Belleza Novels & Stories

The words she whispered to me last night, I don’t think I can ever forget them. With moans as sexy as nothing I’ve ever heard, just before she reached her climax. She whispered into my ears, “You’re so beautiful”. I look at her bare face and I am quiet encouraged by just how beautiful she is without make-up, my hands are still around her waist, and oh what joy I feel as I look at her, I have to be real with myself though, she’s one of the best thing that has ever happened to me.

She appeared slender, but her natural endowments made her body seem much more attractive than it would normally be. She had an especially large rack on her chest despite her small stature, and her ass wasn’t lacking as well. Rey wasn’t interested in Belle’s body, though—at least, not too much. He was more intrigued by the conversation she was having with Adonis. “… Level 6, huh? That’s impressive. Well done, Belle.” “Teehee!” Rey figured Belle had just told Adonis her current Level, which was why he commended her. ‘Same Level as Alicia, huh? Not bad…’

Bella looks in the mirror and sighs, her reflection mimicking the action. The girl staring back at her looks like a stranger. Bella curled her hair, pulling back the top of her hair into a loose knot at the back of her head, creating a casual half-updo. With a light layer of makeup, her reflection looks pretty but unhappy.

beauty said “ brother already got a girl

He left, and I sat down in the styling chair as a beautiful woman approached with a friendly smile. “So,” she said playfully, “I didn’t know you and Mr Knight were…” she winked. I chuckled and shook my head. “No. It’s nothing like that.” She relaxed. “Good. Hi, I’m Belle. I work as a makeup artist, hair stylist, and product tester for Sheill Beauty.” The name hit me like ice water. Belle. My smile stiffened. “I’m Lena,” I replied carefully. “I work at Harrington Company. I’m just friends with Mr Knight.”

He looked like power in motion on his perfectly tailored midnight suit, gold watch catching the light, that effortless smile that made people lean in without even realizing it. Beside him was that strikingly beautiful lady, Bella. “Bryan,” he greeted warmly, shaking my hand with that easy confidence of his. “I want you to meet someone. This is Bella Calamida, CEO of Big Bella. Her fashion line is about to take the West Coast by storm.” She extended her hand, and for a moment, the noise of the gala seemed to fade. Her grip was firm, her nails a perfect shade of crimson, her perfume a mix of vanilla and danger.

He took deep breaths and he turned to June before flashing her a reassuring smile, he was going to take care of this pest right now and they would return to their painting. Belle ignored whatever it was that Jordan was doing and she walked closer to the bed to see her own daughter, in as much as she hated the fact that her little girl looked more like his director ather, those eyes. Those damn Hashim eyes that had been passed down from generations of Hashim girls up to her and now June, It was special gift that grandma Hadiza passed on to all f them. Belle wondered what her conservative grandmother would think of her now if she heard she abandoned a sick child and her husband for her career.

"Bella, have you been waiting long?" "I just finished changing, so it took a bit longer. I thought you would have to wait a long time," Bella said, intentionally ignoring Pearl's presence. Seeing Bella, Pearl couldn't hide her envy. Bella was also wearing a black, tight-fitting dress, but it was long with a high slit, revealing her slender and fair legs. The beautiful dress not only highlighted Bella's fair skin but also accentuated her attractive curves. Bella had light makeup, flowing long hair, and wore an expensive silver-white jewelry set, enhancing her beautiful face. The combination of dark clothing and sparkling jewelry created an elegant and impressive style.

Belle narrowed her eyes and asserted, "Do you truly intend to block the main financial sponsor from reaching June herself? Are you willing to risk your job?" The security guards were stunned. Nonetheless, they gave way, and Belle ascended the stage in her skyscraper heels. She appeared taller than June, along with an even greater charisma. Even though she was wearing shades, her fair and delicate skin showed proof of her beauty. Furthermore, her attire was better than June's. Even her jewelry shone brighter, and her handbag was obviously more prestigious. And finally, her pair of heels would be the equivalent of ten pairs of what June was wearing.