I will be updating this story every Monday.
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Chapter 1
Elizabeth Smith has been raised by a single father, have never seen her mother only from the pictures. After her father passed out she was adopted by Webbers, and her last name was changed. To Webber she was Elizabeth, but to everyone's else she was Bella Smith.
After her father passed out, and she got adopted her life changed forever. She wasn't the good child, that she used to be, now she was one of the bad asses. She hang out with the mob guards, and learned a lot from them. After Bella turned 18 she left her adoptive parents and moved to Port Charles looking for answers.
Bella rode her motorcycle to a bar named "Jakes", she liked kind of quite small places, that she could think and have couple of beers. As she entered the bar, everyone's eyes were on her. He blue eyes sparkled from the light, and her brown curly hair where bouncing as she stepped forwards. Everyone were able to see her curves as black leather pants hugged her well, with hot red blouse, and long v-neck, that covered her hands with red leather jacket.
Bella sat down on the stool, and asked for a beer.
"Hey gorgeous, here is your beer. It's on the house" - Coleman smiled.
"Thanks" - she replied.
"Hey, I have couple questions, would you help me?" - she continued
"Maybe, sweetheart" - Coleman tried to flirt with her, but it was going nowhere.
"Where can I find Jason Morgan?" - she asked confidently.
As Bella whispered the mobsters name, everyone turned around to look at her. Carly was at the bar with Olivia, having some drinks, as Bella mentioned Jason's name their both turned their heads to look at the brunette.
"Can't help you there, darling" - Coleman replied.
She was getting pissed acting nicely, and no one was very corruptible with her. "I asked again where can I find Jason Morgan?" - this time Bella had a gun pointing at Coleman, right straight to his chest.
Coleman raised his hands, Carly and Olivia had no idea what to do, but silently dialed Jason's phone number, to let him know that something was up.
"Jason, Jason is Carly. We need you help come to Jake's" - she whispered, but Bella was smart, before Carly was able to hang up the phone she grabbed it.
"Jason Morgan" - Bella said.
There was no answer "I see, we need to meet and now" - she said angrily.
"What if we don't" - he tried to play games with her.
"If we don't your pretty girlfriend will pay with her life" - she grabbed on Carly's hair and pulled it, so Jason would be able to hear her scream.
"Where do you want to meet?" - he wondered.
"Your place" - she smiled, because Bella knew, that he was never expecting that kind of answer.
"U mm, sure. Harbor View Towers, Penthouse #2" - he replied happily, because at his house she was fried.
"Be there in five" - she laughed, as she let go of Carly's hair and left the bar.
As she arrived at Jason's penthouse, she knocked on the door, which she wasn't expecting Samantha McCall to answer the door. Jason and Sam where standing next to each other.
"What do you want?" - approaching her slowly.
She took a gun from behind "If you dear to move, I will shoot" - she sternly, as at the same time, guards marched in behind her with guns.
"Who are you?" - he asked
"Bella … Bella Smith" - she replied smiling.
Jason's memory started triggering, she heard her last name before" Smith?" - he wondered out loud.
"Oh yes, my father is Frank Smith. Does that ring a bell?" - she asked grinning.