Hello Beautiful Ann Napolitano Novels & Stories

But, there was something about this one that may change that… “I am Harrison. Got to say it is nice to finally meet you.” I found myself smiling like a total fool, and the brown-haired beauty in front of me giggled. She fucking giggled! A sound so glorious, I think my heart melted even more. I don’t know about a she-wolf, I think this one could be an angel… “Hi Harrison.” She smiled that same genuine, adorable smile, and I had to say my name sounded so amazing on her lips. “I am Ana, and I was not expecting to meet you today. You certainly brightened up a difficult day.”

Marcel noticed this change in Antonio's behavior. A golden dress with a crisscross backless split thigh design was what she had on. As is her custom, Annalia Davis looks absolutely breathtaking in each and every garment that she wears. It's no surprise that a lot of people, notably his sons, are smitten with her. She possesses a beauty that everyone likes and covets in equal measure. Even though she was born into an affluent family, she appeared to have something that no one else did at any given time. Annalia was a sweet and mild-mannered woman who wore a smile on her face. Her beauty was so dazzling that it gave the appearance that it illuminated any room she entered. People were drawn to

"I present you the best Cardiological Surgeon in Seattle and further, the woman who literally holds a human heart in her hands, and in the future, your boss accept me, Ann Dupont." Hannah and I looked at each other and then the woman with long brown hair tied back in a ponytail approached the microphone. She was the most beautiful woman I ever seen, and that's not my own opinion, every eyes in this room was looking at her perfectly shaped body and the most gorgeous smile they ever seen. She was wearing a white/yellow half-opened shirt so that you could saw edges of her white push-up. So classy, so modern, so perfect, so Dupont!

I looked at my side to see the mop of matching white hair of two people approaching, I gave a small smile when I noticed that is was there Legendary Mike Alphonso and Grace Alphonso approaching, the host of today's ball. “Hello Mike, Hi Grace, thank you so much for having us.” I gave them a curt nod while both of them opted for hugs, drawing me into their warm embrace. “You are welcome, thank you for attending. Who is this beautiful Queen that had the whole attention captured to herself while she strode in elegantly? Whose Daughter is she?” Grace questioned while hugging Penelope who had a smile plastered on her face. “Meet Penelope Winston, my girlfriend, Soon to be Penelope Niklaus,” I int

Natalia said. Damien sighed and shook his head wearily. "What did you do this time?" He asked her. I suspected that this was a thing between them. While she was mischievous, Damien was used to get shenanigans. It made me very jealous. "I did nothing out of the blue, Damien, I just want our new employee to know who I am," She said. "And now," The host announced. "The winner for the category of The most glamorous couple goes to..." "Damien Moretti and Lady Natalia St Dumas."

We might not get along so well for now, but he was trying his best as a husband, especially tonight. As I was swirling the glass of wine between my fingers, the front door swung open, and my breath caught in my throat. Instead of Cristiano, a stunning woman walked in, her sleek black hair tied up in a bun, and her deep set of black eyes reflecting the chandelier’s glow. No way. It couldn’t be! “Hello, Annalisa,” she said, waving as our eyes met. It was Daniella Alonso—my role model and favorite actress! I couldn’t believe it. An A-lister knew my name!

With remarkable swiftness, she gathered herself, wiping away those irrational emotions from her beautiful features and replacing them with a serene smile. The laughter in the room abruptly ceased as she entered, causing Hunter's eyes to widen in shock. He hastily stood up from the couch, the guilt etching itself across his face, impossible to miss. Beside him stood Anna Deloin, the CEO of Ada Corp. Christine would recognize that woman anywhere. Anna was a formidable businesswoman, whose name and photographs graced the pages of Forbes magazine and various other publications of varying depth.

Ana, sitting for a short while, received a call. "Hello, Vice President Hill." Ana felt nervous until she heard Vice President Hill's words. She leaned back in her chair, called Eranthe in, Eranthe came in her office immediately, and said, "Ana." "Sit down." Ana looked at her, young and beautiful, blessed with natural grace. They say beauty is in the bones, and she even has the perfect demeanor. Ignoring her background, standing next to Colin, she could be described as a perfect match for him.

“Breaking: Annatoria Voss, 38-year-old business tycoon and beauty queen, has died unexpectedly during a private workout session at her home. Police are treating the death as sudden and under investigation. Early reports suggest a cardiac event, though authorities have made no official determination.” The anchor spoke with the soft cadence of a person offering condolences she had memorized. The footage cut to grainy security-camera stills of Annatoria at an outdoor gym, alive and moving, then to the glossy high-society photos that had made her a household name. She looked tragic and polished in every frame—exactly the sort of image that would make the public mourn in exactly the way he wanted

It made a chill skitter down her spine. Had she mistaken him for Rowan? No, she'd never make such a mistake. She leashed her emotions and dug her nails into her palms hard enough to draw blood. Within a minute, she'd regained her composure and approached Micah elegantly. "So, Mr. Antonelli, this is the guest you were telling us about." From the looks of it, Natalie had mistaken Stephen for someone else. Micah launched into introductions. "Ms. Sutton, this is Mr. Arnault, a big name in investment as well as the acting CEO of Freehill Finances."