The Grand Bellavista Hotel stood tall, its sleek glass and steel facade gleaming in the city's vibrant lights. This 5-star oasis offered unparalleled luxury, with lavish amenities and impeccable service. Crystal chandeliers hung from soaring ceilings, casting a warm glow over polished marble floors. The lobby's elegant fountain and lush greenery created a serene ambiance, while the sound of soft jazz drifted from the adjacent lounges.

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Room 1718, a plush suite on the hotel's top floor, boasted breathtaking views of the city skyline. Soft, golden light spilled through floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the spacious interior. Rich wood accents and creamy beige upholstery adorned the room, complemented by fresh flowers and a hint of vanilla fragrance.

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Eva Rose stepped out of the elevator, her heels clicking on the marble floor. She walked down the hallway, her eyes scanning the room numbers. As she passed Room 1718, she caught a glimpse of two figures through the partially open door.

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Inside, a boy and a girl, both in their early twenties, Both half nãkêd in the bed.....Skin slapping sounds and Møãns filled in the air. The boy's arm wrapped around the girl's waist, pulling her close.The girl wrapped her legs around his waist.They shared a tender kiss, their faces radiant with happiness.

The girl's long, curly brown hair cascaded down her back, and her bright smile lit up the room. The boy's chiseled features and piercing blue eyes made him look like a model.he is Ethan Alexander.

Eva's gaze lingered, a mix of emotions swirling within her. She remembered her parents words on e again...." He is an obedient and Disciplined child Eva....He is perfect for you..."

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( What an obedient and Disciplined child......Fùçking another girl in a hotel when already engaged to a rich girl...)🙄

As she stood there, frozen in thought, the couple's laughter and whispers drifted out into the hallway, a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing within Eva.

She clicked some photos and videos of them and went from there...

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Inside the room...

"Aghhh ~~ Ba..bySlow..down....

Agh~~" Juliana shamelessly møáñing under Ethan Alexander...

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"No...baby...i am happy today......" ethen said with a husky voice..and still thrùßting inside her....

"What ...makes ....you...so...happy....to..day..."

Juliana asked Ethan

" I am going to marry that Rich mafia girl Eva two weeks later....I will became rich and powerful...."

Said happily

Juliana's face changed, jealous can be seen in her face.

" Baby...will you come to me after getting married too...?"asked hopefully to Ethan..

"Yeah baby....I don't think that cold Eva Rose Bîtçh can satisfy me." Eathen said while caressing Juliana's face...

" I agree that ....that bîtçh has a nice body....but she is cold and distance to me ....i am only approaching her for her power and money ....and her dumb parents believe me too..."

* laughing*

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The night sky glimmered~~

Darkness covers Light~

some are happy and Foxy~

some are sad and gloomy ~

Life has more nights to come~

With different new moments ~

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Author: Eva.... introduce yourself to our readers.

Eva: okie.

"I'm Eva Rose, and my life's a complex web of loyalty, power, and family. As the daughter of Donatello and Adelina Rose, I've grown up in the world of organized crime. Our family's name commands respect, and our business is built on trust, loyalty, and ruthless determination.

"My parents, though formidable figures, have always showered me with love and protection. Father's a just leader, feared by our enemies and revered by our allies. Mother's the glue that holds our family together, her compassion and wisdom guiding us through turbulent times.

"My uncle, Luciano Rose, is Father's right-hand man and a trusted advisor. His cunning and strategic mind have helped our family navigate the treacherous landscape of mafia politics.

"Despite the dangers surrounding our world, I've been sheltered from the worst of it. My parents want me to have a better life, free from the violence and corruption. But I'm not naive; I know the truth.And also I have a secret group called 'Black Rose' but my family doesn't know about that....they are trying to be allie with blackRose....

"Now, they're forcing me to marry Ethan Alexander, the son of a rival family. It's a strategic alliance, meant to strengthen our position and secure our future. But I won't go quietly into this arrangement.

"I've always been bold, speaking my mind and standing up for what I believe. This marriage is no exception. I'll fight for my freedom, for the right to choose my own path.

"Ethan's handsome, charming, and calculating. He's been groomed to take over his family's empire, just like I've been groomed to be the perfect mafia wife. But I see the emptiness in his eyes, and also he is a fûçking Bitch Playboy..."

"I want more. I want love, not convenience. I want a partner who'll stand by my side, not control me."

Author:This is Eva's opinion ...

Author : Now I will tell you about her beauty

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Eva Rose epitomized sophistication, her style a masterful blend of elegance and poise. Designer gowns hugged her curves, showcasing her toned physique. Diamonds sparkled on her wrists and neck, complementing her porcelain skin. Her raven hair cascaded down her back in soft waves, framing her heart-shaped face. Each step revealed a glimpse of her Louboutin heels, adding a touch of sultry glamour to her polished demeanor.

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Eva's radiant smile hinted at a sharp mind and quick wit. Her Ruby red eyes flashed with determination, revealing a strong-willed spirit. Compassion and empathy softened her features, making her approachable despite her polished exterior. A spark of mischief danced in her gaze, suggesting a hidden adventurous side. As she moved, her confident stride and purposeful gestures broadcasted a sense of self-assurance, drawing others to her like a magnet.

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Beneath Eva's poised facade, a complex tapestry of emotions unfolded. Her eyes whispered secrets of a tumultuous past, while her smile concealed vulnerabilities. The delicate lines on her forehead spoke of late nights and weighty responsibilities. her beauty shrouded in mystery. Shadows danced in her Ruby Red eyes, hinting at hidden truths. Her full lips curled into an enigmatic smile, suggesting secrets kept and promises made. The soft waves of her dark hair veiled her thoughts, leaving onlookers wondering what lay beneath her polished surface. As she glided through the crowd, Eva's presence sparked intrigue, drawing in those brave enough to unravel her secrets.

Author: I think you now understand her character

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Christopher Everett, one of the world's most eligible billionaires, strolled down the bustling street ,incognito. He had shed his tailored suit and luxury watch for worn jeans and a faded T-shirt. The disguise was perfect – no one would ever suspect that "Jack" was actually the CEO of Everett Enterprises.

Christopher's mission was to find someone who loved him for who he truly was, not his wealth or status. He had grown tired of women fawning over his bank account and social standing. He yearned for genuine connection.

As he turned a corner, his eyes locked onto a stunning beauty with piercing blue eyes and raven-black hair. Her porcelain skin glowed in the fading light, and she looks like kind...

"Hi," he said, approaching her with a charming smile. "You shine brighter than the stars. May I know your name?"

The girl raised an eyebrow, her expression a mix of amusement and curiosity. "I'm Sophia."

Christopher's smile widened. "Would you like to grab coffee with me?"

Sophia's gaze swept over his worn clothes before responding, her voice tinged with disdain. "Sorry, Jack. I don't date guys who look like they're struggling to make ends meet. You're not exactly my type."

Christopher's eyes sparkled with amusement. He had expected this reaction. Women like Sophia were often drawn to wealth and status, not the man beneath.

"No worries, Sophia," he said with a smirk. "You're honest, I'll give you that."

As he walked away, Sophia called out, "Hey, Jack!"

"Yes?" Christopher turned back.

"You might want to consider a makeover... or a better job," Sophia said with a laugh.

Christopher chuckled, his eyes never leaving hers. "I'll keep that in mind."

He rejoined Liam Ryder, who was waiting nearby, sipping on a coffee.

"How'd it go?" Liam asked.

"As expected," Christopher replied, grinning. "She rejected me based on my appearance."

Liam shook his head. "You're either brave or crazy, Chris."

Christopher shrugged. "I want someone who sees beyond the surface."

Liam nodded thoughtfully. "You know, Chris, maybe this experiment is exactly what you need. Find someone who loves you for you, not your wealth."

Christopher nodded, determination burning within him. "I won't give up."

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Sophia stood on the sidewalk, lost in thought, replaying her earlier encounter with the mysterious "Jack." She couldn't shake the feeling that she had misjudged him.

As she gazed down the street, a sleek, black luxury car pulled up to the curb nearby. The vehicle's tinted windows reflected the evening light, and its polished surface seemed to gleam with an air of sophistication.

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Two imposing bodyguards emerged from the shadows, their eyes scanning the surroundings before focusing on the car. They wore tailored suits, their earpieces and stern expressions exuding an aura of professionalism.

Sophia's curiosity piqued, she watched as "Jack" – now revealed in his true attire – stepped into view. His tailored suit accentuated his broad shoulders, and his confident stride commanded attention.

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As he approached the car, the bodyguards nodded respectfully, opening the door for him. Christopher slid into the luxurious interior, his eyes locking onto Sophia for a fleeting moment.

Their gazes met, and Sophia felt a jolt of recognition. This was no ordinary man. The car, the bodyguards – it all pointed to a life of wealth and power.

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Regret washed over Sophia as she realized her mistake. She had rejected him without knowing his true identity. The man she had dismissed as "not her type" was, in fact, a billionaire.

The car's door closed, and the bodyguards took their positions, one inside and one outside. The vehicle glided away from the curb, leaving Sophia stunned and bewildered.

"Who was that?" she whispered to herself.

As the car disappeared into the evening traffic, Sophia couldn't shake the feeling that she had let something extraordinary slip through her fingers.

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