Noah Black's perspective

In the early morning, I was in my red Ferrari waiting for Isabella to come out of her house to go with each other to school.

I smiled widely when I spotted her shutting the door behind her. She stood in her place for a moment as if she smelled something, and I was sure that her nose and instinct directed her into my scent where I was waiting outdoors.

I hopped off the car and opened the door for her and hopefully said "my princess, please come in."

She smirked and turned her heels away while standing in the corner until the school bus arrived. She...