Isabela Moner Hot Novels & Stories

"We are here to buy you some colourful sexy lingerie, Cara. What else would we be doing here? I want you to have panties in every colour and fabric. Satin, silk, net, cotton. You will wear them according to my mood, I want you to bring life to my every fantasy. Vanilla, chocolate, butterscotch." Isabel looked at him like He turned bonkers. Indeed He was Bonkers but she meant it in another way. "Do you have an ice cream fantasy?" Isabel asked as her heart started beating anxiously hearing his dirty words. The pleasure He gave her, she never knew its presence in the world. Unlike other girls, She never even touched herself. So the euphoria He gave her every time was something foreign to her.

This is beautiful! “What do you think?” her eyes sparkled so do I! “This is awesome!” I commented. “Hmm, this is can be seen in here.” she opened her map. “Mount Hilakris, you know Aristella right? Her boyfriend proposed in here, see? Amazing isn’t? I saw it in her Instagram once and made a research, this is a perfect place for hiking. The view, I mean… The moment you got to see the whole place this up, you’ll shiver in owe! The excites in her tone is more likely a way to describe it as an enjoyable adventure.

"Bry, Iѕаbеl, good tо see you guys." Iѕаbеl jumреd, lеаvіng a dіѕtrаught lооkіng Brіаn, аnd rаn and gаvе Mаrу a big hug. I tеll you, I wоuld have раіd еvеrуthіng іn thе wоrld tо ѕее thоѕе twо dо mоrе thаn hug аt thаt роіnt. Dаmn! Mаrу wаѕ the tаll, lеаn, blonde gоddеѕѕ and Iѕаbеl was the sultry Latina wіth blасk hair аnd mocha ѕkіn. Smоkіn!

He was A: an abbreviation of his real name. "Yes, boss." A answered. "But why in New York?" "You're going to keep watch on a belladonna. Isabella Moretti, who's now known as-" "Bella Ryan." The capo man finished, his eyes shining with recognition at the mention of the name "Good, you still seem to remember her." Adriano proudly says. A silently scoffed. 'Did he really expect me to forget Isabella?' He thought. The had, after all, interacted in the past. He was aware of who she was and what they were supposed to be ever since they were kids.

Andrew groaned on the other end of the phone. “Boss, a lady is here to see you…” he was saying when Andrew cut in. “Nico, what's her name?” Nico raised a brow and ran his eyes over Isabelle. “Boss, she says she's from Moner’s Estates and Housing agency.” “Moner?” There was a pause, and then Andrew continued, “Let her in.” Nico dropped the call, and he pressed the button; then the large gate slid open. Isabelle heard the beep, and she turned towards it. Her jaw dropped as she saw the estate in front of her.

Damn, I'm hype! "So, since you are our future front line assets, can you introduce yourself" He points his finger at me and looks with a quizzical face. I stand up and introduce myself. "I'm Maria Isabela Monedero. I'm 24 years old," Single and ready to mingle. "I love to write romance tragedy genres and have joined many contests before, but I'm embarrassed to say this. I never actually won any of them, but I always get in second place or third place." As I introduce myself, I notice four guys entering the room.

Isa warned furrowing her brows and earning a chuckle from her best friend. “ You like him ? ” Karen inquires watching her reaction to the abrupt question. “ No ... Uhhh.. u mmmm..... Why would I do that to my staff ? ” she stammers ignoring her gaze . “ If you are not physically attracted to this man , why then are you wet ? ” Karen whispers softly to Isabella's embarrassment . “ Get the hell outta my room you silly bitch ” Isabella yell her face was reddened like tomato puree and for once she wished her friend had not seen through her9 .

Celina tilted her head slightly, never breaking eye contact. “It’s not my fault, dear, if he…” she slid her hand slowly down her own body in a calculatedly sensual way “…became enchanted with this body, with my eyes… and with my little friend. He’s completely addicted. He doesn’t go a single day without satisfying himself with her. And you were just another woman in César’s bed.” “You’re a pathetic, low-class nobody. You think you’re irresistible. But the truth is, you must’ve cast some spell to keep them!” Isabela snapped, her voice rising.