Isabella Good Trouble Mga Nobela at Kwento

All hell had broken loose at the Sinclair villa meanwhile with the parents and daughter all screaming. Daniel was the only person unaffected and chuckling at the drama that had unfolded. “Dad, I want that Stella woman crippled. Get a car to run over her legs. How dare she take away what is mine?”, Isabella screamed, tears flowing down her face, and her flowing eyeliner and smudged eyeshadow making her look like a Panda. Isabella had kicked off her high heels and was now sitting on the carpet and bawling like the spoilt brat that she was. Her fitting designer gown had further torn at the sides as she squatted, and had flapped open to show her panties full on.

"Mommy told me that my real daddy is a millionaire! He's filthy rich, unlike your son! He's a hundred times better than Lucas! "Just wait until I find my real daddy! I'm going to be his son and inherit all of his money! I won't have to live in the sewer with you anymore!" Under Michelle's further questioning, Toby finally revealed the whole truth. It turned out that Isabella had gotten herself involved with a very wealthy businessman in the past. However, his wife had learned about her right after she'd given birth to Toby, and she was forcefully deported from that country. So, Isabella had no choice but to return to her original country and find Lucas to take her in.

“This is Isabella’s real record. Four abortions, caught cheating in casinos seven times, and suspected of selling arms routes from three families. Her child, no matter whose, shouldn’t ever be born.” I looked at the file and suddenly laughed. “Silas, Father told me a consigliere shouldn’t interfere in family violence.” “That’s true,” he said, kissing my forehead. “But it’s a man’s duty to protect his fiancée.” Three days later, news came from Colombia. Isabella accidentally triggered a landmine on the farm. She was blown to pieces, along with her precious child. After kneeling at the blast site all night, Theo requested to return to Sicily the next day.

the maid said gently before leaving the room. And for the first time that night, Isabella was alone. Truly alone. She stepped toward the mirror. And froze. Her reflection stared back at her. Eyes red. Makeup ruined. Hair disheveled. A girl she barely recognized. Isabella's lips trembled slightly. Tears welled up again. But this time, she didn’t fight them. She let them fall. Quietly. As everything she had been holding in finally surfaced. The pain. The shame.

Isabella is a human girl, who was kidnapped to replace her look alike Arabella. Isabella is confused and before she could understand where she is and what's happening, she is being claimed by Blaze.

“Yes, I’m sure. Is there a problem?” “There is,” Isabella spoke in a harsh tone. She was slowly losing her cool. Her voice caught the attention of everyone in the room, including Juan. They all looked in her direction to see if she was okay. She smiled, they smiled back and returned to their business. “Do I offend?” “Yes, you do, Mr. Marquez,” Isabella said in a low tone. With her hands akimbo, she added “you are left with no choice, Mr. Alberto.”

“At the capo’s apartment during the birthday party, I was frightened of you.” My lips curled. “I knew that.” “My father has strict rules about interacting with Catalina’s family or members of the cartel.” “Are you breaking his rules right now?” Isabella smiled. “I am. He sent me to war. I need to identify my allies.” “You found one in me. Liliana too.” I turned toward the door and back. “Do you want to call it a day?” “Nope.” Isabella spun her chair toward the desk, rubbed her temples, and exhaled. “Let’s look at this program.” She forced a smile. “I don’t want you wasting your afternoon. I’m sure you have bad guys to kill.”

"She was filling her with some delusion in the Remington charity. I hope with this Izz will start filtering whatever people say to her. There will be another Geneva trying to attack her." I agree with Jack. He found out what Geneva did to Isabella at the Roderick Malibu's toilet. I was so angry that I almost confronted Geneva. But he told me that Isabella is on her way to finding the truth and I need to trust her to handle this problem. Because Geneva is her problem. And I trust Isabella can take care of it. And I hope she can see things through. Life with me isn't as simple as her life before me. But Isabella is smart. This shouldn't be hard for her. And she always has me at her back. ***Th

Isabella said, then toweled her body dry with the towel before placing it down on the door handle. Celina walked out of the room just as she had found what she was looking for and locked the door behind her. Isabella fall’s to the bed and landed on her stomach. She buried her face in the pillow and sobbed as her mind raced with thoughts of what Matteo must be thinking of her. Maybe he'd think of her as a slut since she let him have his way with her, but the fact is that she'd lost all control of herself. Her body was desperate for it. Perhaps kissing him wasn't the best idea.

She did not know this was something which was eating Meagan up all man worshipped at her feet yet here she was unwanted by a dirty criminal who thought he was better than her just because he had dirty money which made him a billionaire. " What do you want from me why am I here please let me go " Isabella begged she knew she was in trouble but she hoped she could talk to this woman's conscious. Meagan laughed a very high pitched sinister laugh. " Oh my, look at you! You are so pathetic I do not see what he saw in you ? How could he leave me to want to be with you it just blows my mind up. But Do not worry I will fix all of that soon, I will kill you just how he normally kills all his prey and