another sample of my romance skills hope I get published The Bayin-Iris Mansion Decemeber 22nd 1922 Isabella or Epsi as everyone who loved her called her stood in the door way of her family’s massive Louisville Mansion. She was wearing a burgundy velvet gown and her black hair was up with long curls on each side of her blushing cheeks. Beside her was her younger sisters Elizabeth and Olivia. Her blue eyes were burning at seeing the man she loved talking to another woman near the over decorated Christmas tree. “I’ve had enough!” Isabella spat and her two sisters grabbed her by both arms. “Epsi, you have to calm yourself down.” Elizabeth always the calmer one urged her sister to come sit in the chair that Grandpa Solomon had made from cedar wood and pine a big wooden chair that they had climbed into as infants and pretended it was a magical traveling machine . “Yes, Bell just pretend he isn’t here. It’s your house. You have to go out there and have fun now. This party is for the whole town we are the hostesses.” Oliva’s brown eyes came from the Cherokee ancestors on Mama’s side of the family they were warm as they stared into her sister’s sea blue eyes. She had a temper for sure. Isabella wiped her face and nodded. She would show Moody Jenkins he didn’t matter. She got up and the three sisters gracefully entered the ballroom. When men looked at the Bayin-Iris Sisters it was usually as if someone had sat a fire in a man’s heart. Isabella was tall and voluptuous men wanted to kiss her pouty pink lips and stare at her ample bossom. She was known as a psychic and a healer and even though devot Christians weren’t supposed to talk about those kind of things people came to Isabella for Spirtual help and healing. Elizabeth was blonde and green eyed she was soft spoken and sometimes shy with a laugh that could echo through the halls of the family’s oversized home. Then Olivia the baby one now 16 was turning heads with her Auburn eyes and Native features. Now, Isabella was the focus of the dance floor. She always had people eyeing her and she smiled at everyone. Men wanted her and yet would flee from her feeling a power come from her that spooked them. She ignored Moody whom she had loved half her life. He was foolish and would continue to act as if he hated her so let him stand there talking to some girl as if he mattered. She shook her head at him as if she was disgusted and she was. “Epsi, I told you don’t look at him!” Olivia reminded her. “I forgot.”She smiled and was back on the dance floor again the raven hair coming undone from the fancy bun that had been produced earlier in the day. Outside, Isabella found Moody smoking under the big oak tree. She was angry at him. “I hope you don’t have plans of sitting our house on fire while I sleep.” She said to him. “No, I would do it while you were awake.” He promised. He was so tall and thin and handsome. The dark eyes so exotic that he simply didn’t belong in Kentucky and he wasn’t born here he was born in Algeria a land far away. His parents were horse breeders and Moody had been brought here to help Isabella’s father with his horses. Her blue eyes stared deeply into his. She wanted to kiss him. She missed the stolen kisses they had shared. “Why do you ignore me?” She asked him and she backed him up against the tree. He three the cigerette down and stomped on it. “I am tired of you Isabella.” He said in a bored tone. He looked down at her and his cold heart began to beat faster. He had loved her deeply,but his jealousy and stubbornness made him almost hate the beautiful woman at times. “I love you.” She said and a tear fell onto the ground one could almost hear it hit the dry leaves below. “Yeah I know.” He told her and kissed her head and walked away. She so wanted to follow him. She wanted to go to his country and marry him and have little Algerian babies and eat from clay pots like he had told her. She was a mess by the time she got inside the house. Sometimes, it was as if the three girls lived alone in a big dollhouse. The father was never around Simon Bayin was a shrewd businessman and handsome as the devil. People said that.
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