Fabiana Fox Novels & Stories

"I just like that Chris. There is something about him...., " "Something like what?" Trisha cuts Ana off in a mock tone. "The fact remains that Raphael is way hotter!" Trisha says, the look on Ana's face made them burst into laughter, except Alexandra who looked so engrossed in the magazine she was holding. Trisha was aware Alexandra had been paying attention to them. That magazine she was holding was just for show off. "I love dark guys. Certainly!" Ana says. "Doesn't mean this one is hotter than the fair one, " Trisha comments.

Now Nicola said there were actually four women involved? "Don't get it wrong. Don Xavier didn't really go around dating these women randomly. They are just candidates. Even I myself never knew him that well and I was still on the list. You knew about Carina already. So the other two were Sienna Martin, Don Diego's daughter and Bella Fontana, Don Fabio's daughter," Nicola explained deeply.

******************* That night,Jasmine laid on her small bed and stared at the ceiling. She couldn’t stop thinking about the luxurious life Fabiola has. She brought out her laptop which was pretty old and faulty but it was still manageable.She typed up Fabiola Martini. She read all what the internet had to say about Fabiola online and then she discovered that Fabiola was from a rich family. Fabiola was the daughter of Alice and Gabriel Garcia. She was stunned that not only was Fabiola’s father wealthy,her grandfather from her mother’s side was also freaking rich.

My deepest secret is that she, the sexy as fuck women who will soon be my wife was mine, she was my first and only and will be until the day I take my last breath. Demitria owns me, mind, body and soul... she's the fucking devil and 'm her devoted follower. She is my Diabla.

she let out as Anna brought out her small finger as a way of sailing their promise. “I pinky swear Anna,” she let out as the little girl continued to munch on her food. “I would give Fabian a call, so he can drop you wherever your destination is,” Felix let out, staring at the magazine before him. “That's wholly not necessary sir, I can use the taxi,” she let out politely.

She was the Beta’s daughter and the woman everyone expected Xander to claim, regardless of our forced betrothal. "She’s almost done, Lady Fabiana," Sancho said, his voice instantly turning oily and submissive. Fabiana walked down the stairs, her eyes fixed on me with a predatory gleam. As she passed the bucket, she "accidentally" kicked it over. The gray, dirty water flooded the section I had just finished cleaning, soaking my thin, tattered tunic. "Oops," she giggled, resting a hand on her hip. "Look at that. I guess you’ll have to start over, Tricia."

Accessories are minimal but statement-making — a designer handbag and a sleek watch. Everyone in the room turns to get a better look at her. The woman approaches me with a graceful stride and a warm smile. "Serena, I don't know if you remember me. We met at the fashion show afterparty." "Fabiana Castiglione," I respond, recognition lighting up my face. "You're the top celebrity stylist in Hollywood. How could I forget?" Fabiana’s smile grows. “I’ve been following your work since then, and I’m really impressed, especially with your summer collection.”

Not long after Ariana go back home, Fabian led Stellina into a private room, where a screen flickered to life, displaying a compilation of videos featuring Vellina. "Stellina, we need to make sure you understand the person you're trying to imitate," Fabian explained. Stellina watched intently as the videos showcased Vellina's glamorous lifestyle, commanding presence, and interactions with various individuals. The screen filled with scenes of Vellina attending high-profile events, confidently addressing the mafia members, and even engaging in tense confrontations.

A stunning woman like her could always bring attention to herself no matter where she went, as if she was a lamp that lit up the entire room. Austin frowned and said, "She seems familiar." Wolf replied, "Isn't that Fiona Campbell?" Austin finally realized who the woman was. Although he'd never paid much attention to the entertainment industry, he had still heard of Fiona's name. That was because she had turned into an extremely popular and beloved celebrity over the past year Fiona made her debut on live television in a talent show. Her eventual newfound fame skyrocketed her into relevancy across the entire country, attracting all sorts of media coverage.

Her attire and the luxurious background exuded an overwhelming sense of extravagance. "Madam, this is what you wanted." "Mm." The woman extended her well-maintained hand, took the tablet handed over by her assistant, and browsed through the videos. At first glance, the woman appeared relatively young, looking around 40. She had already passed 50 in reality, yet her skin and figure made her stand out among her peers and even those younger than her. What was more terrifying was her aura, so cold yet with a hint of charm. She was Lauren Fox, the president of the Valentines Group and the ruler of the entire Fox family. Even in her fifties, she was an extraordinary figure.