Chapter 91: ISABELLA

"!!" Isabella's phone began to ring incessantly, waking her from her deep sleep. She turned to the other side of the bed, figuring that if she left the phone ringing, it would stop shortly, and it did. She sighed with relief, finding comfort in a good sleep free from the clamorous disturbances from her phone.

"!!!" Her phone rang again, and this time Isabella became extremely furious. She wondered who it was that wouldn't stop calling. 'It better not to be Bianca,' was her first thought before turning with drowsy eyes and reaching for her phone.

Without checking her phone to see who the caller was, she swiped her thumb across the phone screen and answered the call before placing it against her ear. "Who is this? What do you want?" Isabella asked in a hoarse voice, still feeling sleepy.

"Aside from fucking, what other skills are you good at, you slut?" He inquired angrily, his voice so deep and frigid that it jolted Isabella out of her slumber and into a sitting position.