“Oh my god Lucian please stop this is too much” I moaned out as Lucian kissed my neck and sucked on that spot that always got me hot. “Come on baby I just wanna make you feel good,” Lucian said looking me in my eyes. “I can’t do this not unless I know the truth,” I said looking into his eyes wanting the pure honest answer from the one who said he loved me the one who I sacrificed so much for. Did he really love me???????? **** Hi my name is I-Bello meaning the beautiful one in Italian, but my friends call me bella (Spanish), belle(French), or baby, and Bell for short. My father wanted to learn Italian, and that’s how he met my mom, they were in an Italian class together and it’s all history from there. I was conceived and born in Italy so I know a lot of it, so I have this weird accent going on that a lot of people like. It’s sometimes hard for me to say a certain English word so I say it in Italian so people think it’s funny or cute. I’m really short about 4’8’’ so people like to carry me around and treat me like a baby. They think it’s funny, but I find it frustrating and I end up pouting. My story is basically simple: I’m the shy girl that falls in love with the bad boy. Yeah just that simple no twist no turns nothing, just the cute little girl who wants so bad to find love.