Bella Edward House Novels & Stories

She leafed through the pages and smiled. “Anything interesting?” “Sounds very grand, and very me.” “And this place isn’t?” Marianne asked in mock puzzlement as her eyes swept the room—a dismal throwback to the seventies. “Okay, let’s hear it.” Claire cleared her throat and read aloud. “A select development of one, two, and three-bedroom apartments by Charterhouse Properties. Set in thirty acres of parkland, the restoration of the former Belle Vue Manor Estate combines the elegance and exquisite proportion of its Victorian heritage with the convenience and comforts expected in the modern age.”

Her security detail lingered nearby while Eden showed the estate agent around the house. "Oh, how quaint," Bev kept gushing over every little thing she'd done with the house, from her clawfoot tub to the coastal theme in the living room and the farmhouse kitchen. At one point, she even suggested she should throw in the furniture too. But Eden nicely refused. She'd give up everything but Grammy's furniture.

she signed gently, placing her novel down on the side table. Bella lived in a vast mansion with her father a home so large it could swallow an entire neighborhood. She was the second richest teen in her school, yet she never acted like it. She was humble enough to sit with anyone, even the poorest kids in class. Her kindness drew people to her, and her compassion made them stay. Her bedroom was twice the size of a three-bedroom apartment, her closet even bigger larger than her sister's and hers combined.

I stood there anxiously wondering why Bella Harvey had summoned me to her father's house. Was she trying to show me that she is rich? I pondered as I saw Elizabeth taking a look around too. Just then, the front door of the luxury white mansion unlocked and Bella stepped out, wearing a short denim jean skirt and a crisp white crop top. Her belly button was on display as she was a slim figure with small breasts and long legs. She wore a beautiful pair of white slippers that had pink cotton on the top. "Hi, welcome to my father's house," Bella said, and my gaze furrowed in disbelief at her friendly gesture.

Every penny I had saved had gone straight to Amy. The villa she lived in, her sports car, and the 30-carat ruby around her neck had all been paid for with my savings. Everything reminded me that I was no longer worthy of his love. Ms. Murphy sighed, cupping my face gently. "You do realize Wolfen Kingdom is a major city, right? You can't show up looking like this. It'd be an embarrassment to me! Come on, we're going shopping." For years, I had been drowning in Lucas' love, forgetting myself in the process.

So even though Bella bought it with a loan, she would need to earn a lot of money to fork up the down payment. There were eight of them, and they took two cars. They arrived at Bella's place shortly after. The door was pushed open, and a very luxurious Pairinian style house welcomed them. The ceiling was about fifteen feet tall, and a huge chandelier was hanging on it. It looked extravagant. It seemed like Bella wanted to tell everybody she was rich when she designed the house. The actresses were amazed by the house's layout and decorations. Bella said humbly, "I did some minor renovations, and it's really not much. I don't feel very comfortable here because there's no winter garden. The onl

Aaron got out of the car and followed, walking ahead of her into the house without saying much. The interior was spacious and cold. Everything was symmetrical, neat, and expensive—but there was no human warmth. Only neutral paintings, white marble, an unlit fireplace, and the artificial scent of lavender from an automatic diffuser. “I’ll show you to your room,” the woman said politely. Bella followed. The room was in the east wing of the house. Spacious, quiet, with windows overlooking the backyard. The bed was covered in gray linen. On the nightstand, there was already a wardrobe key and a set of casual clothes that looked brand new.

You're here for money and not for some shitty romance. I steeled myself for the work ahead. We were soon done with the tour. "Now let me show you where you'll be staying." Edward said, leading me past the swimming pool. Edward led me to a little house, just behind the mansion The house is simple and modest with just enough space for me to call it home. It's a single-story, with a small front porch. The exterior of the house is painted in a light shade of blue, giving it a warm and inviting feel.

Bella is also willing to take me there. The next day I headed to the place Mrs. Bella. It's according to my wishes. The house is minimalist, consisting of only one room and one bedroom, a living room, and a kitchen. This is enough for me. I also made transactions there. But I didn't live there straight away. I have to prepare everything to live there. So for a while, I had to stay at Mrs. Bella's while preparing for me to live in my new house. Moreover, I also take care of all ownership letters in my name.

Bella's parents were known to be wealthy but how wealthy was the question Emily had never thought about. She remembered going to some of Bella's friends birthday party but she had never seen anything like this. Her friend's house was big, well-equipped, and furnished with the latest gadgets, equipment, and materials but nothing like this. Was this why Bella felt imprisoned in this house? Who wouldn't feel imprisoned in a place like this? There was no reason to leave because the estate seemed to have just about everything in it. Emily wasn't going to be surprised if it had a church and a mosque.