Bianca Lawson Age Novels & Stories

Yet, just half an hour later, he could only shake his head in resignation. Lucy was just about to lash out when he interjected, "Bianca's personal information has been sealed off, and the one behind it is Helena Johnson." Lucy stiffened, her eyes widening in surprise. She deduced that Helena and Bianca were harboring some unknown secret. She then had the private investigator pay a hefty sum to someone in Helena's confidence, ultimately getting hold of Bianca's family details. It turned out that Bianca wasn't an orphan, as she'd always claimed to be. Instead, she had a younger sister suffering from a severe brain injury. Her gaze then fell on the attending doctor's name—Cameron Hart.

“Please go away.” They exchanged glances, undeterred. “Are you related to Bianca Sebastiani? We’re her fans,” the other one gushed. Bianca. My twin sister. Fashion influencer. The golden child preparing to become junior creative director at Clothes Over Bros. The one who could do no wrong. Paris fashion week, glowing reviews, our aunts Annaliese and Andreina singing her praises as if she were the reincarnation of our great-grandmother Bianca Sebastiani herself.

"Get to the current year. We need to see who the Judge is targeting next." Bianca didn't go forward. She went back. Her eyes searched for one date. Twenty years ago. The year the garden in the photo changed. The year the silence started. The screen flickered as she reached the archives. Entry 402. October 14th. Name: Elara Vane. Bianca’s breath hitched. Her heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped bird. "My mother." "Bianca, put that away. We need the codes." Dante tried to reach for the book, but his arm gave out, his hand falling limp at his side.

That wouldn't be nice. Xavia was embarrassed. “We haven't exactly reached that stage yet…” “Huh? Young Master Burton is still so pure and innocent even though he's a thirty-year-old man?” Bianca was shocked. After that, she thought of something and said, “You should definitely take advantage of this opportunity to see whether a certain aspect of Young Master Burton is still functional then.” Xavia nearly choked. “It is very functional!” Otherwise, Maison and Yulia would not be three years old!

Ariana beamed at both of them. "I am the youngest Lawson and I am barely thirty-two years old! Why should anyone call me aunt?" She said flipping her beautiful long hair to the side. Ariana nodded as Bianca playfully pulled Elsie's cheeks. "You should be ashamed of yourself! Your nephew will be getting married before you!" Elsie just shrugged it. "This cousin and I, are barely a few years apart. It doesn't matter. It's not like I am forty-seven! Right Ariana?"

Lucas prepared dinner for them both. He barged into her room, he got alarmed seeing her reflection in the mirror. “What's going on?” Lucas asks, shutting the door behind them. Bianca precipitously wipes her tears, she turned to Lucas with a feigned smile. “Have you ever been lonely?” Bianca sniffles, looking skyward “Yes… I lost my family at age ten in a road accident.” Lucas said dropping the meal he prepared on her bed.

I hate getting touched by random people. “She is,” I muttered under my breath, gently throwing her hand off my thigh. She must have heard my reputation and was eager to get on my good side for the success of this marriage. After all, she was beyond the normal age range for marriage in the underworld. Bianca was in her early thirties and though, I don’t mind fucking older women, I couldn’t understand why my father agreed to my sister’s absurd selection. Why was she part of his list in the first place?

I was thrilled because my future children would be so beautiful. “So my brother proposed, didn't he?” someone said snapping me back to reality, and upon turning around… I found Bianca standing there in a beautiful sheath light blue strapless dress with a ridiculously deep V-line. It was short and just reaching mid-thigh high, which was nothing to Bianca. She was the diva of the family and the second child, who made her like the queen of the Garcia family. We hugged it elegantly, and she stepped back and scanned my dress. There was a small smirk tugging at the corners of her lips, and I knew she was satisfied.

The ones that she'd met acted like cavemen. "Of course, I'd let her come. She's your family, and that means she's mine too." Bianca jumped up and hugged him. Her cheek rested on his bare chest, causing sparks to fly all over her body. When she pulled back, she looked up into his eyes. "I want you to know I'm eighteen and a virgin. I've been waiting for you." She spoke softly. "I'm twenty-six, and I'm also a virgin." Bianca couldn't hide her shock.

CHAPTER 9 : Once A Princess... Meet Bianca Wells, only daughter of Senator Wells, a peculiar fashion enthusiast and an iconic brat. Bianca was also B.H.A's longest, unrivalled queen! Among the other losers at the academy, as she put it, her net worth was much higher than the rest of the heiresses. Hence, her title. Bianca Wells was an upcoming, international teen model and actress. She was still going through camp trainings abroad during school breaks to invest in her career.