Isabel Lascurain Esposo Novels & Stories

“Isabella?..“ She turned slowly and the moment she saw me , her eyes lighted up with delightfulness and screamed, “Lovia!…” We both laughed and hugged each other joyfully. Isabella was almost like a sister to me, but we got separated when she moved abroad after college . We asked each other what was going on in our lives and spent the whole day at the yoga class talking about ourselves. That's when I found out something more delicious. Isabella is now the fiance of the great Alexander McQueen, one of the leaders of the YBA billionaire circle. “ Wow, the universe never seize to amaze me..“ I thought, he brought just a perfect pawn that can lead me into that circle.

asked the lawyer, with a sharp tone. Roberto swallowed again, his gaze drifting towards Sebastián, who was perplexed and anxious. Finally, the lawyer answered, looking towards the witnesses. "Marcus Becker, Isabella Collins' ex-husband." A whisper of astonishment ran through the room. Sebastián felt as if the ground crumbled beneath his feet. The revelation left him stunned, unable to process the information immediately. Isabella, for her part, watched Roberto with a mix of emotion and pain. Isabella's lawyer wasted no time and continued.

he asked, eager to understand his ex-wife's perspective. Isabel took a deep breath before responding. “Mom admitted that she loved you but chose to marry Leandro,” she shared, relaying the words she had heard. Bruno reflected on Isabel's words before responding. “So, it seems like Helena wants to marry Leandro, and that's how things will be,” he concluded, accepting the reality presented to him. However, Isabel wasn't satisfied with her father's conclusion. “It's impossible that you don't see that Mom still loves you,” she argued, frustrated with Bruno's apparent lack of understanding.

Gathering her nerves together, Isabel greeted them both with her soft voice and smile. "You look beautiful my dear," Mrs Ferrari said, smiling broadly at Isabel before turning to her husband. "Do you remember Gio, I was once your very special friend too," she teased her husband who laughed at her words. "And Today you are my wife. I wish you both the same happiness, Mr D'Angelo, Miss Ruiz." The president said with a jovial laugh. "Thank you but that depends on the lady's wish," Viso commented, caressing Isabel's back a little. Baffled, Isabel snapped her eyes at him, was He serious? Marriage to him!

“But since you and I are clearly moving beyond being mere acquaintances… You should know.” My eyes lifted to his, searching. “No,” he continued. “I’ve never been married. But I have a daughter. Her name is Isabel. She’s ten—at a boarding school in Paris.” That surprised me. “I thought you and Michelle Campbell had something going on.” “We had,” he said calmly. “We’re friends. She doesn’t own me.” His gaze sharpened slightly. “Do you want involvement again?” he asked. The question landed heavier than I expected. “I don’t know what I want anymore,” I admitted. “Right now, I just want to do what I love… and live.”

he quickly asked. I looked back down the hallway. There was no one else around. I tried to pull my hand away, but he only held it tighter. "Luis, let go-" "Answer me, Ysabelle!" he demanded. "W-Well..." I couldn't find the words. "I know your circle, and I know you don't know that man. I know your father is marrying you off, but to someone you don't even know?" "How about you? Didn't you say your father is marrying you off?" I remembered a woman answering his phone when I called him recently. I didn't know if that was his fiancée or if he was just playing around again.

she asked, attempting to shift the attention from her to him. Jacob shoved his hands in his trouser pockets and rocked on his feet. "I am." She nodded. "Well then, it's all good, right?" Was it? Jacob wondered as he studied Isabelle. Knowing that he was going to marry a strange woman to fulfil his mother's wish, he sent someone to investigate the eldest daughter of the Cruzes. He had needed to know about her so he could figure out how to encourage her to divorce him quickly. But now, he was wondering whether his source had gotten his information

Jamelle and Stella were already inside. Papa stood there with his back to us. “ Yes papa?” I questioned strongly trying to hide my fear as I stood in front of his wooden desk which filled half of the room. The room was dim and his curtains were closed, not letting the sunlight through. The intimidation was seeping out of him in folds yet his back was turned to us as he spoke. “ There has been a change of plan and Jamelle Is no longer getting married to Allesio but now Jenine is” he declared with a careless but demanding tone.

I think our guest of honors has arrived. “Camila! How are you? You look radiant,” Isabella said before she was hugging her best friend. I stood up before I was shaking hands with Nicolas, a ruthless businessman but a great friend. “Thank you for joining us this evening,” I said as I was looking at them. Nicolas nodded as the women were talking away. “I see that my friend was happily married,” Camila said as I was looking at her before I smiled. I put my hand on Isabella’s knee as a gesture that I was happy with her as well.

he says extending his arm towards me I just looked at it then I looked at Ace then back to Logan and I extended my hand towards him hesitantly but I shaked it nonetheless. His hand was warm and it was firm and he kept on looking at me. "You haven't told me your name." he says his voice low and deep looking at me giving me the same look he was giving me yesterday as if he was searching for answers in my eyes. "I-m." I let out but no words were coming out so I clear my throat talking felt so alien to me I haven't uttered a word in weeks. "Isabella." I whisper "I'm Isabella, Ace's wife." I say more clearly he then nodded his head. He then let go of my hand and I hadn't realized he was still hol