Novel & Cerita Bella And Carlisle

yelled Jemima's blind date. Looking at Elijah's tall and imposing figure, the man cursed under his breath and decided it was wiser for him to leave. A romantic atmosphere began to form after the hero saved the damsel in distress. Just as Elijah and Jemima were about to start a conversation, I dialed his number. I said, "Hey, didn't you want to get back together? Come see me, and I'll think about it."

Or she didn’t like me at all. She placed her bag on the table beside the couch and began taking out her notebook and her measurements while my gaze fell on her neck. She had hickeys and bite marks but not a mate mark. "Are you mated, Miss Carlotta," I asked. "No." She answered coldly. "Do you have a boyfriend?" I asked again. "Kind of?" She smiled wickedly, but she didn’t look at me as she began to scribble something on her notes. "So, did you have fun with him last night?"

Her smile softened. “right,” I said, sagging my shoulders. “All right—but only for a few hours then I’ll leave.” We arrived to a riot of color and sound. Iris dragged my sleeve the second she spotted the Ferris wheel, and Bella immediately pulled out her phone like she was documenting a rare wild animal. “Picture, let’s get pictures” she commanded. “Bella, we can get pictures later,” I said, but indulged her. Iris posed with the practiced seriousness, making every pose known to mankind.

El listened to her with a tight lip smile. Bella was still not sure about El. The woman was treating her wonderfully but still, there was something about her that always kept her on alert. She was still not sure if she can ask her for help. El was a different species. She was showing excessive interest in setting her up with different men, with her personal driver, assistant, her helpers. It had started to annoy her now. She was also doubtful because of what she saw the other day.

“Actually, I’m planning to create a foundation to help the poor.” Bella’s eyes widened in surprise. “That’s beautiful, El,” she said with a beam. “Do you need my help?” I nodded, and she sat closer, peeking at my tab. “I’m planning customized shirts and caps…” I began, when Emris walked in. “Hey, Emris,” Bella called beaming. “Elena is starting a foundation!” “That’s great news, El. Congratulations,” he said warmly. “Thank you, Emris,” I smiled back.

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Alex gets up and starts getting breakfast ready. It is 10 am since they slept in, so they have a light breakfast. They will be going to lunch with John and Elise. Elise and Bella went out yesterday to buy their dresses for the Gala. Alex cannot wait to see Bella in her dress. It is a form-fitting red dress that has a slit on the left side but not too high. Bella has always dressed conservatively. He loves that about her. She does not need to dress like all the other women out their because she is a natural beauty. She never wears too much makeup and she never exaggerates her clothing. She is classy but sensual.

Carissa thought worriedly. -//- Carissa, or what everyone knows as Bella, hasn't started working yet. Rey is still giving Carissa a chance to get used to and re-learn the world of modeling. "Bella, can we practice first?" Vena asked Carissa to practice first. "Okay," said Carissa. "The camera lens was ready to take a picture of Carissa, and Carissa started to style skillfully. For some reason, Carissa felt as if she was used to being in front of the camera. Is it possible that Carissa entered Arabella's body?

she gulped, eyes searching his amidst the sexual tension. “Exactly like what’s running in your pretty little head.” Carlisle captured her mouth in a searing kiss as he lifted her into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist instinctively. He carried her to the bedroom, their lips locked in a desperate tangle of teeth and tongues. As he laid her down on the plush comforter, Reigna reached for his belt, eager to feel his skin against hers. Carlisle allowed it this time, helping her to remove his clothing until they were both bare and pressed together from chest to toes.