Bella Rossi Novels & Stories

CATHERINE “God, those Blandini bitches just sit there and glare at us.” Bella Rossi clicked her tongue and folded her arms across her chest. She was one of many Mafia Princesses at the wedding, but so far, she was the only one who seemed genuinely friendly. Her family had been engaged in a few business projects with Hunter's father back in the day, and Hunter had been doing some business with Bella's father as well. Certainly, I would have never put my guard down around someone I had just met, but my instincts were telling me that this cute-looking girl with curly brown hair and large brown eyes was relatively safe. Besides, Fifi had known Bella before, and sh

Something tells me that it must be his mistress that he left to see. Allen walked quietly into the room, it was my girlfriend's bar, so no security dared stop me, I just followed Allen straight inside the room. “How did it go?” I heard a young lady's voice. It sounded like my girlfriend Joan but that was impossible, she was visiting her grandmother for the holiday. “Guess who isn't getting a breakup,” Allen laughed loudly. “That bitch thought she could just break up with me and leave me broke, that was a wide idea.” “She would be at your mercy…it's only a matter of time before you are the one heading The Rodriguez's group,” the lady added.

I yell afterward. "Surprise!” "Jesus Christ! Bella?" I screamed, frowning in confusion, “You are going to give me a heart attack.” Anabella Russo, 22, is my best friend and partner in crime. She has been in the game longer than I was and that made it easier for me because I got to learn all the tactics from her. She's tall, dark-haired with olive skin and sultry eyes. She's an Italian with a slight accent that made her sound sweet and sassy. The kind of woman who knew how to use her looks to get whatever she wanted.

Bella's POV There was thunderous applause in the hall. I raised my head, a smile of confidence spreading across my face as I stepped onto the stage to take Rick's side. Everyone's eyes were on me, admiration and awe evident in their faces. In this instant, I was the focus of everyone's attention. Rick reached for my hand, holding it firmly as he addressed the audience. His deep voice resonated through the hall. "Ladies and gentlemen, it is my great honor to introduce my Luna Queen, Bella. She is not only my partner in life but also the head and CEO of our new business venture. And, more importantly, she is the visionary behind the proposed sports center."

She took a sip of her wine and before she could pick back up her knife I grabbed her hand and brought it to my dick. She jumped slightly when her hand made contact and I rubbed her hand up and down along the length while leaning in to say "Bella, if you keep making those noises we won't have time to finish dinner before I move on to desert." This naughty girl, even though she was blushing, squeezed me gently and replied "That's a big promise Mr. Rossi." I had to resist the urge to thrust up into her hand and growled at her before removing her hand.

My Montez. He belongs to me. He always has. He just doesn’t see it yet. Her phone buzzed suddenly, jolting her from her reverie. The name flashing on the screen was familiar—Isabella Rossi. A grin tugged at Rhea’s mouth. Bella had been her partner in crime since their youth, sharp-tongued, loyal only when it suited her, and always with her nose in Milan’s gossip mill. “Ciao, bella,” Rhea answered smoothly, her voice lilting with affection she didn’t feel.

The woman stopped a few feet away. Then she smiled. “Hello, Elena.” Elena's heart raced. “Who are you?” The woman tilted her head. “You really don't remember me?” “I've never seen you before.” The woman laughed softly. “Of course you haven't.” She looked at Maria. “Mother never told you about me.” Elena's eyes widened. “Mother?” The woman looked directly at her. “My name is Elena Rossi.” Elena stepped backward. “No…” The woman smiled. “Your name is Elena Rossi too.”

As they sped off, I saw Rosalina Russo shoot me an angry look through the window. Weirdly enough, her anger sent my blood in a hot rush and settled straight in my groin. What is that girl doing to me? I couldn't resist the temptation of Rosalina Russo's alluring charm. Be it her hot anger, or her wanton smile. Being a daredevil, I saw her as a challenge I simply had to conquer. Someday, bella I will make you mine. ***

#Bella's P. O. V He f*cking thinks he owns me doesn't he know who I am, I'm Isabella Rose Dante nobody f*cking owns me. I won't deny I was flirting with Fernandez but only because I was trying to get him a little jealous. I walk out the company in absolute fury, Some of the workers looking at me weirdly The moment I'm out in the cool air outside I grab my phone and call the only person that can help.

Bella played a guest role, disguised as a man, in Kelly Harper's new show. She had paid people to talk about it on Facebook. She was different than Stella. Stella was beautiful, even without makeup. Her facial features were defined. Her brows and eyes created a sharp look with only some minor touch-ups.