Arabella Chi Age Novels & Stories

She points towards a corner, I turn around to see a little girl standing next to Cameron. "Valentino and Vincenzo's new sister" she pauses. "Arabella DeLuca" I stare at her in anger as she just gets up and leaves, not bothering for another word. I notice a envelope on the table and pick it up to see the birth certificate of Arabella, passport and all of that stuff. "Come here" I say to her as she slowly comes my way, standing infront of me. "How old are you" I ask as softly as possible. "Five" she says, holding up four fingers.

Charlotte Sanguinite POV: “You,” I breathe, rooted in place out of fear and shock. The last time I saw Arabella, she was sneering at me, a kind of viciousness in her eyes that no ten-year-old should have. When it came to her appearance, Arabella inherited our father’s dark looks, her skin a beautiful olive shade, her eyes a sharp green, and her hair black as a raven’s, falling to her waistline like a waterfall. As a child, she was cute, but as an adult, she’s gorgeous. Her cheekbones are sharp, her eyes almost catlike. She has lost all her chubbiness, her figure slims like a model’s.