Bella Staring Out Window Novels & Stories

The eyes of Bella darted towards the entrance of the shop, and the glass in the shop reflected her. She typed again. Bella: You’re too late. She took the shopping bag that still lay in the hands of the assistant and inserted her phone into her bag. “Thanks, Bella, thank you,” said the girl, not stuttering. The sky was blackening beyond. The bag was on her arm, but Bella stood motionless for a moment. She had drawn back her phone once more and opened the video file. Her thumb was floating above the screen. “In a moment, Playboy,” she said to herself, with a slow smile.

Bella walked toward the hallway, then stopped suddenly and turned around. “Oh!” “What now?” I asked. She pointed directly at me. “If you text him before morning, I want screenshots.” “Bella…” “Screenshots.” Jonathan spoke calmly. “Goodnight, Bella.” Bella grinned. “Goodnight.” Then she disappeared down the hallway. The apartment became quiet almost immediately. Just the faint hum of the city outside the windows. And Jonathan. Still leaning against the counter. Watching me. I walked toward the kitchen slowly. “You encouraged her.” “I did no such thing.”

Something unexpected. “Thank you,” Bella managed to say, her voice steady despite the growing unease swirling inside her. She rose from the sofa, her movements deliberate but tense, as if every step carried the weight of her uncertainty. Her legs felt heavy as she approached the large windows overlooking the front of the property. She hesitated for a moment before peeking out through the sheer curtains.

The city lights stretched endlessly beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows of Adrian’s penthouse, casting long shadows across the sleek marble floors. Bella stood near the glass, arms wrapped around herself, watching the world move beneath her. From this high up, everything looked so small, so distant—like the problems she wished she could run from. But there was no running.

She closed her eyes, allowing herself to relax into his hold, if only for a moment. "I never meant to be rough with you, never with any ill intention.” Bella's lips pressed together firmly, eager to hear Julius's explanation in full. Her gaze lingered on the open window, the moonlight streaming through the iron bars, casting a beautiful glow over the room. It added a touch of drama to the scene, enhancing the emotional tension in the air. A mix of emotions flickered across Bella's face, her eyes reflecting a complex blend of feelings. Despite the situation, there was no hint of hatred in her expression, only a deep sense of understanding.

Bella Chapter 19 She spent her half day just because of her simple stupid act. When she came out from his cabin she realized that there was no one left in the office expect herself. She patted her grumbling stomach and headed out for lunch. Suddenly Rudra appeared and blocked her way before she could leave the floor. Come back let’s finish discussion for which you came here. I dint like wating precious time. Have you forgotten why you came here?" he mumbled.

Elora shrugged and sipped her drink. Bella got into her room and sat in front of her vanity mirror. Her hardened face gradually softened as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She blinked, and a lone tear rolled down her cheek before she quickly wiped it away. She stared down at her tummy and rubbed it endearingly.

I walked into the lounge, and instantly my eyes found my mate, deep in thought as she gazed out of the window. I looked across at Bella, she was dressed in a beautiful simple black satin shift dress. Her long dark hair twisted back into a beautiful braid that swept around onto her shoulder, with a simple white flower within her hair. Her make-up was smoky, but basic so as not to take away from her natural beauty, and she looked truly stunning. I chewed my lower lip as I looked at her standing at the large window looking out over our pack.

Bella glanced at her watch before stealing another look at Claire. It wasn't time for them to check out of the hotel yet, but her friend was hastily packing her belongings after finishing her shower. Claire's sulky expression prompted Bella to refrain from asking too many questions, opting instead to follow her lead. She didn't want to be left alone in a city she didn't know. Claire was truly leaving; she didn't even say goodbye or check on her niece. Bella merely trailed behind her, afraid to inquire further for fear of inciting her friend's anger.

~Bella's POV~ The moment I stepped inside the room I share with Sandra, she stepped away from the window and she gazed at me before averting her gaze to the shopping bags in my hands. I couldn't help but wonder why she was standing by the window at this hour. "Hey, Sandra," I greeted with a smile as I shut the door, then I stepped fully inside the room. "Hey," Sandra replied with an expressionless face as she walked to sit on a nearby couch.