Semua Bab The Billionaire's Little Brother: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Zander’s POV“Well, thank you for all the information, Isabella and Zander,” Detective Pierce revealed. “We’ll be on our way now. Here is my card. If you remember anything else, Isabella, give me a call, OK?”Isabella took the card and nodded.“Thank you, Detective Pierce. Officer Connors,” I stated, shaking both of their hands.After they had left the room, I remembered something.“I’ll be right back, Izzy,” I said, running out the door. I looked down the hallway in search of Officer Connors. “Officer Connors!” I called, running towards him.“Zander, did we forget something?” Officer Connors asked.“No, sorry for bothering you,” I replied. “I was just wondering if I could take a picture of the label of Isabella’s jeans.”“Why?” Officer Connors questioned.“They were her favorite pair of jeans,” I stated. “I want to know the size and brand so I can get her another couple of pairs of them.”Detective Pierce and Officer Connors looked at each other and smiled. “Zander, you are making al

Isabella’s POVThis week flew by in the blink of an eye. I don’t know how he pulled it off, but Zander took me to an expensive salon before school on Monday morning. The salon opened just for me. They gave me the most beautiful bob cut and curled my hair. Zander said, I was a sexy little bunny with my new haircut. Zander passed his paper with flying colors and has been having fantastic football practices since I started going to every single one. The players insisted that I join them at the field level. The coach said he might even have me join the team for away games. I won’t be able to go this coming weekend as I'm off to New York to have dinner with my parents and the DeMarco family tomorrow. I leave at 7:00 pm tonight, and Zander leaves at 7:45 pm tonight for his out-of-town game with the football team.There was no practice today, and as I walked out of the rotunda, Zander was leaning up against one of the lamp posts outside.“Hey, Isabella, do you need a ride home?” Zander calle

Isabella’s POVIt feels weird to be in my old room. I’m not that girl anymore. I’m stronger, more independent, and I’m a woman, not a girl.I told my family I was tired from a tough week at school and the flight home, so that I could go to my room. I wanted to text Zander.Isabella: Hey.Zander: Hey, bunny.Isabella: I miss you already, Z.Zander: I miss you, too. I don’t think Niles is going to cuddle with me tonight.Isabella: At least you have someone to cuddle with, but I’m cuddly AF. LolI took a picture of myself in my bunny hoodie and sent it to Zander.Isabella: Thanks for the hoodie, baby.Zander: Fuck, you look so adorable. My cock just sprang up.Isabella: I wish I were on that cock.Zander: You’re not helping, Izzy.Isabella: Oops, sorry.Zander: It’s ok. All I have to do his talk to you and I think about your body, and bam, little Z pops to attention.Isabella: Umm, he’s not little. Tee heeZander: lmao.There’s a knock on my door. Shit.Isabella: Ugh, I gotta go.Zander:

Isabella’s POVMrs. DeMarco seemed to take a liking to me right away.“Come, Isabella,” Mrs. DeMarco said, smiling. “We can walk together to the dining room.” She looped her arm through mine.“You have a beautiful home, Mrs. DeMarco,” I stated.“Oh, Isabella, please call me Candy,” she grinned. “Pretty soon you’ll be calling me Mom anyway.”“Yes, in a couple of years,” I replied.“Oh, sooner than that, dear,” Candy responded.I was just about to ask her what she was talking about when we turned into the dining room.I stopped abruptly at the sight. What the fuck was Bryanna Charlton doing here?“Isabella!” Bryanna squealed and ran towards me. “How are you, bestie?”“Bestie?” I asked, puzzled.“Please just go with it,” Bryanna whispered in my ear as she hugged me.Ok, I’ll play along, Bryanna. Let’s see what mess you get yourself into.Antonio stood up and walked towards me, taking me in an embrace. “La mia piccola bambola.” (My little doll)“Antonio,” I said, looking uncomfortably at

Isabella’s POV“I’d rather die,” I shouted, shoving Antonio back from me.“You will learn to love me, Isabella,” Antonio stated. “You will be mine, and you will love it.”“Never,” I said, matter-of-factly. “I’m going to check on Bryanna.”I walked to the bathroom door and knocked.“Go away,” Bryanna screamed.“It’s me, Isabella,” I called through the door.Bryanna opened the door. “What do you want?” Bryanna scoffed.I pushed her inside, stepped into the bathroom, and closed the door, locking it. Then I did something I thought I’d never do. I hugged Bryanna Charlton. She broke down in my arms, sobbing heavily.“Isabella, I don’t know what to do,” Bryanna cried.“You’re going to go to the pharmacy and ask for the morning-after pill,” I advised.“I can’t,” Bryanna sobbed. “I have severe asthma. The morning after pill reacts with my asthma medication.”I’m not going to ask how she knows that. It’s not my place to judge or question.“Shit,” I responded.Bryanna laughed, “I think that’s th