving him a fist pump.“Thanks, it helps to have the best cheering section ever,” Logan said, scooping up Aurora in his arms. She giggled at him.“Did you hear me cheering, Loggie?” Eliza asked.“The whole team heard you, Eliza,” Logan chuckled. “You’re so loud!”Eliza grinned, all proud of herself.I glanced at my phone to see if Isabella had texted me. No message, I sighed.“It’s too bad, Isabella couldn’t come,” Logan announced.“Yeah, she had plans tonight,” I replied.“Man, you’re such a simp with her,” Lo

Zander’s POV“No, bye-bye,” Dante cried.“I’m sorry, buddy,” I explained. “I have to go back to school.”“NO!” Hailee screamed, holding onto my leg.Ugh. Why is it so hard to leave them? Two days and I don’t want to go back to school.“I’ll be back soon, promise,” I said, picking up Hailee and hugging her. “I love you.”“Hmpf,” Hailee pouted.Nathan just laughed his ass off. “I’ve decided Hailee will be the one who gives me grey hair,” Nathan chuckled. “Come to daddy, Hailee. Time for Uncle Zan to go.”Out of nowhere, Amelie hugged me from behind. “I don’t want him to go either,” Amelie sighed.“Maybe you’ll give Nathan grey hair instead,” I laughed.“I might already have,” Amelie giggled.“Never,” Nathan said, bending down to kiss Amelie.“Ugh,” Logan called from the couch. “Take me with you, Zander. Please.”“If Loggie goes, so do I,” Eliza called out.“No one is going with Zander,” Amelie announced. “Don’t you both have homework?”“Geesh, do you ever forget anything?” Logan said, h