His Sweet Bella Novels & Stories

She spotted a familiar figure sitting at a private booth—Bella. Bella smirked as Grace approached. "You're brave, I'll give you that." Grace sat down, keeping her expression cold. "Cut the games, Bella. What do you want?" Bella leaned forward, stirring her cocktail lazily. "I just thought you should know—Adrian isn’t as loyal as you think." Grace’s jaw clenched. "You’re lying." Bella chuckled, pulling out her phone. "Am I?" She tapped the screen and slid it across the table.

She didn't know if she could forget this dream easily. Half an hour later, Bella went downstairs. She wore a black dress, pretty contrasting with her skin and hazel eyes. She looked beautiful. Her face cracked into a smile upon seeing everyone smiling. Bethany and Danny showed something to her father on the phone and they were talking about it. When they noticed a figure coming down the stairs, they turned their attention to her and smiled before praising her beauty. "Bella, you look beautiful," exclaimed Bernard. Her father praised her first, defeating Danny and Bethany.

But she got lost and now he's trying to earn that sweet girl back. Bella is completely different from her. She's not sweet, she's just bold. Jennifer is shy but Bella isn't. Jennifer used to agree with him at everything while Bella debates with him in any given situation. Jennifer is polished and sophisticated while Bella is messy and doesn't think about the outcomes first. Jennifer is everything he has ever wanted but Bella is not his type, she never was...yet he's here comparing her with his wife. Why? Then why's she on his mind all the time?

A lady with smooth skin, crimson eyes, pink thin lips, and brown shoulder-length hair stood by the door. She wore a blue bodycon dress which matched her white bohemian earrings. Teddy removed his eyes on her and faced the wall. He rolled his eyes. "Do not tell me that you are thinking about that bit**ch again" she shouted in frustration. Bitc*h? That word did not sit well with Teddy. Even though he has a lot of women around him, it's Crystal who has the crown to his heart. She is an angel to him. Calling Crystal a bitch was like daring him.

Dina huffed and looked like she was going to say no. "What happened to Bella? You have never brought a woman to shop here before." Alpha Killian sighed. "Bella is in Spain." "So, who is she?" Dina demanded gesturing towards me. "Just some girl... I mean, I had to act with her to make Bella jealous. You know, she needs some money." "You didn't have to stoop so low..." "Alpha Killian," Colby interrupted. Alpha Killian turned to look at him. "There is something you should know."

She dialled the number at first and the caterer did not pick, she dialled it again and it rang for quite some time before someone picked the call. “Bell's food and confectioneries here, who am I speaking with?” the female voice asked in a very gentle tone. “This is Mrs. Natalie, may I please speak with Mrs. Bella Williams?” Mrs. Natalie Hampton asked as the voice didn’t sound like Mrs. Bella's voice. Mrs. Bella Williams was an old friend of Mrs. Hampton, they were friends back in high school and now, they only did business together . The two women met recently and Barbara’s mother found out that she makes the most amazing meals and professionally too and so, she decided to hire her.

In the center of the room, Bella herself was perched behind her desk, her sharp gaze already assessing Fiona. “Fiona, what a surprise,” Bella said, her voice dripping with faux sweetness. She leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs as she eyed Fiona like a predator sizing up its prey. “What can I do for you?” Fiona forced a smile, stepping fully into the room. “I thought we could talk,” she said, keeping her voice casual. “I’ve been thinking about everything that’s been happening lately. Maybe there’s a way for us to put this all behind us.”

My eyes scanned them quickly, and I felt a rush of excitement. ----- Dante — tall, sharp jaw, dangerous smile. Rafael — lean, elegant, with a predatory gaze. Leon — muscular, warm smile but hungry eyes. Pete — big, quiet, built like a tank. ----- Jackpot. I smiled brightly, pushing my chest out a little as I walked closer. “Hi, I’m Bella,” I said, voice sweet and flirty. “Cyril’s stepdaughter. So nice to finally meet all of you.” Dante’s eyes dropped straight to my tits.

It was the only living proof that there was still something pure nearby. When I looked at the door, I saw the silhouette of a woman. Young, too beautiful for the title of godmother. Hair tied up in a messy bun, full lips, and eyes as blue as glass under the sun — Stella had always been beautiful, but arrogance had always made her undesirable. There was hardness in every feature. The kind of person who carries bitterness in her skin and doesn’t mind spitting acidity with every word. "Julie, sweetheart, come here!" her voice was sweet only for the girl. For me, it came loaded with judgment. After all, we never got along, not even when Ana was still alive. She always covered for Ana, that’s why

Only one way to find out… "James?" "Yes, sweetheart." Sweetheart. His sweetheart. "Bite me. I need to feel you. I want you." "Grace." A groan. "You tempt me. I shouldn’t. Tell me to stop, or I wouldn’t be able to stop myself." He hissed.