Isabela Merced Naked Novels & Stories

No one could gauge the extent of her current restraint, but the moment the banquet was over, an eruption was imminent. - Compared to everyone else with their hidden agendas, Isabella sat calmly in her wheelchair with her eyes covered by a white cloth. Her long hair made her look innocent and pitiable. She possessed an impressive demeanor, and she had a pristine appearance. It was no wonder when the photos of her terrible condition were exposed, the internet rallied against Natalie. It showed that sometimes people's values followed their judgment of looks. Isabella smiled and said in a soft and gentle voice, "Yuvan."

ISABELLA’S POV The message lit up my screen just as I was about to step out of the room. Manager : "Check the news now. It’s about Jasmine. You need to see this." My stomach dropped. I quickly unlocked my phone and opened the news app. The headline slapped me across the face: "Supermodel Jasmine Mildred Opens Up About Isabella, Xavier... and Drake?" I clicked it, hands trembling. There she was, seated elegantly in a plush red chair, legs crossed, flashing that perfectly rehearsed smile. Her makeup was flawless. Her voice.. sweet. She looked like she hadn’t lost a single night of sleep while ruining lives.

Cassandra, I beg you. I look at her, and in her eyes, fear has given way to a deeper distress. She staggers on her knees, almost dragging herself, her hands slipping on the deck. And suddenly, the phrase she releases is a cold wind: — Have mercy... I’m pregnant... The world stops for a moment. The men behind me freeze, as if they’ve been shot. The sea itself seems to hold its breath. The words hang suspended between us, monstrous, fragile, heavier than the entire night.

“Damn…I hope that doesn’t leave a stain.” “You okay?” “Yeah, I just need to clean up and change my clothes. You don’t mind do you?” “No, you change.” Isabella paused. “I guess it doesn’t matter if you see me do this since we’re sisters now. Do you care?” Julecia shook her head. “We’re sisters now.” “Yes, we are.” Isabella leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. “Well, here goes.” She slid off her shoes and pulled her dress over her head. She stood there in her nude outfit and smiled. “You like it?”

Isabel’s knees weakened. “Isaac…” she breathed. “Do you want me to stop?“ he asked, his voice almost a whisper at this point. She stared into his eyes, quiet at first but her breathing was getting louder and deeper, her chest rising at a fast pace. Isabel’s breathing was already uneven. “You said you would be my vessel. That’s all this is.” “I remember,” he said. He pulled his own wet shirt off and tossed it aside. His shorts came off next. He stood naked under the cold spray, water running down every line of his body.

CHAPTER NINETEEN "Hey, senorita, you must be Ace's African beauty, he's been talking about the whole month " he smiled revealing his neatly arranged set of teeth , he is so handsome, almost as Ace, ... Did I just compare him to Ace?, Why? That was surprising, Ace talking about me to some random person, perhaps his friend , he never acted as though he saw me until there seemed to be a daring cause for us to talk. "I'm Isabella, and yes I'm half African, who are you please?" I replied wiping my hand on the table napkin as I stood up .

SEBASTIAN'S POV I was halfway to the door, ready to chase after my mother and demand she tell me exactly what she planned to do to Vanessa, when the bathroom door opened behind me. I turned. Isabella stood there. Completely naked. Water still glistened on her skin from the shower, droplets sliding down between her breasts, over the flat plane of her stomach, down her thighs. Her blonde hair was wet and tousled, falling over her shoulders in waves. Her lips were parted slightly, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths.

"They're there, Rafa," whispered Isabela, leaving the remote on the sofa and rising slowly. Her hips swayed with a calculated slowness, the dress riding up her thighs, revealing smooth skin and the curve of her hips. She pressed her hands against the glass, arching her body slightly, the neckline accentuating her breasts, her nipples visible beneath the thin fabric. "Seventh floor, the same ones from yesterday. Look, they're hungry, love."

He kept stumbling over his words, mentally cursing himself for getting nervous. “Oh, really!... Let me help you, then.” Before Dylan’s very eyes, his mate discarded her clothes, leaving her nude. There was no form of shame or embarrassment in her eyes, making him open his mouth in awe. Her breasts were firm and round with pointed nipples he couldn’t wait to suck and nibble. He was amazed at how flat her stomach was, like that of models in magazines, who barely ate, which wasn’t the case for his mate. Her slim waist perfectly complimented her large hips and thighs. Dylan tried to control the trembling in his legs as he struggled with his horny wolf from pouncing on Isabel and mating her on th

It was dark inside, and I could see a figure lying on the bed. Is Luna already asleep? I wondered, walking closer to check. But my blood ran cold when I saw who it was. It was Isabel, and she was completely naked. Before I could react, she grabbed my arm and pulled me down on top of her. "Love me, Cade. Please, just love me," she begged. At that exact moment, the door flew open and the lights were switched on. We both looked up in shock to see Luna standing in the doorway. LUNA's POV