~Victor POV~
I found myself in a tough spot as Angie was playing a game with Isabella by pretending she was coming out of my room as if we had just had s*x. It didn't help that I was shirtless, with my pajama pants loosely hanging down to my hips. Though my intentions were to mentally f**k with Isabella, I hated that Angie took it upon herself to do it, which was a big departure from Angie's passive nature. Now I found myself having to play along. Angie suggestively rubbed her finger down my chin and onto my chest.
Isabella stood three feet away from us looking like she was about to shoot us dead, which confirmed my prior decision of taking her gun away from her was a good one, although I doubt she had realized that she no longer had it. As she just stood there seething, I pulled the abs
