Belle Delphine Boyfriend Novels & Stories

And she had loved him all along, it had only been unfortunate that she hadn't brought herself to admit it. "Dad wants so much from me, every of my time is bestowed into the company. I cannot remember the last time I had ever loved a woman." He said. I studied his eyes, they were glowing. "But you did had a girlfriend?" I countered. I remembered who she was, everyone thought both Bruno and Shannon Mandez made the perfect couple. At a time, I caught a picture of his engagement to his then girlfriend. Then like a smoke, there was no paparazzi about them anymore, Bella had stated that his girlfriend had broken up with Bruno. I didn't want to bug Bella about the details, whatever happened in thei

Cole sounded excited, and I fucking wanted to smack his jaw slack. “Over at that table. She has been staring in this direction for a while now.” Spence tried to sound hard and he picked his drink back up. I looked in the direction he motioned at, only to see Belle -or was it, Celine- curled up in the arms of a man that I assumed to be the boyfriend she was talking about. She was staring at our spot. But Spence was fucking wrong. She was not staring at him. She was staring at me.

I seemed to be stuck in my position when I recognized who Celes ’guest was. “Y-You are…” “I’m Ezekiel Bellevera, Celestine’s official boyfriend and future husband. You’re the fake bride ‘aren’t you? Nice to meet you,” he said freshly as he passed me from where I was standing. “C-Come in.” It forced me to follow him. Didn’t he know Celes wasn’t here? “Just a moment! There is none what you are looking for.” He stopped entering the house directly when he heard from me that Celes is not there.

“I am not your boyfriend, Delilah. I just wanted to fuck you, so I said you were my girlfriend." "No, that's a lie. You are lying." I shake my head as his words break my heart even more. I don't want to believe him. I can't. If it’s true, then it would crush me. I love him. We’ve been dating since I was sixteen. But we only recently took our relationship to a more physical level when I turned eighteen. He is older than me by two years, so we had to wait to take our relationship there. But he had said I was worth it, that I was worth the wait. I can't believe he was only dating me just to have sex with me. "I am not lying,” Beau continues. “And it's good you know now, so I don't have to prete

“Zeke! Omg! It’s been ages!” “No bloody way! Belle?” They immediately hugged each other in excitement. Zeke was Belle’s first boyfriend and her first ever real love. They had broken up over a decade ago when Zeke had to travel overseas for a par-time work and studies abroad. It had been awfully difficult for them. They loved each other and hated to lose each other. Belle hated to see him leave but she loved him so much that she would never be the one to keep him away from achieving his goals and dreams in life.

Belle drew back slightly, her eyes dark with desire and affection as they swept over him. “Look at you,” she whispered, her touch reverent. “Ethan DelValle. Everyone’s fantasy.” Her fingertips skimmed down his torso, mapping the territory she knew so well. “But this… this perfect body, this strength… this is all for me. Dr. Belle DelValle’s private domain.” “Yours,” he gasped, the word a vow. “All yours, Belle. Always.”

Micah inquired with annoyance. Aiden is glaring at the screen with anger. Not only because Bella ruined his plan, but also because she openly declared her relationship with that Deluca man. What he didn't know until that moment was that, Bella's boyfriend is none other than the Kai Deluca. He assumed that her boyfriend might be a low level thug in the outfit. But he never imagined that he is the king.

That night, Jason left in a daze. When I got home, I received a message from Giselle. "Jason and I have broken up. It's not because of you. I hope this doesn't trouble you." She was such a nice lady, and he really didn't deserve her. After six months, Bellefleur was starting to gain some online buzz thanks to my signature cartoon-style bouquets, and soon, a media outlet reached out to me. "Hello, Ms. Beckett. I'm the editor of a floristry and gardening magazine, and we were hoping to interview you. Are you available?"

Three days after my boyfriend’s adopted sister died a tragic death, I clutched a so-called "hush money" check in my hand and became an accomplice in everyone’s eyes. My boyfriend once knelt in the pouring rain to beg me, and his sister's five-year-old daughter cried and begged me to testify, but I refused them both. Ten years later, when I was dying of cancer, my boyfriend Keal Simpson had become a billionaire. He founded a brain-computer interface tech company and developed a memory extraction device intended for the dead. If used on the living, it causes immense pain.

“A FEW MONTHS?!” “Yes Cassie a few months,” I repeated firmly. “And we kept it private because… well because he’s Dominic Cantrell and his life is basically a circus of cameras.” “That actually makes sense,” she admitted slowly. I relaxed slightly. “We didn’t want the media involved until we were sure about things,” I continued. “So you just secretly fell in love with a billionaire and forgot to mention it to your best well co worker friend?” she said suspiciously. “I didn’t forget,” I said quickly. “I just… wanted to be sure first.” Cassie went quiet for a moment. Then she squealed. “Oh my God you’re a rich man’s wife now.”