Chapter 305 - Three Hundred And Five: The Unadulterated Fun (2/2)

Anabelle stiffened like a rock, what the hell was going on? Isabella was hugging her? Was this the same Isabella she knew or another soul transmigrated into her body? But with time, she relaxed and hugged her, letting her warmth engulf her. Moreover, who knew when next she would see this side of Isabella? She has to enjoy this sweetness while it lasts.

When Isabella pulled away, Pedro had a sheepish grin on his face which made her flush with embarrassment - when did she go this soft? Now people would begin to think she was a paper tiger.

Immediately, Isabella's attitude took a three-sixty degrees turn, ”Well, what are you waiting for? Leave and begin your one-woman reformation,”

Unlike before, Anabelle wasn't affected by the ridicule in her voice, she had finally seen through her act.

”Fine,” She joyfully stood to her feet but not without giving Isabella one last hug, ”Take care of yourself,”

She snorted in response, ”Who needs care between the both of us?” and looked away.

”Take care of my cousin, Pedro,” Anabelle told him with a wry smile.

Isabella rolled her eyes, the one in need of care was asking another to be cared for - gullible Anabelle, no wonder she was so easily fooled.

”Of course, Anabelle,” Pedro promised her, ”You don't need to tell me twice,”

Satisfied, Anabelle left through the front door and an awkward silence fell over the young couples.

Pedro summoned the courage to speak, ”You're still angry,” He noticed the way her leg tapped on the floor restlessly.

”Well, what am I supposed to do?! Someone maltreated my cousin!” She snapped at him.

Pedro was stunned at her outburst.

”I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you,” Isabella realized what she just did.

”I know but you need to calm down,” He told her, face filled with understanding.

”I'm trying but I can't seem to calm down. I need to release the anger at something or someone - Julie seems like the perfect target,” Isabella fought against the urge to shout at him again.

”You're not hitting anybody,” Pedro told her and got on his feet, walking over to her side of the sofa.

Before Isabella could open her mouth and ask him what he was going to do, Pedro lowered his head and kissed her fully on the lips.

Isabella was struck dumb, this was one of the few times Pedro had taken the initiative to kiss her - she was the one always making the move on him because he was holding back on showing his affection.

Her heart missed a beat while her body tingled with excitement, she was hyper-aware of his hand running through her hair and the other stroking the curve of her back. Her pulse zinged, she was going to have him tonight - enjoy him like a full course meal.

Isabella pulled away, spellbound as she stared into his eyes, ” I want you,” she confessed.

Pedro gulped, ”Isabella, your father -”

”Don't give me that bullshit….” her expression shifted abruptly, ”Or don't you want me?”

”Of course, I want you so much that I crave you like a drug,” He answered quickly.

Isabella was so touched by his word that she pulled him in for another long, sweet kiss, ”Then say no more, we're doing it tonight with or without my father's consent - I would deal with Niklaus later,”

”Fine,” Pedro gave in, he highly anticipated this moment too, ”But you should know that I don't have any protection with me,”

Isabella giggled, ”You don't have to worry about a thing, I know where my father keeps his,”

Pedro was stunned, this family keeps getting weirder - but he loved Isabella nonetheless.

And just like that, Isabella went into Niklaus' room. She headed straight to the bed, pulled out a box from under, unlocked it, and picked as many condoms as she wanted. She smiled unconsciously, tonight was going to be a great one.

She then stored them in the pocket of her shorts and went back downstairs to take Pedro's hand, saying enticingly, ”Let's go to my room,”

The girl returned to her room with her back, her eyes trained on Pedro the whole time - she knew every nook and cranny of the house even without her sight.

So entranced was she with the thought of the upcoming unadulterated fun they were about to have that she didn't notice the thin, almost invisible cord planted in the doorway.

The moment Isabella opened the door, she was drenched in a cold, wet, sticky substance while Pedro's mouth was opened so wide a fly would have no problem getting in.

Isabella gasped as she wiped the white paint dripping from her hair, a look of disbelief on her face - a look of fury followed afterward. She didn't need to think about who orchestrated this prank - this was the twin's third one this week.

Pedro took a step back, the demon in her was slowly climbing to the surface. Even he couldn't stop Isabella's anger this time - the twins were sure going to get it from her this time around.

”Ailee! Allen!!”