Yelena Belova Pfp Novels & Stories

“We need to go there, El. As soon as possible.” “Yes, we need to bring Olivia home.” Elsewhere, Damian was sitting with Tamara, discussing invitation deliveries when a notification popped up on his phone. “Tamara… look at this,” Damian called softly. Tamara glanced at Damian’s screen, which showed a repost of Olivia’s photo with a tag to Queen Elisabeth’s account. “Wow... a lot of people recognize her. One of the top contributors to Elena’s fan account even tagged ‘Queen Elisabeth,’” Tamara pointed at the screen.

She went quiet for a long moment, looking at Evania with new curiosity. "Don't get your hopes too high," Sophia said, standing up to leave._ "I'll text you if I change my mind." Back in the city center, the atmosphere was far from peaceful. Mr. Starkov had summoned his daughter, Yelena, to the small balcony of her suite. Vlad and Andre stood like statues in the background, their presence adding to the suffocating weight of the room. Starkov had discovered Yelena’s secret pursuit of his enemy’s son. He turned to her, his voice a low, terrifying growl.

She was days from delivery, propped up on pillows, scrolling her phone while he fed her orange slices, her cravings in full swing. “Mmm, these are perfect,” she said, chewing lavishly, her free hand on her belly. He smiled faintly, focused on peeling a pear next, his mind elsewhere—Elena’s trip, his promises on the plane. Sophia glanced at him, then back to her screen. A post popped up: photos of Elena and Damien at the launch, dancing close, another of him helping with her heels, and them entering the hotel. The caption screamed: “CEO of Vanguard Gallery Auction House and Lady Boss of Rossi Designs Seen Acting All Lovey-Dovey. Is This a Sign of a Possible Heaven-Made Match?”

Fabian sank back into Yelena's embrace, and the two of them spent the whole night tangled in a passionate embrace. After Fabian fell asleep, Yelena posed seductively and took a photo. Then, she posted again on Instagram. The designer bag beside her was as eye-catching as her red nightgown. She wrote in her post, "My boyfriend gave me a gift on his birthday. I don't even know who's really the one celebrating. I love him so much!" Comments flooded in with well wishes. … I saw Yelena's post the next morning. I was dazed for a moment before remembering her boyfriend was Fabian.