Yelena Belova Pfp Novelas e Histórias

“Oh, poor thing.” “Poor thing?!” Lila threw her hands up. “She’s the trending topic worldwide! ‘#Kelvanessa’ has over a million tweets! And do you know what’s worse? People ship them now.” Elena’s laughter grew louder. “They do?” “Yes! Someone edited fan videos already—music, slow motion, the works!” “Okay, that’s actually hilarious.” “Not to Vanessa!” Lila exclaimed. “She’s ready to fly to Bali and disappear for a month.”

~YVONNE'S POV~ I sat on my bathroom floor Monday morning, my phone in one hand and a half-eaten piece of toast in the other, staring at a F******k profile I had been looking at for three days straight. Elena Ryles. Her profile picture showed a woman with warm brown eyes and a bright smile, standing in front of a flower shop. 'Blooms & Petals - Lincoln Park' the sign behind her read. Her bio said 'Florist. Plant Mom. Living my best life.'

“Yes? Not anymore but I was born in the Taro family. Why?” Yelena and Bolt looked at him strangely, and Zen felt self-conscious. Did he say something wrong? The panic in him only grew when Yelena dragged Bolt away to talk in Russian. Zen didn’t understand a word and only wished that Sasha was here to translate. The discussion ended briefly, and Yelena announced that they would tell him at dinner only if he accepted one of their requests. “R-request?” Bolt grinned. “Don’t reject Yelena’s kindness. She might be the youngest invigilator at only fourteen, but her skills are unrivalled. Not even the Death Princess can surpass her in an actual battle.”

Elena said, showering something stronger than a business smile. “Oh, thank you.” “Can I take a selfie with you?” “Sure.” Elena then lowered her mask and took a selfie with her. “Y-You are…” Bella recognized her. Elena put the mask back on. “Shh! I don’t want to get attention. Right now, you're a celebrity.” “What are you doing here?” Bella’s tone and demeanor changed. She looked like she was talking to someone her equal. “I just came here to buy some gold because the prices are shooting up these days,” Elena said. “My boyfriend says that the price will come down soon, but I don’t think the gold rate will go down permanently. It will rise back up sooner or later, right?”

Messages from her pawns began to arrive. Mateo: > “I’ll post tonight if the pictures are ready.” Luc: > “Got your shot. It’ll be perfect.” Rina: > “Campaign paused. Hope she’s okay.” Tasha, a social influencer who owed Elena a favor, also texted. > “You’re right, I’ll make a post. Something about mental health in the industry. Won’t mention names.” Elena smiled. People loved pretending to care. --- And then there was Leo.

] [Yes, and I saw your boyfriend being hugged by Zayna. [Who's Zayna?] [Zayna Lott. The model who recently gained fame for promoting Kith's latest bikini design.] Bonita stared at her phone without blinking. As far as she knew, Velica was in another city, at a hotel near the beach for a job to do Isabel's makeup — a model who frequently used Velica's services. Bonita remembered Benjamin had indeed mentioned a few days ago that he would be going to the same city to help an old friend.

She`s really just like him. Yelena is only four years old but the way she think and speak is matured. My mama told me that maybe because she have a parents who`s intelligent. Well, I don`t know if that`s true I just hope for my daughter`s a happy and normal life. A peaceful one.

"I have told her about you Raziah, she has been dying to meet you." "Hello Raziah," the woman under the veil said and bowed her head a little at her. "My mate has told me so much about you and how strong you are. I didn't know I could see a girl with a fighting spirit the same as mine. It's a pleasure to know that a girl out there breaking the record." she added. "You can call me Elena." Raziah didn't know what else to say, she just nod her head. She felt everyone's eyes on her.

It was soon eight in the evening. The press conference commenced. Elena walked on stage and flashed everyone her most charming smile. “Hello, everybody. I’m Elena Steves, a colleague of Daya Stoermer. I have a very sad issue to reveal to all of you. Daya looks like a saint on the surface, but she’s actually a cunning b*tch. Her personal life is messed up, and it’s not her first time interfering in someone else’s relationship…” Right then, one of the staff members rushed on stage and whispered into Elena’s ear.

Elia is quite famous after tying up contracts with several big brands and wearing their products during campaigns or magazine shoots. The Russian woman had been on the rooftop fifteen minutes earlier, and she was satisfied to see that the design and interior of the outdoor space rented for dinner were luxurious and elegant, just as Elia had expected. The woman was wearing a red dress with an open back, Elia's collarbone looked very beautiful, and her makeup was quite bold and sexy, like the persona she always showed in every photo shoot. The elevator door on the rooftop opened. Elia immediately moved when she saw Oriaga appear, and this was like a reverse moment of a princess picking up the