Taming A Billionaire

The third point of view:

Isabella was in her office going through the pile of documents on her desk when her phone rang. Normally she would have ignored it because she had a strict rule of never to be disturbed while working. However, this was her private line and whoever was calling her must be a family member. 

Snatching her gaze away from the papers, Isabella glanced down at the phone screen only to discover that it was Anabelle. She sighed knowing that the little bug was about to bother her. 

Reluctantly, Isabella picked up her phone saying, "Hello?" 

However, what pierced Isabella's ear the next second was Anabelle's excited scream and she hung up on her immediately. 

With a huff, Isabella rubbed her ear and confirmed that she could still hear again. Her face distorted in anger immediately, that stupid girl wanted to render her deaf! 

Anabelle called her once again and this time she did more of the talking than shouting, "Isabella, why did you end the call?" 

Isabella retorted, "You should be lucky the call was the only thing I ended," she hinted that she would end her life - if that was possible. 

Anabelle scoffed, "Why do you have to be so scary?" however, she was not defeated by her cousin's cold reception and went ahead to say, "Anyway, guess what happened... ?" 

"Julie proposed to you," Isabella answered before Anabelle could even finish her guessing game.

"Huh?" Anabelle was stunned, "How did you know?"

"Simple, some people are not as dumb as you," She answered.

But then, Anabelle didn't cry this time because she was already used to her cousin's sharp tongue. Moreover, she was too happy to be sad anyway. So she didn't take Isabella's reply to heart. Today was too good to be sad. 

Isabella frowned when she realized that Anabelle was too happy to react to her comment. To her, Anabelle's reaction to her taunts was usually interesting and gratifying. Just like when a person laughs because one made a joke, Anabelle's reactions were a source of amusement to Isabella and no, she's not a sadist.

"I saw it on your post?" Isabella finally answered - as a human being should. 

"Oh, you saw my post?" Anabelle celebrated, "Oh my God you saw my post?! Have you been following me?! I didn't know you cared this much for me, my darling cousin?! What's your user name, I need to make a shout out to you?!" She kept rambling on and on and on. 

Isabella pressed her temple, this was why she didn't want Anabelle around her. Anabelle was like an endless ball of energy. 

"I don't have time for this, Anabelle. Goodbye," Isabella was just about to end the call when she heard,

"Wait!"

She hesitated but not before asking in a gruff manner, "What now?"

"You're at the office, right?" 

"Yes, and why do you ask?" Isabella found it suspicious that Anabelle would ask that question.

"Wonderful then!" Anabelle exclaimed, "I would be coming to keep you -"

"No, don't come!" Isabella refused her before she could even finish her statement.

"I'm coming!" Anabelle stood her ground.

"No, you don't!" Isabella had a firm resolve as well.

"I have to take care of my pregnant cousin, don't you think so?" Anabelle claimed to have a good reason for coming.

"No, I don't think so. So don't you dare take a step -"

She interrupted her, "See you when I arrive, tata!" Anabelle hung up on her.

"Don't you dare come here, Anabelle! Hello?... Hey, Anabelle?!" Isabella glanced down to discover that the call had indeed ended.

"What the f***!" Isabella stood up, cursing as she picked her phone from her desk. 

This was the first time Anabelle had an upper hand in an argument and it didn't sit well with her. She was always the one ending the call with finesse, she won't admit defeat! 

So she called Anabelle once again but the girl ended the call to her horror. 

"Holy mother of God," Isabella stared at the phone in disbelief. Anabelle ended her call? How was this possible? Anabelle always worshipped her feet and followed her like a loyal puppy? How could her dedication change? 

Isabella spent the next fifteen minutes, pacing up and down her office and going over what just happened in her mind. How could this happen? 

However, at a point, Isabella asked herself, what the hell was she doing? This was the first time she was this flustered and to think it was all because of Anabelle? No, she was smart. How could a great genius like her react to a little provocation from her annoying cousin? 

Isabella walked back to her desk and sat down with pride. She was the great Isabella and nobody ruffles her emotions. She was in perfect control of her life. She attested what happened to be as a result of pregnancy hormone. Yes, that is it. The hormones must be responsible for this. 

Meanwhile…. 

Anabelle walked with a swagger into the company's lobby with a smile on her face. Why was she happy? She pissed off Isabella. Do you know how fulfilling that was? 

Isabella was the definition of control and had prided on the fact she was in charge. Thanks to that, her cousin was a prideful person and expected all to be under her dominance. The only person she excepted from that rule was Pedro and Reina - yeah, poor uncle Niklaus. 

But then she had hung up on Isabella and although that was not actually an insult, to Isabella, it was a huge deal. However, Anabelle didn't give a deal to her cousin's tantrum, for once she was happy to have ruffled Isabella's emotions. 

The feeling was satisfying. Moreover, Isabella loved her too much to hurt her - even though the proud ass wouldn't admit it. What was so hard about showing she cared. Also, she knew how to appease the great Isabella's anger - kill her with kindness. 

"Oh my God, isn't that Anabelle?" she was roused from her thoughts by the whispers around her. 

The whispers increased and before Anabelle knew it, the workers, one after the other rushed towards her, all demanding for an autograph or to pose for a shot.

Anabelle was not prepared for this, however, by the time she would be done here, her cousin must have calmed down already.. Hehe, she laughed deviously.