บท 213: Appeasing a Princess

Isabella was pouting while laying on her stomach. She was resting on her bed impatiently, waiting for her brother to bring her flowers in recompense for his earlier misdeeds. Though for whatever reason he had flown out to Mexico City to purchase them, he was, in her honest opinion, taking far too long. And thus she had decided to bug him.

Around the rest of the cartel, Isabella put up the front of a sadistic bitch, but around her elder half-brother she acted like an adorable little sister, one that he couldn't help but spoil. In truth, her actual personality was neither of these two things, but she had never revealed her actual face to anyone before.

Angel was obviously pissed off about something, because he quickly snapped at the girl for her, interrupting his brooding time.

"God fucking dammit Isabella! I'm working on it! But It's going to be awhile before I can fly back to the compound. For fuck's sake, can't you be more patient?"