Chapter 359 - Three Hundred And Fifty-nine: Vengeance For Isabella

The third point of view:

Isabella was freaking mad, In fact, the anger she was feeling inside was so much she let out an anguished scream; it was so frustrating! 

She had fought in public today like one of those shameless women. Why was she behaving this way? It was as if when it comes to issues correlating to Pedro, she loses all common sense - and she hates it. Love wasn't stupidity.

However, today, when she saw that girl touching him, she lost it. But before that fury, she had felt one other emotion; Fear. What if Pedro liked that girl better and goes after her? What If he abandoned her amid his promises and what they've gone through? 

Hence, that fear mixed with the anger made her see red at that moment. How dare that girl touch what belongs to her? That had been her thought.

"Aaaaah!" Isabella screamed, she wanted a release. She was one of the most intelligent girls out there but where was her intelligence when she needed it? She had simply disgraced herself.

Isabella's attention was drawn to the door when she heard a click and someone walked in. She turned out of curiosity, yet froze when she saw Pedro standing right there.

"Isabella," He breathed with a pained expression.

"What are you doing here? Get out!" She roared, unable to stand him right now.

"Isabella, listen to me!" he was still saying when the girl grabbed the pillow on her bed and hurled it at him - thank God, it was a pillow.

"Get out of here," she tossed the pillow at his face yet it infuriated her more when he caught it. He should have let it hit him!

"Just let me explain," He pleaded, still holding the pillow as some sort of shield from whatever attack she would throw his way next - you never know.

"Explain my butt!" She threw the second pillow at him, "You must be so excited out of your mind that two women are fighting over you?!"

"What?! No way!" He was horrified by her comment. He would never think that way - but inwardly, his male ego was stroked a little. What the hell was he thinking?

"Liar!" Isabella abandoned the use of pillows since she couldn't find any anymore, choosing to go with her fists this time.

"I'm not lying for Christ's sake. It's all a misunderstanding," He dodged a blow she sent his way, at the same time she kicked him.

Pedro was thankful he had sparred with her before hence knew when he dodged her fist that she would try with her foot. He at once dodged the kick with the pillow - which had become his favorite.

"You had so much time for Miss

"Misunderstanding" yet you didn't even bother to call your girlfriend for a whole day?!" Remembering that she had spent time worrying for him fueled her anger the more. All those while she was filled with anxiety, he was having fun with his "Misunderstanding".

"Bullshit! I called you countless times but you didn't pick up!" 

"What?!" Isabella couldn't believe her ears. She never received any call from him unless he had called when she had been knocked out by those kids! Damn her siblings! 

There was a thoughtful look on Isabella's face and Pedro took advantage of that momentary distraction to push her; he quickly pinned her down to the bed. 

"Even with that, it doesn't dismiss the fact that I caught you flirting with another woman!" She still barked at him, struggling to be freed from his clutch. 

"I wasn't flirting with her, Isabella. She's the one who likes me, I don't," 

"Oh," It dawned on Isabella, "She has moved to the confessing part?" Isabella sneered, "You must have been so touched by her romantic confession that you began to gauge the both of us, right? No, tell me you didn't think of -" 

Pedro swooped down and silenced her with a kiss. However, no matter how romantic this was, Isabella knew this was his tactic to keep her from telling the truth.

Thinking he had gotten her under control, Pedro was stunned out of his mind when she flipped him over, staring him down with those blazing amber orbs. 

"If you think this pathetic act of yours is going to deceive me, then you're in a for a huge -" 

"I love you!" He announced before she could finish her words. 

"Huh?" Isabella was stupefied. 

"I love you, Isabella!" He said one more time. 

Isabella froze like a popsicle, her heart slamming against her chest with a resounding thud as if she just ran a hundred kilometers. She blinked twice, what did she just hear? 

It was as if he sent a code to her brain that scrambled her logic and Isabella was still trying to comprehend this confession when Pedro leaned forward and captured her lips in a kiss once more. 

This was a distraction, common sense told her but she kicked it out of the window, choosing to respond to this passionate moment. Their lips moved against each other, relishing his taste. In no time, the passion ignited and both couldn't keep their hands off each other. 

Meanwhile, outside the door, the triple trouble had been eavesdropping, waiting for that moment when their sister kicked Pedro's ass and tossed him out of the door, however, the once noisy atmosphere became strangely quiet - not that silent like a graveyard, but they couldn't comprehend a thing. 

"What happened? I can't hear a thing?" Ailee pressed her ears up against the door yet came up with nothing. 

"Do you think Isabella has killed him?" Neon gasped from his own realization. 

"Shut up, that's impossible!" Allen gave him a stupid look. 

"Well, not entirely wrong. Our sister is strong and must have misused it," 

"If that was the case, she would have called for help already," 

"What are they doing then?" Neon wondered, his lips pursed. 

"I don't know but Isabella wouldn't be happy If we barged into her room especially with what we did to her. We should just leave them be," suggested Allen, the cool-headed one among the trio - as if his twin would listen. 

"Not if we can stare!" Ailee chirped, already peering through the ajar door she opened. 

However, the girl snapped the door closed with a startled scream, face pale as if she had seen a ghost. 

"What is it?" Allen, her twin, was concerned for her. His sister was very brave and strong, what could have frightened her to this degree? 

"Are you alright?" Neon was not left out in the care department. 

"It's nothing," Ailee replied almost immediately. She might be a kid but she had been enlightened about sex in school and stumbled on some inappropriate content on the internet - not that she watched. 

"I should look -" 

"No!" She screamed before her brother was through with his statement to his astonishment. 

"What?" he was confused. 

"You're not permitted to look," she stood her ground. 

"By the way, why is your face red? Your cheeks look like overripe tomatoes," Neon giggled while pointing at her and it was at that moment that Allen, the smart one got a hint of what was going on. 

"Let's go," He announced, his back turned as he was set to leave. 

"Wait, leave?," Neon who just came out of his laughter asked out of surprise, "Aren't we going to find out about….." 

He was still mumbling when Allen hooked an arm around his neck, "Come my friend, we have better things to do," pulling him away from the room. 

"Better things like what?" Neon was curious. He liked hanging around with Allen and Ailee because they were fun to be with. Most importantly, he wished he could be as cool as Allen. 

Ailee who got the hint cued in, "Nobody touches our sister and goes scot-free,"

At once, Allen and Ailee's eyes met and they released an evil cackle that scared the shit out of Neon standing in between them. He made a note mentally never to offend them. 

Dragging Neon along, the kids returned to their room which had been arranged by the maids already. Neon watched with interest as they went to the wardrobe and pulled a duffel bag out. They zipped it open and began to bring out some pretty cool toys he had not set his eyes on ever since. 

"Cool! Where have you been hiding these? I've never seen you with it?" 

Ailee smiled at him, "These are some military-grade toys but mom wouldn't let us come home with them so we keep them here," 

It was no surprise they were more than delighted to come to the base, Neon realized. He watched them set up a few things and the next he knew, a tablet was placed on a table to view from and a robotic insect he wouldn't have been able to see was fake if he had looked from far. 

"How does this concern the revenge?" he couldn't understand their intention. 

"What do you think Olivia hates?" Allen snorted. 

"Just watch and learn," Ailee winked at him. 

He blushed. 

Allen noticed with a not so pleased face.

However, the sound of that robot cockroach flapping one set of its wings left Neon in awe. The static in the tablet cleared and a video of their room was seen. That was when it dawned on him that the cockroach had built-in cameras. 

Neon watched Allen who operated the cockroach with interest. It was like a video game and he steered the insect with the help of the control remote in his grasp and made sure those walking in the hallway didn't trample it to death. 

With his direction, the cockroach slipped through the space under the door and got into Olivia's room where she was seen through the camera lounging on her bed and going through a magazine. 

"It's gonna be loud soon," Allen had a sinister smirk filled with anticipation as he steered the cockroach, directing it to perch directly on Olivia's nose. 

Not less than a second later, a scream so loud enough to wake the dead echoed throughout the base while the kids watching the video of Olivia going bananas reared back from laughter. 

Isabella would love this.