All Chapters of The Billionaire's Little Brother: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Isabella’s POVI knew exactly what I was going to cook for Zander, but first we had to get by Bryanna.“Izzy, what happened to your shirt?” Zander asked.“Bryanna,” I uttered.“What did she do?” Zander said angrily.“She threw her iced coffee at me, because she was mad she couldn’t get in the players' entrance,” I revealed.“Fuck that, I’m reading her the riot act,” Zander said, grabbing my hand and pulling me down the hallway.“Zander, stop,” I exclaimed. “It’s not your battle to fight. I will deal with her. Trust me.”Zander sighed, “I just want to protect you, Izzy.”“I know, and I appreciate you for that, but I need to stand up to Bryanna myself or the bullying will never stop,” I replied.“Ok, but we’re not going by her today,” Zander stated. “Come with me.”Zander turned around and headed down the hallway in the other direction.“Where are we going?” I asked.“You’ll see,” Zander said, winking.Zander took us back by the locker room and up a tunnel.“Are we going to the field?”

Zander’s POVI couldn’t wait any longer. There was no way it should have taken Isabella half an hour to grab the stuff from her apartment. I took the stairs down two floors and started walking down the hall. Wait. Is that Isabella’s backpack behind the plant pot? I bent down to check the backpack; it was definitely Isabellas. Was she trying to hide it from someone? Isabella once told me, when we were texting each other, that she has a strange sense when things aren’t quite right. I joked with her that maybe she was a superhero with special powers. Now, I’m just worried about her safety. I slowly walked down the hallway to her apartment and noticed the door was open. Fuck. Something is wrong. I marched up to the door, and there I saw it, Antonio DeMarco kissing and groping Isabella.“Izzy,” I said, standing in the doorway. “I was just wondering what’s taking you so long.”She turned to me with fear in her eyes, and rightfully so. As soon as the words came out of my mouth, Antonio DeMar

Isabella’s POVTonight is the night. I’ve decided to give myself to Zander. With Antonio becoming more and more aggressive, there is no promise that he won’t try to take my virginity before we’re married. It is strictly forbidden in the agreement, but I wouldn’t put it past him. He’d probably make an excuse that would appease both his father and my Papa. I’m still so frustrated that I have to marry him. I love Zander, I will always love Zander. So I’m going to make it happen tonight.“Izzy?” Zander’s voice said, drawing me out of my thoughts.“Sorry, I was just thinking,” I replied.“Am I right?” Zander asked.“Are you right about what?” I responded.“Holy, Izzy,” Zander laughed. “How deep in thought were you? Am I right about the question?”Isabella looked over at my paper. “Zander, you got it!” I said with a big grin and hugged him.“Izzy, you’re such a good teacher,” Zander exclaimed. “It’s all making sense now.”“You’re a good student, Zander,” I stated. “You ready for the hard qu

Zander’s POV“I love you so much, bunny,” I murmured as I collapsed on top of her.“I love you more,” Isabella said, stroking my hair.“I love you most,” I replied.“I love you infinity plus one,” Isabella giggled.“Damn it, I always forget about infinity plus one,” I chuckled. I rose off of Isabella and grasped the condom when I pulled out, just to make sure it didn’t fall off.“Perfect, instructional technique, Z,” Isabella smirked.“Why, thank you, bunny,” I said, as I bowed at the side of the bed. “I’m just going to dispose of this. I’ll be right back." I walked into the kitchen and threw the condom in the garbage, and grabbed a couple of bottles of juice.I came back to the bedroom, and Isabella was gone. “Izzy?” I called.“I’m just peeing,” she shouted back.I climbed into bed and looked over to see Isabella walking towards me. “Stop being so damn sexy,” I smirked. “Or you’ll have round two in no time.”Isabella laughed and climbed into bed and snuggled into me.“I know it wasn’

Zander’s POVI showed up at the apartment expecting Isabella to be there, but instead, Bryanna was sitting on the floor outside my door, endlessly typing on her phone. She didn’t show herself doing shit like this on her socials, did she?“Zander, where have you been?” Bryanna asked. “I’ve been waiting over an hour for you.” Now I really know she isn’t smart like Isabella. What if I was out all night?“Why would you wait an hour outside my door, Bryanna?” I said, puzzled. “You have my phone number.”“I thought you would appreciate me dedicating my time to you,” Bryanna said and stood up.“No, I think it's actually quite silly,” I responded.“But I thought we could hang out,” Bryanna said, biting her fake bottom lip.Ugh, I can’t even.“I can’t, Bryanna. I have tutoring with Isabella tonight,” I stated. “Oh,” Bryanna said, staring down at her feet.“Listen, Bryanna, I know you like me,” I conveyed. “But I don’t feel that way about you. I have a girlfriend back home in New York.”“You