ISABELLA
I sat in my room, hunched over my laptop as I scrolled through the videos my necklace had recorded. I sighed, frustration etched on my face. I still hadn't gathered enough information I needed.
Just then, a knock at the door broke the silence. I immediately shut my laptop, so I wouldn't get caught early with my silly plans.
"Come in," I called out, trying to sound calm.
The door opened almost immediately, and Marcello walked in, a smirk on his face. Why the heck would he come into my room?
"Marcello, you shouldn't just walk in like that," I said, trying to sound stern. "What if I was naked?"
Marcello rolled his eyes, his smirk growing wider. "There's nothing new about seeing a woman's body, Isabella."
I scrunched up my face, feeling a surge of irritation. "You're such a pervert."
Marcello shrugged, his eyes drifting to my laptop, I knew they were both so smart.
"Why did you shut your laptop so quickly?" he asked, his voice tinged with curiosity.
