Bella Rome Lesbian Romane & Geschichten

Romano wasn’t hiding. He was baiting them. Dante smirked. “Well, let’s not keep him waiting.” Rome, Italy – The Club of Shadows The underground club pulsed with energy, filled with criminals, informants, and people who thrived in the darkness. But Isabella wasn’t here to party. She was here to finish what she started. Leo spotted Matteo Romano first—sitting in a VIP booth, a drink in his hand, watching the entrance like he had been expecting them.

Autumn’s voice cracked, “For a week now, I’ve seen the same dream. A man calls me his wife. He’s cold. Dangerous. I’m terrified.” The priestess placed her hands on Autumn’s temples. “Because he was your husband… in a life you no longer remember.” The torches dimmed. Light shimmered in a glowing circle around them. Visions began to swirl like mist, and the past unfolded before their eyes. Flashback Her name had once been Bella—an omega born under a rare celestial sign, blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. It was said Bella’s soul held a power unlike any other, a divine light meant to balance darkness.

Her brows furrowed in suspicion as she asked tentatively, "Who's this?" "It's me, ma'am " The voice said in a hushed tone, "Bella." Bella? Bella from the Romero Villa? Why was she calling? Probably, because something must have happened there. Maybe news reached them that Lana had been shot and found dead in a ditch. Rina was grateful she had also gotten the services of Bella. It was not everything that happened in the house that Bella reported to Madam Vera. Some of the other juicy parts like who Damien meets up with, if they were women and even photos of him, were all delivered to Rina.

Alessia grinned wide, wicked and bright, and winked down at Isadora like she was already unwrapping her with her eyes. “And that,” Caterina continued sweetly, dragging her nails lightly down Isadora’s arm, “is Brielle. Romano’s pretty little psychopath.” Brielle giggled, flipping her long black hair over her shoulder, her teeth flashing dangerously. The girls dropped down on either side of the bed without hesitation, grinning like they had just found a new favorite toy to break. “God, she’s even prettier up close,” Alessia gasped, dragging a lazy finger along the inside of Isadora’s sticky thigh, making the poor girl twitch and whimper.

Chapter 20 Amelia "I'm getting married to Jackson and there's nothing anyone would do about it" "What do you mean?" "I have a strong hold on Rome and he's going to do whatever I want" "How did you do that?" "I don't know but I did it and it worked so there's nothing to worry about" "I support you in whatever you want to do" "Well Bella what's with the silence?" "I'm still recovering from the..." "Oh I never told you that Bella rode Sir Rome's cock today at his office"

Luca didn't say anything, he looked at me and asked "Annie are you ok, and I answered, I am ok. At work I got information about Bella and her family so I called my men to get prepared. Yes, my men, now all my father's men are under me but I have few that are my trusted men. According to the report, Bella is dating one of the underbosses who is into drugs, human trafficking, they've been dating for a long time and the guy knows about her affair with Leonardo and he is one of the two people backing Bella and her father. What is the motive of this man and Colin for backing Bella up, why did they want me dead? It is time I visit them, I will make sure I eliminate anyone who has tried to hurt me

Before she could start bashing on me, the door opened and three models made their way inside, and they were also no unknown faces to the world, Anna Belluci, Elisabetta Romani and Maria Salerno. All of them walked toward Bella, greeting her with cheek kisses, except for Anna who kissed her inviting mouth, Bella initiated more. Pulling away, Anna whispered, “What’s wrong, babe?” They were in a relationship, I didn’t know what. I thought Bella was straight and dating another model, Michele. Bella side-glanced at me, “Questa cagna è il volto della notte, finirà lo spettacolo (This bitch is face of the night, she will end the show),” I could see she knew I understood Italian, her tone expressed

I laughed leaning back in my chair She rolled her eyes, a blush creeping onto her cheeks "I'm just surprised." "So was I when I saw that you stepped forward." I smirked looking her up and down It was weird knowing that we were both gay and completely alone right now. I hadn't met anyone who was gay back home except maybe Julia, but then again I was extremely sheltered. I mean finding out that not only my roommate, but also my sexy mentor, are both lesbians at the same time was shocking. "You're awfully confident all of the sudden. Were you a big shot player back home or something?" Anna joked rolling her eyes at me

There was an undeniable tension between the two women as Elena made her way to them, the air around them charged with unspoken words. “Dante,” Elena said smoothly, her voice sweet but laced with an edge. “I see you’ve brought your little... project with you.” Isla’s jaw clenched, but she kept her expression neutral. Elena’s words weren’t lost on her. She knew exactly what kind of game Elena was playing. “Bella,” Dante said, his voice colder than before, “this is Elena Ricci. Elena, this is Bella Caruso.” Isla nodded curtly, but Elena didn’t seem interested in formalities. Her gaze flickered briefly to Isla’s face, studying her with a mixture of disdain and curiosity.

With a deadly smile, Gina was the first to break the invisible tension in the air, “isn’t it weird that all the Alphas’ are sitting in these spots while a mere omega is taking that spot?” “Gina,” Zayn called softly, as if he didn;t want to embarrass her in front of Connnor. I remained quiet because I wasn't about to lose my composure in front of this handsome, greek god looking…..no what? He is a horrible man, Bella, he tried to approach you with ill intentions. Why are you thinking about another man when your husband is present? “His mistress is here with us, and you are considering him?” My wolf sounded like she pisssed.