Taming A Billionaire

The third point of view:

"Alright, get it inside," someone directed the men into the office causing Isabella to glance up from her laptop. 

She knew only Anabelle could bother her this much however, her brows still furrowed when two men came into her office with some stuff. One of them held a fruit basket with a food flask, while two others carried a huge portrait that was covered with a white sheet. 

"Anabelle!" Isabella stood up abruptly, calling her cousin through gritted teeth.

However, the girl paid no heed to her and instead was busy directing the staff to the best spot to hang the portrait.

Isabella was dumbfounded, she was someone who enjoyed her peace and quiet that Anabelle just disrupted with her squad. Not to mention the fact that she was a meticulous and orderly person and yet Anabelle just got her a portrait that she had no idea about or even needed. She didn't like portraits, they were unnecessary and a disturbance to be staring at one's face all the time - she didn't even have a picture of herself in her office. Isabella felt like strangling Anabelle, family or not.

She strode over to her, "What the hell are you doing?!" She glared at her.

"My lovely cousin," Anabelle, in question hugged Isabella tight leaving her dumbfounded and angrier. This was not the answer she needed.

Anabelle pulled away, having noticed the change in her demeanor - Isabella was boiling like a larva.

"I figured out that since you love me so much, I should get you a constant reminder of me," Anabelle said cheerfully and then gestured to the staff who took that as a cue to unveil the portrait.

At once, they got rid of the sheet, and lo and behold, there was a picture of Anabelle in all her stunning glory.

"Isn't it marvelous?" Anabelle gestured to the portrait, all of her teeth showing in her wide grin. She knew she was treading on dangerous grounds and had to tread carefully especially now Isabella had her signature expressionless face.

Calm down, Isabella, it's not good for the baby, the girl told herself as she looked between the portrait and the real Anabelle. What was she even going to do with this stupid girl? God, why did she even come into this family in the first place?

"Or don't you like it?" Anabelle asked, pulsing her lips. She was uncomfortable with her cousin's stare and had to remedy the situation.

"Alright, you can leave the portrait, I and my cousin would decide what to do about that later," Anabelle decided to salvage the situation having understood she invaded Isabella's space - the glare from her furious cousin was about to bore a hole in her head.

"Okay, miss Anabelle, " all the men responded and left with a sigh of relief and happiness. Isabella's look was beginning to unsettle them and they prayed she wouldn't tamper with their salary. 

The instant they left an awkward silence fell upon them. Anabelle scratched the back of her head, had she overdone it this time? 

Isabella went back to her seat without even saying as much as a word to her. 

Taking advantage of the silence, Anabelle quickly took the fruit basket and food and rushed over to Isabella's desk, "Also, as a considerate cousin, I got you nutritious food and fruits," she dropped them on her desk making sure not to ruin any of her documents. It was a surprise Isabella hasn't thrown her out yet, she can't ruin her luck. 

But then, even with all her obvious ploy to get Isabella's attention, the girl in question didn't even respond. Instead, she picked her telephone to call her secretary, asking for some information on their latest meeting before she hung up and went back to her documents. Isabella didn't look up until her dear cousin left the office - with her fruit basket. 

Once gone, Isabella rolled her eyes, why couldn't she leave the fruit behind? Such a stingy person! But then she finally had the peace of mind she wanted.

Unconsciously, her gaze fell on the portrait in her office and she didn't even know when a smile crossed her lips.

"That ugly thing," She said with a sneer. Although Isabella was saying onething, her face expressed another. Fine, she would allow the portrait to stay here so it could gain value and she could auction it off later. Yep, a businesswoman is always a businesswoman. 

On the bright sound, she had peace she wanted so much. However, Isabella rejoiced too soon because the door opened and the girl squealed, 

"My dear cousin, would you have an apple slice? I heard it's nice for the baby," 

All color drained from Isabella's face at the sight of the cousin she thought she had gotten rid of. What kind of witchcraft is this? She reasoned. 

Isabella still kept her cool, hoping that the annoying bug would leave her when she gets tired of her cold shoulder. 

"Isabella?" Anabelle called her. 

No response. 

"Isabella?!" 

No response. 

"Isabella?! Isabella?!" 

Still, no response, although her brows furrowed in annoyance. 

"ISABELLA?! ISABELLA?! ISABELLA?!" 

"What?!" Isabella finally caved under the pressure. She took back her words, her cousin was a nuisance and she would get rid of her. 

However, it happened that as soon as Isabella opened her mouth to retort, Anabelle forced a slice of apple into her mouth and she had no choice but to chew on it else she choked. 

After she chewed it, Isabella turned to give Anabelle a piece of her mind but the girl put another apple slice into her mouth and she chewed it. 

"How does it taste? Good? Right? Don't say I didn't take care of you during your pregnancy?" she murmured while feeding Isabella.

It happened that each time Isabella opened her mouth to complain, she would force the apple into her mouth. Hence, by the time she was done, Isabella's anger had vanished. 

"How was it? Tasty right?" she asked, yet answered at the same time, "Of course, it would be. The apples were carefully picked out by me," 

Isabella glanced up with an evil smirk, "I see that you're less busy these days. Perhaps, I'd have to make you the image model for our upcoming project," her tone held a dark promise of what was going to come.

But Anabelle smiled proudly, "Fortunately for me, I went on a hiatus starting today,"

"What?"