Isabela Merced Hot Novels & Stories

The way he said ladies made me cringe like we were something other than ladies. “Teresa Montés and Isabella Valéz.” Chino responded. “These wouldn’t be my brother’s daughters, would they? “They are.” “So, you escaped Zamora. “ “Yes,” I said. “You must be Isabella. The older one, right? “He looked me up and down. “Hmmm.” He walked over to Teresa, she looked at me nervously. She is only 19. Barely even legal in the United States. He touched her shoulder, she jumped. “It’s no reason to be afraid.” He rubbed her shoulders.

As my lips moved against his, he gradually took over. He was one hell of a kisser. When I pulled away to gaze into his eyes, butterflies swarmed my stomach. The tenderness in his eyes was enough to make me go weak in the knees. Is this what it means to meet your soulmate? "Do you know me?" I slurred, and he raised a brow. "Who doesn't know you? You're Isabella Moreno, granddaughter of one of the richest men in New York," he responded, a certain glint in his eyes.

She had known about Cassandra, but to see her so openly, to feel the coldness in her gaze, was unsettling. “I apologize for that,” Damian said, his voice softer now. “It won’t happen again.” Isabelle finally looked up, meeting his gaze. “It’s fine, Damian. She… she was right about one thing.” He furrowed his brow. “What do you mean?” “I am easily impressed,” she said, a small, genuine smile gracing her lips. “A business trip to Cebu? On a private jet? It’s a lot to take in.” A ghost of a smile, so rare it was almost a myth, touched Damian’s own lips. “Ms. Romero will send you all the necessary information. We leave tomorrow morning at 7 AM. Be ready.”

After a few seconds, she nodded. “Yes, that’s her.” Then she chuckled lightly. “Goodness me. It’s been decades, yet she still looks just as young. All these rich people really need to share their secrets.” Mirena barely registered the comment. Her gaze dropped back to the image on her phone. Present-day Isabela looked older than the woman in the photograph. Comparing the two, Mirena guessed that the picture in Isabela’s office had been taken a year or two before the one of her birth.

I told her: “Let me mark you, honey. You know you are mine and ONLY MINE. Come for me babe, come for me... I want to hear you scream my name! Only I can make you feel like this! Only with me can you feel what you feel... Come for me, my love! Honestly, everything I say is true. There is nothing behind my words except complete and brutal honesty. I want it to be mine. I want to return home with her by my hand. She's exactly who I've been waiting for. Isabella is a woman who would make a perfect match for a king. She is the chosen one to become the next queen. She is my Luna.

“Stop testing me, Handsome Boy. You'll see when I officially become your stepmother. I guarantee you will like me more than your biological mother." While Kara gaped behind Isabela's back, Frank laughed dryly. "You're so confident." “Hubby, have you forgotten who your future wife is? I'm Isabela Hall, the dream girl of every man on earth. They call me perfect. I'm beautiful, rich, and talented. There's nothing I can't do.” Kara silently looked down with her mouth twitching. The more she got to know the model, the more she understood why Frank chose herself.

Ace never feels anything; I need to unlock whatever mystery is surrounding his entanglement with her, a rational person won't pick someone he doesn't know to come stay in his apartment, I was going to help him discover he liked her, in doing so find out who she is and what is more special than her pretty looks. Well I'll start by inviting her to the office mid-year Gala, discreetly. Getting her number was not a problem, I was going to cajole Mary with one of my sweet stories, besides the old woman was always bored. She needs company, Isabella herself seemed very jovial. I needed to crash at the club tonight I thought loudly. I knew where I was going laspinos they had the best ladies, music,

“I need to know right now where the Nemesis base of operations is.” “Why would you need to know that?” The ex leader blustered, before realising. “You can’t be thinking of going there? They’ll destroy you.” He knew it was a mistake to say that as soon as it came out of his mouth. Isabelle turned round, the fury showing in here eyes. “I think that you underestimate me!” She almost screamed at the now powerless Brethren Member who had dared to question her. “I think it would be in your best interest to be careful not to do it again.” She managed the last part in a much more controlled voice.

“No, Izzy, they’re not staring at me…” “What do you mean, they’re practically melting us with their stares?” She said, and Carl laughed. “Yeah, but they’re not staring at me… They’re not looking at me, just you… So cheer up, you’re too beautiful to be looking down…” “Oh, I knew it… I should’ve stayed home, I don’t belong in these kinds of places, I might embarrass you because of me.” She said anxiously. “Isabel Vergara, trust me, all they see is how beautiful you are, that’s it… Stop worrying and just enjoy… Wait here, I'll get you something to drink.”

I immediately pour myself another, "What happened to just getting down on one knee? Why the fuck do you have to make a whole show of it?" "Because Isabela wants it," Isaim explains simply. Oh yeah, everything always has to be exactly the way that bitch wants it, "She's going to be Luna and she obviously wants a big production out of the moment. She wants everyone to know what's going on." Tell me about it. If anyone knows exactly what she wants it's me, not Theo. He doesn’t know shit. "Such a princess, good luck with that," I scoff. "Are you jealous or something?" Theo asks, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. What the fuck is he trying to say? "Are you sad because you married