Henry Danger Bianca Actress Novels & Stories

“What now? Going to scare me into talking? You don’t have it in you to hit a woman, Luca. That’s not your style.” I tilted my head, gaze cold. “You’re right. I won’t lay a hand on you.” I stepped aside, and from the shadows emerged Bianca—a ruthless enforcer, known in our circles as La Dama di Dolore, the Lady of Pain. She wore a tailored black suit, her dark hair sleek back, eyes sharp as razors. Her reputation preceded her. Alicia’s smirk faltered. Bianca cracked her knuckles. “We’ll see how talkative you are soon enough.”

Her dark hair pulled back into a flawless chignon, ropes of luminous pearls rest elegantly against her tailored black designer dress. Her eyes, the same cold, piercing gray as Marco’s, scan me from head to toe, and the disgust in her gaze is instant and lethal. As I reach the top of the stairs, she doesn't offer a hand. Instead, she steps into my personal space, her voice dropping to a low, icy whisper that only I can hear. "Don't mistake my son's interest for kindness," Francesca warns, her eyes boring into mine. "You are damaged goods, Bianca Rossi. A fugitive. A woman with nothing left to bargain except desperation."

When she saw the serious expression on my face she quickly shut her mouth and looked at me to show she was listening. That is why I always thanked God for giving me such a wonderful best friend like Tiana who understood me very well. She was like my younger sister and I really cared for her. Right now I was also a bit worried about what she was going to think about me. "Tiana, I'm a half Vampire half Werewolf princess by the name Angelina Riana Rivera Wolfen." I said to her after taking a deep breath. To my utter amazement the girl just bust out laughing.

Maybe he could remember her face if he tried hard enough. Then...he realized what Issac had just said. They couldn't find her?? His heart sank as he realized what he was saying. He lost her before he could actually find her. There was still a long way to go. What happened nine months ago and where was she...? How could she just leave without saying anything? "What?!" Troy said in a shock and he looked really scared. "...there was a lot of blood on the bombing site and it belonged to Aria. The doctors said that it was too much blood loss and the chances of surviving were really low..." George explained the situation.

Meanwhile, the spiky man who is now wearing a white shirt combined with the unbuttoned shirt sighed softly. "Bella is in danger." . . . The long-haired woman snorted loudly as she kicked the empty can in front of her in annoyance. She startled softly when she heard the sound of a dog barking after she kicked the can. "You bitch!" Bella can not understand what the two people said earlier. How could they tell her to spy on Ellen just because the woman is close to Stev. Tch, she still clearly remembers how the famous model said, who just decided something.

How dare they? “Yes, Mrs. President.” He told her and immediately left the study room, she picked up her phone and dialed a number, it connected immediately. “Henry, I need you to do something for me.” She said to the person on the other side of the line.

"Ate Diana is like my sister, Drey. I love my nephew and niece. They are part of my family. And one more thing, you're lonely if I just leave you here alone. I am a gentleman. I can 't do that to any girl. " "You can't humor me," I said and started eating. "I'm not making you laugh. I'm just telling the truth." "By the way, congrats on your graduation. We haven't heard." "Thank you." I ate quietly. I entertained some calls after. I was in the middle of calling Ate Dulce when I saw a breaking news on TV. It was as if I had landed on the seat and let go of the cellphone. Priscilla Escareal of Escareal Holdings, the socialite behind the huge drug den in Biliran, caught hiding in a private islan

“Is that… what I think it is?” Elena groaned. “Clara—” “That’s her, isn’t it?” Clara whispered, eyes wide. “Scarlett. The mafia queen. The owner of Club Vixen.” Elena said nothing. Clara grinned. “I remember the other night now. That’s who you’ve been thinking about.” Elena’s face turned crimson. “Clara, stop.” “Oh my God, girl,” Clara teased, taking a sip of her drink. “No wonder you were staring like you saw a ghost. She looks even more dangerous in daylight.”

I said in a low mumble, earning a glare from Harriet. We heard footsteps getting closer and Harriet separated from me. We turned towards the direction and the lady of the house, Bianca came into view. She had a black sleeveless crop top on and a pair of dark blue jeans. She completed her look with black knee-high boots and had her blonde hair in a neat ponytail.

" David asked. I could basically envision Henry shrug over the phone. It was just some part of his personality that I already imagined what he would do at a particular time and how he would do it or say it. Henry was not a nice person, believe me, I can see that now. Going away without telling me was a huge mistake on his part because it gave me a chance to see his true colors. And Bianca? She saved her life basically by breaking up with him before he could hurt her more than he already did. But I guess the both of them actually suited each other because she’s mean too and Henry’s not nice so they were a match made from hell.