Calling Bella Novels & Stories

her mom replied as the two younger women step in to the car and Bella pedaled the gas off to the club to have a nice time. Bella’s phone chimed as she drove away from Kimmie’s mom’s house. She looked at the screen of the phone, and it was a message with a notification. “Siri, read the message” Bella commanded “We are glad to have finalized the deal with you and your partner, we are impressed by how you both know your onion ineptly, we would love to work with both of you. Looking forward to a successful partnership.” Siri’s computerized voice reads.

Bella. TBC

AARON IS YOUR TYPE! I rolled my eyes. Bella: shut up, Annie. Aaron would never be Nessa’s type in a million years. Right, Nessa? I gave her a tight smile, swallowing. Me: of course. Bella’s phone rang. She smiled proudly, showing us the caller ID. Bella: my man is calling me, babies! I’ll be back! She hopped off the counter and ran to the living room. I shoved the last bite of pizza in my mouth and looked at Annie, who was already staring at me with a small smile.

She motioned for Bella to come over and she crossed the street. "You're a pretty girl," said the woman when Bella entered her shop. It was a lingerie shop with some very revealing outfits. "Do you need some extra cash?" "What do you mean?" Bella was confused. "I mean, I run an escort business and one of my clients has requested a catholic schoolgirl. Would you be interested?" "What does it involve?" Bella started feeling excited by what was unfolding.

"You're right. I need to find her and apologize. I just hope it's not too late." A phone call suddenly startled me a little bit.The call came from one of my men, and I hastily picked up.It had better be good news and just what I wanted to hear. "Boss, we've finally got a lead on Bella's whereabouts," he announced, "She's currently in Los Angeles." I leaned forward, my heart pounding with both relief and anticipation. "Are you sure about this? Is it accurate information?" He hesitated for a moment before replying, "As sure as we can be, boss. We've cross-checked the details, and it's the most credible lead we've had in a while."

My phone buzzed and I lazily stretched my hands to reach it, picking up the call that had just flown in and wondering who would even call my line other than Caroline. "Hey uhmm, it's Bella. I need you to get dress and meet me by the cross road in avenue street, there is something I gotta show you." The way Bella's voice sounded, it was clear that there was something she wasn't willing to tell on phone and she was also terrified about. "Alright Bella, I am on my way." I jolt out of the bed, not minding to lay the bedsheet as it had usually become a tradition and rushed out of the room. I was never a make up person and so I didn't need to apply for one.

With a final nod and a polite thank you, Bella and her family were shown to their accommodation. Bella was led to a stunning room in Reid Carter's villa, and the moment she stepped inside, she couldn't help but be awed by its elegance and charm. The room was adorned with tasteful decorations, boasting a breathtaking view of the azure sea just beyond the windows. The warm Mediterranean breeze wafted through, carrying with it the scent of the sea, creating a tranquil ambiance that was nothing short of idyllic.

I had a little money left to make a call , And That's the first thing I did , out of the not so many people I had in contact , I only remembered a few - Selina because she was my friend and Jacob because I saved his number just this morning as for Chris that guy changes too many numbers , I didn't want to waste my money calling every single one of them . I called Jacob first knowing that he lives the nearest to the block but unluckily that guy's phone was switched off -guys you can never rely on them at time of need ! The second try was of course Selina , I muttered a quick prayer and thankfully the call connected - "Hello ?" " Hello Sel ! Its me - Bella , I'm all alone here at the phone boo

“Don’t call me that.” That was Boston’s Bella. Bella on midnight wooden benches. Bella from the ring that had struck his cheekbone. Bella who had once walked away carrying two tiny lives whose faces she did not yet know. He waited one second. Then gave a small nod. “Get in.” I got in.

Chapter 64: Face Time What am I wearing? Bella grinned. She could lie, make up something sexy and erotic. Looking down at herself she laughed again. "I'm wearing exactly what I was wearing when you dropped me at the airport. Sans the shoes," she keyed into her phone. Her phone blipped a moment later. "That short black skirt with the tight black sweater? Sweet!" She looked down at herself again and texted, "The skirt's not too short, is it?"