bella’s Story

Bella believes that sometimes a risk might just be better than the reward itself. A go-getter with a thrill in her eyes, Bella is the young queen mother of the Egan family. She can be fiercely ambitious but also believes that family comes first, and her heart beats for only one man.

Born in São Paulo Brazil, Bella migrated to the US to find a name for herself where she worked for a small but high-end modelling agency as a manager. 

Passionate, clever with a smart mouth, Bella’s charms are her weapon. Her beauty could only be compared to the gorgeousness of the exact moment when dusk hits the ground. At 34, she’s like a little dynamite, with deadly thick thighs and curves most men would want their hands on. But few have tasted her sweetness. Her mind stays on her family and her one true love. 

“Men deserve my attention only if they pay for it. And even that's not guaranteed," is what she’d often say. 

A tough hustler, Bella opens up to people only if she’s comfortable around a person. But when it comes to business, she knows exactly when to say what. And that’s where her new journey began. 

A small circle of investors and high rollers who poured money into the modelling agency she worked at would often request for ‘show girls’ at their high profile soirees. And Bella did well, and how. She got popular too, often being invited to these parties and shining. What came as a serious damper was when the agency was charged with tax evasion. Somehow she got caught up in the middle and the only way out was to quit. But what of her reputation? Was it now ruined?  Desperate and quite confused, Bella, for the first time in her life, felt at a loss.

And then it happened, on a rather dreary evening. Having a drink in one of the many clubs she would visit, she noticed a man from the corner of her eye. The smoke from his cigar almost cast a veil over his face, the whisky in his hand a beautiful gold. “Another man looking for attention,” Bella sighed. He was staring right at her, and not even discreetly. And then, without any warning, she saw him walk towards her. 

The man said nothing but pulled out a chair at her table and sat down. And as if he’s known her forever, he placed his hands on the table, palms firmly set on the smooth surface. “We know what’s going on Bella. And here’s the chance to fix all of that.” 

He then stood and walked away, as quietly as he had come in. Bella’s intrigue turned into confusion and then curiosity. She noticed he had left something for her on the table. A business card. It was black with a gold emblem on it and said nothing but ‘TGC’. She picked it up gingerly, and felt the rich texture between her fingers. “What is this now,” she wondered. She flipped the card around, all it had was a number. Would this really save her and her family? She pulled out her phone, biting down on her plump lips and just kept fiddling for a while. Thirty minutes later, she began to dial. So slowly.