Bella Edward House Novels & Stories

“Where are you living for this period?” Emma sighed, looked out through the window glass. “In Edward’s mother’s house.” “Edward’s mother?” Elena squeezed one eye. Emma nodded. “Yeah, Edward bought that house to remind him about his late mother. All the designs and rooms were inspired by his mother’s dream about a mansion.” Elena wiggled her head as she heard it. “With Edward?” Emma shook her head. “No. He prefers to stay in a studio building house or he gets back to his apartment.”

With a final nod and a polite thank you, Bella and her family were shown to their accommodation. Bella was led to a stunning room in Reid Carter's villa, and the moment she stepped inside, she couldn't help but be awed by its elegance and charm. The room was adorned with tasteful decorations, boasting a breathtaking view of the azure sea just beyond the windows. The warm Mediterranean breeze wafted through, carrying with it the scent of the sea, creating a tranquil ambiance that was nothing short of idyllic.

When Ellena finished packing her things and went out, Edward's men took over her suitcase and went into the elevator. Ellena turned to Edward and asked, "Don't you live on the other side of mine?" Edward glanced at her and said calmly, "It's too small. It's not enough for us." Ellena pursed her lips and had nothing to say. This high-end neighborhood was full of duplex buildings. They were not small at all. Moreover, Edward had only moved here for a short time. He wanted to change his house again. Perhaps rich people were all like this. The car finally stopped in front of a villa.

Bella hadn't realized that they had driven in to a compound already, a very small building, not exactly very small, a one storey building that lid before her eyes, it was magnificent from the outside, white in colour except for the panes that were a mixture of pink and purple, exactly her favourite colour and dream house that she had always wanted to live in , it was more like a fairy doll's house, and she wondered why exactly they were there until Kevin ushered her out asking her to join him in. Bella had thought in her head that maybe he was just here to show her something or to pick up something, but she was really surprised to see her photo frames that she had kept in her room, in his ho

“When are you going to leave my house? Why don’t you go home? Your house has plenty of things for entertainment.” Bella had visited Levi’s house once. It wasn’t just a house; it was a large mansion with many rooms designed to meet the owner's entertainment needs. But she had never seen anyone else in that mansion except Levi. Even though Bella was the daughter of Mr. James William and married to a company director, she never imagined owning such a large mansion. Levi raised his eyebrows, looking pitifully at her, "I don't know, maybe when I get bored, I'll leave. I feel very lonely at home alone. Could it be that you cruelly chased me back to the place where I felt lonely?"

Alex. The moving truck pulled up to our new house on a crisp Saturday morning, and I watched Bella's face light up with excitement as she took in the Victorian mansion we'd purchased together. The house was everything we'd wanted—historic charm with modern updates, six bedrooms, a library with floor-to-ceiling shelves that had sold me immediately, a studio space with perfect natural light for Nick's photography, and a sunroom that Bella had already claimed as her painting studio. The wraparound porch and mature oak trees in the yard made it feel like a home, not just a house. It felt like possibility, like future, like the beginning of something permanent and beautiful.

Leah could see in Bella's eyes that Bella was rude, and she smiled at Bella. "Okay, I do not need anything as of now, As I can see that room is clean and well-furnished. And if I need anything else. I will call you and let you know," Bella said. And Leah finally responded, "Okay, Miss Bella ." "You can leave now," Bella dismissed Leah, as she wanted to rest on the exquisite bed. As they had traveled on time from their mansion that was farther away from the Emerson Estate, and she stripped off her blue gown, she walked into the bathroom to prepare her bath too.

"Eleanor, no need to put on airs. I've done my homework, Edward Mechanics' stock has tanked, and all those factories your dad owned are cutting jobs." He reached for my arm, but I sidestepped him. "Bruce, are you keeping tabs on me?" "Keeping tabs?" His grin widened, "Eleanor, it's the other way around. You knew I'd be here today, so here you are." He gestured toward the designer boutique behind him. "Isn't this your all-time favorite shop? I asked Bella to come today to pick out some honeymoon outfits for you. I had no idea you'd show up too."

This was not something that went down with him. “‘What do you think you are doing? Get into that room pick up every trash item you named belongings and leave”’ Belle chewed her gum loudly and walked around with the bikini for a dress. “‘Mr. Edward, I know this is a difficult situation, and I sincerely apologize. My daughter has some issues back home and I would like to propose a compromise. If she can work here for a little while then I think it is good. You won't have to pay her and she will use one of the rooms, I can tell you she will be bored soon and leave on her own accord.

I asked curiously. "Welcome to the storage room where all the furniture and various things Madam Amelia doesn't like but refuses to let someone drive out to a dump. She continues to load up this room as new furniture is shipped in from who-knows-where." Oh, that's nice. I wondered if she let anyone leave the mansion, aside my from parents possible assassin, that is. And without a computer or a phone, how did she get things shipped in? "Oh, what do we have to do here?" I asked after a brief coughing fit from inhaling the smoke.