THE AUCTION PARTY

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.