Bella Rossi Novels & Stories

One is a freelancer with no social media presence—interesting, but no familyl connections I can find. And one... one is perfect. Almost too perfect. Maya Rossi. Daughter of Antonio Rossi. Twenty-eight years old. Head of Media Relations for the Cape Town Falcons hockey team. Which is owned by the Rossi family. My blood runs cold. I click through to her professional photos. Dark hair pulled back severely. Sharp, intelligent eyes. Beautiful in that controlled, untouchable way. It could be her. The bone structure is right. But in these photos, she looks nothing like my Stella—all ice where Stella was fire, all armor where Stella was vulnerability.

isabella thought. "I need to do something fast before i lose myself" Isabella Mumbled She pick her phone, slide the latest Android she's using (Isabella is a sophisticated woman,she loved using latest model things ) She Dial a contact on her phone Drrr""""""Drr"""""""" The phone rings and the receiver pick the call "Let meet at the usual place,i have a Better proposal for for you" "Alright" the receiver said She Change the top she is putting on to something else

But really, I was picturing her face as Amelia's. "No, Sandro. This is called BBL. Do you like them now? I wanted it much bigger since I know your preference; big boobs and perky nipples. Here are they, touch them." A frown replaced the smile on her face when I didn't reply her and focused on sipping the wine in my hand. "Don't you like them, Sandro?" Rosalie pouted, "why aren't you responding? Don't you like them? Look at them, my tits are perky, just the way you like it."

Bella Chapter 18 Next day again she went to meet Rudra just to convince him. No one stopped her entering lift… it was strange because when she came last time she was almost fainted waiting in reception! She just went on secretarial team was pretending so busy in their own work. All ignored her presence. And surprisingly Rudra’s personal assistant was also not seen near. She was happy that she passed the corridor. Knocked his cabin…. “Yes come in! “ Sweet and gentle voice came from inside somewhat Maya was surprised to hear this sweet voice! ‘This demon speak so politely! She questioned herself!! He will loos patience once he see my face.’

Ruthless, dangerous, and untouchable. Tonight, she would meet him for the first time. But not as Isla Romano. Bella Caruso. That was the name she had chosen. The identity she had carefully crafted. She had spent years preparing—changing her appearance, erasing any trace of her past, learning how to blend into the world of men like Dante DeLuca. And now, she was here.

she sat at the back of the limousine and Alexis joined her. ***************** They stopped at a big organization, made with glass and STARFORCE was boldly written on it. that alighted from the limousine and the reporters began to murmur. ** wow she look so beautiful ** finally the summers now have a female dancer and vocalist among them. ** woah!! dream look so hot as ever, our forever best rapper. ** Alexis and branny you look super handsome, love you our main vocalist" the reporters and crazy fans kept screaming. " Their screaming are really annoying" Nicki muttered walking into the main building

Bella Risa smiled wryly: "Ha ha it was a bit cold at that time, thank you for letting me sleep." Raph Conrad was still staring at her, Bella Risa saw him like that and said confusedly, "Is something wrong." Raph Conrad 's voice was still a little hoarse: "What's wrong with your face?" Bella Risa : "What's wrong with my face?" She touched her face with her hand, it seemed that something was raised and slightly itchy. Bella Risa: "Must have been bitten by a mosquito, my skin is sensitive. But since there are a lot of mosquitoes here, I don't bring any anti-mosquito cream."

‘True love’ what many would think, but the man Andy is with was once abandoned a family for a leech. Lissie retracted her gazes, ended Colton's reg stares with her aloof, nonchalant look. She did not care about his appearance, she wasn't even bothered by his grand entrance. “Greatest thanks to all the people out there who are supporting my fashion and clothing line Bella & Co. I assure you that more quality designs and services are to come!” The woman asserted with a sweet smile, making the crowd cheer for her. Louis Brown awaits Bellissima Victoryn offstage. A huge smile on his face, crossing his arms whilst holding back himself not to draw any attention between the two. However, there are

Though it's not like Bella's hands were clean. Nevertheless, Bianchi's body count was far bigger than Isabella Moretti's-- or rather, Bella Ryan's. Months after she had moved to America, the woman made the decision to change her name. She did not want people linking her to her past, as it only takes them a short amount of time to connect the dots and conclude that she was the survivor in the well-known massacre that happened 13 years ago in Italy. Now she was known as Bella Ryan, an assassin who had an alias: Red. "Who now?" She asked, impatient as she waited for him to elaborate.

I asked doubtfully. "You're quite beautiful; I'm sure that's a possibility," Jaden said without hesitation. So ... I have to be the seductive woman who has to ensnare the Italian mafia boss?