Chapter 89: YOU SHOULD TALK TO ISAIAH

"No, Bianca, that's not what I meant. You don't get the point!"

"Trust me, Isabella. I know Italian men more than you do. He was only doing that for his own interest," Bianca said, rolling her eyes.

"Wait, are you jealous?"

“Yeah, right", Bianca scoffs. "Last time I had sex with a guy like that, he dumped me the next day. So this doesn’t move me."

Isabella snickered; she doubted Matteo could do that to her. "Here, look at my fingers, Bianca", she said, raising her left hand, and Bianca examined it. "Are they the same?" She asked.

Bianca looked perplexed before responding, "No."

"Good"

"Wait, what's the point?"

"The point is, since they are not the same, I'm not sure how mine would be the same as yours."

Bianca sighed and rolled her eyes. "You sound incredibly stupid."

"Yeah, I accept. At least mine treated me like a princess, and as much as it pains me to admit it, you were right when you said I needed a real cock inside, so I have to give you credit."