TEASING HER

He doesn't like the thought of her close to Andreas; his boss needed a powerful family like the Crispinos.

Walking towards him, boss Andreas, we have to leave. Dante's voice echoed, not before glaring at Isabella.

What's your deal? Isabella murmured. She wondered why he was always trying to be mean to her. Ignoring Dante, my regards to Nana; he scrunched to her height before he gave her a smile, making Isabella ball her fist. Andreas chuckled, I am not trying to get on your toes; I just sincerely want to thank her for the walnut cake. It tastes amazing.

Isabella stood in defense in case he had any other ulterior motives. Well, just stay away from my nana, or I will make your life a living hell. Andreas smiled at her actions; he had to admit he loves the way she stands up for her Nana. She must be someone special to her. Who was he kidding? It's her grandmother.

Isabella! A voice called out. Looking back, she was faced with Mateo and Camila, who strode closer to them. Putting Isabella behind him, he stood in front of Andreas. Who are you, and why are you trying to bully her?

Bully? Andreas asked, smirking, if we were to look at it, she's the one bullying me, while Camila swooned, gawking at his beauty. Noticing her actions, Isabella hit her, whispering, Don't make it so obvious he's handsome, she scolded.

Having overheard her, Andreas felt a slight rumble of joy in his tummy, deciding to tease her further: Do you call that a whisper? And let your friend swoon. It's not every day you get to see a handsome guy in front of you, he bragged. Both Dante and Isabella rolled their eyes subconsciously, which didn't pass the notice of Andreas. Both of you have a way of getting on my nerves, he scoffed.

Can you stay away from my face? His chilling voice clapped back at Mateo, I will only leave if you answer my question. Isabella tried holding Mateo, but he wasn't having any of it.

Noticing the tension between them, Isabella got in between their midst, holding on to Mateo. It's alright, Mateo; she tried getting him away from Andreas. She knew he was a dangerous man. Soon, it began to draw the attention of the other guys staring at them. Andreas felt amused; he heard about the men protecting her.

He wants to be the one protecting her, not them. He chuckled at his thought; surprisingly, he wasn't angry that he felt that way.

The huge men groaned angrily. Did he just chuckle at us? One of the men spoke; Isabella tried butting in but was cut off by one of the men. We said, Who are you? His deep voice echoed with Andreas staring at him nonchalantly, like he was talking to the air, which made him angry. Dante moved closer to his boss, ready to shoot if they made any wrong move.

Using her body to shield him, Isabella stayed in front of him with her part-brown wavy hair falling on his nose. Inhaling her scent, he smirked; he had found a new scent. Stay back. Her voice soft, making Andreas wonder if it wasn't the girl who was arguing with him earlier. He scoffed, being partial, I see. He whispered in her ear; she got startled by the closeness of his mouth on her ear, making her jump. Her reaction made Andreas smirk. Your voice was high when speaking to me, like you swallowed a speaker, but now it's as meek as a dove, he teased.

Are you kidding me? This is not the time to joke, she retorted. They will hurt you if you aren't careful.

Trust me, senorita, they can't harm me, and why do you care?

What the hell is the boss doing? Isn't he supposed to get out of there? His trusted men, apart from Dante, watched from afar at the drama unfolding. Dave's eyes widen; is he flirting? In front of danger, those men look like wrestling champions. I guess he really wants a blow to the face, he laughed. The two men watched from afar, and they must admit this is the first time they are seeing their boss like this.

Lost in their own world while staring into each other's eyes, Isabella felt her heart quicken, and Andreas surprisingly didn't want it to end; he could stare into her eyes forever. Camila cleared her throat, bringing them back to reality.

Both of them stared at the men who were looking at them in amusement. For someone who wants to get beaten up, he still has time to flirt with their sister. Looking at their banter, they assume he is no threat, but no one gets too close to their Isabella. Dragging her away from his front, Jacob, one of the huge men, walked towards him, pushing him with one hand. Stay away from her, got it?

And if I don't? Andreas retorted!

Is that how you treat someone who saved your sister's life? Nana spoke out, making them turn to her direction. When did you get here, Nana? Isabella ran towards her, holding her hands. You shouldn't be out; it will get cold soon.

Save her? Jacob drew their attention back to him. Nana smiled at Dante, recognizing his face.I guess he is your boss, isn't he? With Nana giving Andreas the warmest smile. Nodding his head, not knowing how to reply to her but saving her, he technically did not leave her at the crossfire between his men, but his main goal was to kidnap her. He chuckled. Did he just become a hero instead of a villain? He should threaten Isabella more. He smirked.

His smirking was cut short by Isabella's glaring eyes. Did this little lady just glare at him? I will get back at her. Nana walked towards him, holding his hands in hers. Thank you, kind sir, for saving my Isabella. Now boys, apologize to this kind sir. The huge five men, apart from Mateo, grunted before murmuring their apologies.

Andreas smiled. Yes, sure, it's an honor saving your granddaughter. I mean, I risked my life saving her. I was so worried I could hardly sleep when she was unconscious, and then I tended to her all night till she got better.

Dante's and Isabella's mouths were wide agape. What the heck? His boss was definitely the better liar.

Would you like to come in for a cup of tea? No, Nana, I am sure he has an important place to be.

I wasn't speaking to you, Isabella; the old granny cut her short, which made Isabella pout.

Andreas felt like he was in a dilemma, which he hadn't felt in a while. Should he enter or not? He thought.