Alessandra Ambrosio Net Worth Novels & Stories

The specific kind of beauty that came from generations of wealth and absolutely no apologies. “Nyx Zelene,” the woman said, extending a hand that held enough diamonds to ransom a small country. “I’m Alessia Moretti. I wanted to see for myself what all the fuss was about.” Nyx recognized the name immediately. Moretti family. Old money. Connected to three different crime organizations while maintaining complete legitimacy. The kind of woman who existed in the spaces between worlds because both worlds belonged to her. She shook the hand without smiling. “I wasn’t aware I was being discussed,” Nyx replied.

The fabric shimmered like liquid fire under the boutique lights. Isadora’s breath caught. “Wow…” Alessio looked at her. “Do you like it?” Isadora nodded, a wide, genuine smile breaking across her face. “It’s beautiful. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” “How much?” Alessio asked the assistant. “Ninety-five thousand dollars, sir,” the lady hurriedly replied, but softly. “Swipe it,” Alessio said, handing over the card. Isadora’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. She grabbed his arm. “No! Sir, no! That… that is too much! It’s just a dress!”

We'd been apart for only a few hours, but after the incident with Sophia Winters, I found myself craving my mate's presence more than usual. "Dominic has personally pledged significant resources," Charles continued, shooting me a look that said he knew I wasn't fully present. My phone vibrated in my pocket. I excused myself and stepped away from the table to answer. "Alpha," Felix's voice came through clearly. "I have the information you requested about Miss Chase's donation to the charity auction." "Go ahead." "She's contributing several limited edition prints from her private collection, valued at approximately one million dollars." I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face. Amb

ALESSANDRO I listened or at least tried to as Mr. Rossi went into stories about his business and how it grew to what it is now. Rossi is the CEO of the most successful jewelry company in Milan. His rags-to-riches story is one I could recite word for word, given how many times I’ve heard it. So has everyone else in the business world. He’s a good and respectable man, which is why I try my best to pay attention, but my mind was elsewhere—particularly on someone.

Elena at charity galas where tickets cost a million dollars each. "This can't be right," Marcus whispered. "She was nobody. A waitress working at some dive bar. I saved her from that life." "You didn't save her from anything. She was hiding." Frank pointed to a document. "See this? Her personal net worth is estimated at forty-seven billion dollars. Billion, with a B. She owns companies you've probably never heard of. Art worth hundreds of millions. Real estate on three continents." Marcus's vision swam. "No. No, this is wrong. I would have known. Someone would have told me."

She’d been getting this habit of organizing a pity party for her. Okay, she was through saying that he was utterly gorgeous, a lot more handsome than the real princes she saw on movies and on TV. Now, let’s go to his other attributes which made him more attractive to some women: Ambert was uber-rich, a young billionaire, his family being one of the richest in the country. They owned A & D Group, one of the biggest conglomerates here in the Philippines. A being his father Alfred and D for his mother, Divine. Alfred was already eighty-six years old, he married late at fifty two because he was busy making all his enterprises successful. Alfred was sixteen years older than Divine. They had three

I knew him because we always bumped into each other at every business conference since we both lived in the same world. And we were both always present at every bachelor’s party. We used to go hunting for some long legs all the time. I was grinning as I went up the stage. Alessandra was looking magnificent. She’s worth more than a half million, I thought. I quickly led her out of the stage, not giving any seconds for the men to ogle her. Our fingers intertwined as we walked closer to where Carlos. He looked disgruntled.

She had after all baited him into sleeping with her for a huge amount of money, not to talk of the property whose value was even more expensive than the money. It was a typical Ava move, to manipulate and take. Yet last night had pissed him off more than he had ever been in his life. Had he started to think differently of her? Or had... "Sir, our stocks are rising again, and fans are starting to demand the return of Ms. Wilson as the company ambassador. Our products which were boycotted have been sold out." Alessandro returned his mind to his secretary standing before him, his fingers drumming against the desk. "What did you say?"

I folded my arms and waited for her to continue, and when she saw that I wasn't letting this go, she gave in with a quiet sigh. "Her name was Alessia Marino,” she said. “She came from a very powerful family which is tied to some old Sicilian bloodlines, if anyone still believes in that sort of thing. She was beautiful, elegant, and so hot I think she contributed significantly to global warming just by existing. She was the kind of woman you'd see on the cover of a fashion magazine, and she was smart too. And im not talking book smart. I’m talking street smarts, like she was the kind of woman who could walk into a room full of politicians and gangsters and have them eating out of her hand in

The stunning beauty stepped closer, "Get your hands off of her now." "Mind your business," Cristina snapped, stepping away from me and facing the newcomer. The girl shrugged nonchalantly, "I would...if you two weren't blocking the bathroom." That voice. Recognition slammed me in the face when I realized who I was staring at. Tall, poised, with effortlessly stylish hair and cheekbones that could cut glass. Those trademark large brown eyes sold me off, and I gasped. It was her! The girl from the magazine covers. The face on billboards. It was Alessia Hart, the internationally-known model who was in a current partnership with Victoria Secrets.