Belle took a cab to her secret apartment and walked to the parking lot where tons of sportbikes and cars were standing. She did not waste her time and jump on BMW S 1000 RR, which was her favorite. After checking her backpack for necessary items, Belle rode the bike to the airport.
After 20 minutes, she arrived at the airport and saw a man was walking back and forth with scorn on his face.
"Luca," Belle called with a bright smile on her face.
"Belle, thank God you are here!" Luca ran to Belle and squeezed her in a warm hug.
"How have you been, Luca?" Belle asked looking at the well-built man.
"You can see - I am all good and perfect." Luca opened his arms wide.
"I can see that my little one has grown up." Belle patted his back with a proud smile.
"We should get going now. Others might go crazy if we did not reach there on time." Belle and Luca laughed and hoped up on the bike.
"You are still the same, Belle," Luca said with a shake of the head.
Belle did not reply to him and wore her helmet. She then rides the bike at a speed of 250. Belle stopped when then they arrived at the outskirts and walked into an abundant factory. Sounds of laughing and wheezing were echoing from inside.
"Guys, we are here." Belle yelled to her friends, her right arm wrapped around Luca's shoulder.
"God, Luca, the little boy has turned into a fine man." All the members yelled in unison. One by one they all hugged Luca and Belle.
"Belle, I have great news for you." Henry, one of the guy with a lazy look said with a yawn.
"I am listening." Belle slouch down on the couch. Her face was beaming with excitement.
"Bellamy and Tod have bought tickets for Moscow. They will leave the country next week." Henry said. Everyone turned their attention to Belle.
"What are you going to do now? Your family will ask you to marry that businessman." Alexis, one of the blonde girl said.
"That's what I want." Belle casually grabs the bowl of popcorn from the table.
"You mean, you will marry Alaric blithely?" Luca sat beside Belle and asked with a confused look.
"Yes." Belle stretched her arms upwards with a look of satisfaction.
"Carter, did you bring Nelson?" Belle asked the man opposite her. His eyes twinkled.
"Of course, I have tied him in the left corner room." Carter said and jumped up from his seat.
"Come on guys, let's have some fun." Belle smiled and followed Carter.
They all went to a cold room. A young man was tied to a chair. When he heard the sound of the door, he looked up to see Belle with a devilish smile on her face.
"Annabelle Smith, you will regret bringing me here." Nelson gritted his teeth.
"Aww, my dear Nelson, don't you love me anymore?" Belle squatted down to his level and asked in a soft voice.
"Bitch!" Nelson turned his face away with a sneer.
"Why were you stalking me?" Belle asked. Her voice was now filled with malice.
"It is none of your business." Nelson refused to answer.
"You were stalking me for last month, and now you are saying it is not fucking my business," Belle yelled and kicked the chair.
"Nelson, don't make me repeat my words thrice." Belle grabbed a fistful of his hair.
"You killed one of the members of the star night gang." Nelson gnashed his teeth.
"Star night gang?" Belle looked at her friends in confusion.
"The one who stole your precious bunny, and you hit him with a champagne bottle," Ezra said after thinking for a second.
"That was a gift from my sensei." Belle looked down at Nelson.
"Your gang member broke the chain of my bunny." Belle pulled his head. She swiftly lifts her right leg in the air and hit Nelson on his jaw with her knee. Nelson winced in pain and was unable to move his jaw. Blood streamed down from his mouth.
"Belle, calm down. You will end up killing him." Luca pulled Belle to his side.
"Hazel, can you please stitch his jaw?" Carter asked the girl with black hair.
"Ok." Hazel nodded her head and started doing her job.
"Mac, keep on tracking those two assholes." Belle removed the dust from her pants and walked out.
She walked upstairs and entered a room. There was a table in the middle and was surrounded by piles of papers. On the table, there was a model of a building. Belle trailed her fingers on the model and let out an exhausted sigh. The ringing of her phone brought her out of a trance.
"Sensei," Belle called out in a small voice.
"Are you giving up this early little rabbit?" She heard the husky voice of a man and felt relaxed.
"Not at all. I will complete my task and return to Italy soon." Belle said with a smile.
"Take your time. And Luca told me about your plan. Are you sure about it?" Sensei asked with a hint of displeasure.
"Yes, Sensei. I can complete the task with his help." Belle twirls the globe on her table.
"But you know he is dangerous." Sensei was worried for her.
"Don't worry, he would not dare to harm me," Belle smirked
"I believe you," Sensei said and cut the call with a faint smile on his lips.
Belle put back her phone in her coat's pocket. She then bid goodbye to her friends and let for Smiths' villa.
She entered the house with a sweet smile. Her eyes were pure with innocence filled in them. Belle saw her mother happily running into the villa and ordering the maids.
"Mom, is there going to be an event in the house?" Belle asked in a soft voice.
"Yes darling, we have decided to hold the wedding ceremony next week." Mrs Smith said with a bright smile. Belle only nodded her head and headed upstairs with a hidden mischievous smile.
"Annabelle Smith, next week is your marriage and you will be a married woman, only for a week." Belle locked the door of her room and swirled around, laughing like a crazy woman.
Time passed in a trick. It was the week of marriage when the nation's husband was going to get married. Words passed like fire. Girls from high society were envious of the bride. Bellamy was known as a bitch in the upper class but, no one dared to offend her, afraid of the consequences. As the chaos in the whole of New York City, the Smith mansion was also in chaos, not because of the marriage, but because of the hard news in the morning. Bellamy hadn't returned home since she left before meeting Alaric. "Mom, what is happening?" Belle walked downstairs, rubbing her eyes. She heard the morning commotion that disturbed her sleep. "Bellamy is out of reach. No one knows about her whereabouts. I should have locked her. If she did not return by evening, we Smiths will lose our face in front of the whole city." Mrs Smith covered her face and shook her head in guilt. "Mom, why don't we ask Tod? He must be aware of where she is." Belle suggested thoughtfully. "Were you aware of their hi
In a spacious and beautiful garden, classical music was playing. Officials, Business tycoons and celebrities gathered there to witness the marriage between the grandchildren of the two most influential families. In a corner, John rubbed his palms and looked anxious. He was afraid of what Paul would say after knowing what her good-for-nothing granddaughter had done. "Old man, today we are finally going to strengthen our bond." A bright smile was plastered on Paul's wrinkled face. "There is something I want to tell you." John let out a shaky breath. "What is it, old man? Why do you look so depressed?" Paul frowned when he noticed the trembling hands of his friend. "Come with me." John leads Paul into the bridal room, where Nora and Belle were waiting for John. "I am sorry, Paul. Bellamy ran away with her boyfriend." John did not beat around the bushes and directly told the problem. "Did you know that she had a boyfriend?" Paul asked John with disappointment. "Yes, but I wanted
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"Belle!" Before anyone could comprehend what was going on, Belle's friends exclaimed in unison. They all rushed towards her. "Let me carry her to room." Alaric now understands what his grandfather had done. He then picked up Belle from Carter's lap and took long strides towards the Walker mansion. "Gabriel, call the doctor," Alaric said as he laid Belle on the bed. "No need. I am her doctor." Hazel pushed Alaric with a glare and checked the vitals of Belle. "Aunty, did she have breakfast?" Hazel asked Nora with a frown. "She only had a glass of juice." Nora held Belle's hand and sighed. "Which juice?" Hazel brought a small first aid kit, which she always carries in her bag. She then filled the injection with a transparent liquid. "Apple juice." Nora looks confused. It was the first time Belle had taken apple juice for breakfast. "Hell! Don't you know Belle is allergic to apples? We shouldn't allow her to stay here." Luca yelled with a heavy breath. They all were careful when
In the middle of the night, a pair of predator's dark pitch eyes were boring holes in the soul of the stirring woman on the bed. Alaric took his time to examine Belle. "Why is it so dark?" Belle murmured. Her voice was a bit raspy. She gathered all her strength to move her aching back from the bed. "Annabelle Smith, welcome to the world of darkness." Alaric clicked the red button from the table, and the whole room lit up with bright light. Belle instantly became weary of his presence. His dark chuckle was scary enough to make one shudder. "What do you mean?" Belle bumped her brows together. Shouldn't he ask about her health instead of showing his sly smirk? Belle thought in her mind. Alaric did not answer her question and walked to where Belle was struggling. He put his hands on either side of Belle's pillow and inched closer to her face. His warm breath fanning across her neck sent tickles down her spine. "Dear wifey, if you are not mistaken, today is our wedding night. Shouldn't
Belle yawned and stretched her sore arms. She looked around the room to find any traces of the Demon, but Alaric was nowhere to be seen. "Good that he is not here." Belle tied her hair into a bun and wore her glasses. She then walked to the bathroom to get ready. Belle opened the door of the walk-in closet to choose her outfit and was astonished by different dresses. They were all of Bellamy's taste. "Mom should have changed all this. She is well aware I hate these revealing dresses." Belle grumbled. Just then her eyes caught the sight of Alaric's clothes. She smirked and picked out a set of grey sweatshirts and pants. "This will do." Belle removed the brown robe from her milky white body and stepped into Alaric's clothes. What she doesn't know, was that she had unknowingly wore the Demon's favourite dress. It was a gift from his deceased grandmother. "Who gave you the permission to wear my clothes?" Belle was drying her hair when Alaric entered the r
Belle's POV "Hazel, can you bring a set of fresh clothes on your way to Walkers' Mansion?" I typed to my friend and slumped on the sofa. A deep, exhausted sigh left my lips. That jerk Alaric, what does he think of himself? Shit! I fucked up last night. I shouldn't have put those terms. Now how am I going to get that precious land? "Ma'am, your family is here." I was grumbling when the young maid comes to me and inform me about mom and grandpa's arrival. I spurred from the couch and ran to the door. "Mom, Grandpa." I hugged them both. I feel at ease now. Mom must be worried about me, and I know she would blame herself. "Sorry, Belle. I failed to be a good mother." Mom held my hands as tears fell from her eyes. "It is not your fault, mom. I should have told you earlier." God! I hate seeing mom in tears. "Enough! Now my darling is fine. Don't dwell on past." Grandpa scolded mom and winked at me. "Wait!" As I was a
Author's POV "Sir, due to your marriage, we delayed our meeting with Mr Charles, and it is scheduled today in the afternoon." Gabriel said while parking the car in the basement of the W.Y Co. "What about the project his secretory submitted to us last month?" Alaric rubbed the space between his eyebrows. "I have checked it thrice, and it is a good proposal. It is more advantageous for our company. It seems like Mr Charles is doing his best to gain your trust and support." Gabriel smiled a the foolishness of Charles. "What about the site in Philadelphia?" Alaric asked with a smirk. No investor was ready to invest in the project of Philadelphia because Philadelphia was known as the land of terror. But Charles had unknowingly jumped into the fire of Hades. "We only need an investor. As for other matters, they are cleared." Gabriel as they walked out of the private elevator. "Send the project files to my office also I