Novel & Cerita Arabella Novel

“I find it deeply reassuring, personally.” “Why reassuring?” Arabella considered the question, turning it over honestly before answering. “Because for weeks I’ve watched you be extraordinary at absolutely everything—running board meetings, defending me from my mother, unraveling seventy-year-old family mysteries, being unbearably composed under pressure that would flatten most people. It’s nice,” she said, “to discover you’re just a person underneath all that. Someone who can lose spectacularly at cards and be genuinely annoyed about it, like anyone else would be.”

After that I walked downstairs, that was when I saw him. Sebastian was standing in the living room. He had his jaw clenched and his body was really stiff. A woman was standing next to him. This woman looked a lot like Sebastian but she appeared older than him. Could that be his mother? I walked towards them slowly. "Good evening,” I said in a quiet voice. “My name is Zara. You're son’s wi…" I did not finish. She did not even look at me properly before she turned to Sebastian. “This is what you married? What is she? What credentials does she have? She’s a nobody. And Elena? What about Elena?”

Creech! The car screeched out as it drove out speedingly on a snowy night. As if noticing someone was amiss the owner of the car came out a second late but it was too late the car was already gone, and only his yelling was heard accompanied by the pursuit of another car. Amelia felt her heart about to be removed from her chest as she stared at the man who had disappeared for years. It felt so unreal like he was a fake but the things that happened made her more confused and felt like she was in a dream.

“How are you?” Ara hesitated, caught off guard. This was the same girl who had stormed out of the Madrid mansion in a rage that very morning, slamming doors behind her. Yet here she stood, radiating artificial cheer. Something felt deeply off—like the calm before a calculated strike. Ara searched Crissy’s eyes, wondering what hidden motive lay behind the sudden friendliness.

But how was he to hold back when she had parted her legs so eagerly, her hips moving hungrily, begging for more. The way her body had pressed against him, the way she’d come undone time and again with his name on her lips, it was intoxicating, a vision burned into his mind. This was part of his plan, yet it was more than that now. Arabella was a drug, addictive and all-consuming. Not the kind of woman one tired of after a single taste, but one who hooked a man, leaving him craving more with every touch. *Gods, I want her again,* he thought, the need pulsing through him.

Arabella: Javier Ramirez was the kind of man you didn't want showing up at your doorstep because when he did, it meant trouble. I was in trouble. I'd taken money from him. It was a desperate, reckless decision that kept me afloat. If he was here now, it meant a year had already passed and he was here to get back his money. "Won't you let me in, amor?" He asked smoothly, his thick Spanish accent unmistakable. His voice was laced with something that sent a shiver down my spine.

“Everything” Despite the calmness of his voice, there was a dark undercurrent of regret, bewilderment, and a fresh fear. Because whatever Arabella had planned... She didn't return to share memories. — That night, Arabella entered her new office, a private suite under the ARA Systems brand in a high-rise co-working building overlooking the Hudson River. It was clean, simple, and packed with technology that she had assisted in designing. With her legs crossed and her eyes wide with amazement at all the lights, Sophie sat on a tiny couch with picture books.

She picked up her novel and left for her room. "Where were you!" Arabella demanded once she saw her twin. "With Grandma, why?" Arabella stared at Aurora's neck and couldn't see the necklace, she stared at her hands and didn't see it. She saw the novel. "Can I see that?" Arabella requested and Aurora gave her the book immediately. Checking it, she didn't see the necklace and gave the novel back to Aurora. "Did grandma tell you anything?" "Nope, she didn't." Aurora answered going to the other side of the bed, since they shared the Queen size bed, and sit down to continue reading her novel.

Because of her thoughts, she didn’t notice Lala was already standing in front of her. Arabella put up a smile to acknowledge her. “I'm good, thanks.” Then she answered politely. 'Mrs. Sky?' She was back to her thoughts. ‘And so, she knew that I am Mrs. Sky but she still had the audacity to flirt with Mr. Sky.” She shook her head again. What was she thinking? Why she was so upset with Lala and Bill? It was not like her first-time seeing Bill with another woman. Arabella reclined her seat and joined Adam to sleep. She had to sleep or she would go crazy with her unstoppable thoughts. She had to clear her mind. She had to focus on making her choices as what Eric said.

Jesse surrender her hands She relaxed a bit before clearing her throat "I dont wanna be your friend" She said before making attempts to leave "At least tell me your name" Jesse said "No need to know" Bella sighs before walking, she stopped and looked back once more "I dont know when next I'll come here but I promise to come visit when I clock eighteen mom, dad" She thought then her eyes moved to Jesse who posed like she wanna snap a picture smiling at her "My name is Arabella" Ana said Jesse jumped up happily before going to her