Novels by Aragones_eng

My heart was pounding violently as I approached Ginevra’s motionless body. I dropped to my knees beside her and lifted her gently into my arms. The shot had hit her side, dangerously close to her belly. I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm inside me. But I already knew—the babies had been harmed.“It hurts,” she whispered, her eyes still closed.Blood kept pouring out of her, soaking her shirt and my hands. Panic, dry and paralyzing, took hold of me. One wrong move could make everything worse.“The babies…” she whimpered, her trembling hands instinctively reaching her stomach.“They’re fine. You’ll be fine too,” I told her, even though I didn’t believe a single word of it.Ginevra opened her eyes and looked straight at me.“Don’t lie to me.”I stood up with her in my arms, slow and steady. Santos already had the car waiting.“Swear it. Swear they’ll be okay, please,” she begged, her voice cracking like porcelain.We got into the car. Santos hit the gas as soon as I shut the

The car pulled up in front of an imposing hotel. Outside, a swarm of reporters crowded around, cameras raised high, shouting over one another in a frenzy. I glanced at Valentino, whose expression was now serene—almost arrogant—with a faint, smug smile curving his lips. He stepped out of the car with the grace of a predator. Then he opened the door and extended his hand toward me. I gave him mine, even as my heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat. He helped me down, and the moment my feet touched the ground, I was blinded by the flashing lights. The murmur of the journalists turned into a barrage of questions that echoed painfully in my ears. "Who is she?" "Is that Valentino Salvatore’s new conquest?" Valentino didn’t even flinch. Like the dominant man he was, he wrapped his arm tightly around my waist, pulling me to him as if he were branding me in front of the world. "She’s my wife," he declared, his voice firm and proud, as though he were announcing his most prized

Night had fallen. I slipped into the golden dress—a tight, body-hugging piece with a deep, backless cut and a high neckline that rose just enough to graze the base of my throat. I went for a simple makeup look and pulled my long black hair into a sleek high ponytail, the kind that made me feel at least somewhat in control.When I stepped out of the bathroom, Valentino was already dressed. All in black. His presence was commanding, but it was his eyes—those dark, burning eyes—that made something inside me tremble. I felt... small. Vulnerable. Defenseless. Like prey standing before a predator.As if drawn to him by some invisible force, my body moved closer. Valentino reached out, placing his hand gently on the exposed skin of my back. His fingers brushed over me slowly, deliberately, like he was savoring the warmth of my skin.“This night, you’re mine. No excuses, Ginevra,” he said, voice rough, possessive.I looked at him, unable to form words. How could I say no? Even as a voice deep

Valentino would leave early in the morning and return just in time for lunch. I didn’t know if he did it so I wouldn’t eat alone or if that was simply his schedule, but, to be honest, I appreciated the company—even if it was his. “Tomorrow we’re attending a charity dinner. I want you to come with me,” he said, his tone leaving no room for negotiation. I set my fork down and looked at him. “Charity?” I asked, skeptical. “I’m not a monster. And for your information, I donate a considerable amount to charity every year,” he replied, sounding almost offended. I laughed. I couldn’t help it. Hearing a man like him—who had taken innocent lives—speak of charity donations was downright ridiculous. “Feeling guilty, are we?” I said with mockery. “Do you really think I have a conscience?” he shot back. I rolled my eyes and resumed eating. “Of course not. You’re a soulless animal.” “Well, I’m glad you’re finally getting to know me,” he said with a grin. “I have nothing to wear,” I mutter

Valentino had changed. I could see it in every gesture, every silence that lingered too long. But for me, he was still the same cold-blooded killer who had stolen everything from me in such a short time. I took a deep breath and wandered aimlessly through the vast garden. Everything around me shimmered with an almost surreal beauty, but inside, I felt like I was sinking into a darkness that consumed me piece by piece.My hand drifted to my belly, touching it gently, and a sharp wave of sorrow pierced through me. How could these children grow up with someone like him? The thought hurt more than anything else.I kept walking until I froze in place. The three enormous dogs were sprawled across the lawn, unmoving but alert. I took a step back, fear prickling my skin, when I suddenly felt something firm press against my spine. I turned slowly—and there he was. Valentino.His hand found my belly, caressing it possessively, pulling me toward him with an invisible force. I tried to step back,

I was so full of rage I could’ve killed her right then and there. Seeing her naked with him made my most primal side take over. Now I understood my grandfather when he said that love and desire are a double-edged blade.I looked at her. She was right next to me, crying and begging—for him. She was pleading for that bastard, and I hated hearing his name leave her mouth—a mouth that belonged to me. It tore me apart to imagine him touching a body that was mine.Damn it. I hated the idea of her beneath him.“Please, Valentino, I beg you… Please don’t hurt them. I swear on our children I won’t run again.”I covered her mouth with my hand and pressed. Her eyes, already large, now looked huge and bloodshot from crying.“How dare you swear on my children? Because they belong only to me. So be grateful you carry them inside you, or I would’ve already put a bullet in your forehead,” I said.Her gaze trembled as her tears fell on the back of my hand. I let her go and leaned back in my seat. She

Two months later.Hayden had left for the workshop early without telling me, or rather ordering me, not to come see the race. Ethan was still too young, and I understood that, but today was the big final, and it seemed fair that our little one saw his father's victory.I called Grace and asked her to come for me. Naturally, she agreed immediately. So here I was, at the door, waiting for my crazy friend, with a bag containing my baby's things and a two-month-old baby in her baby carrier.Grace's car pulled up in front of my house. I hurried over, settled my baby in the back seat, and then got into the front passenger seat next to Grace."Your husband is going to kill me," she said with a smile."He'll kill both of us, so hurry up or we'll be late, and I want to wish him good luck," I told her.Grace nodded and sped off."You haven't been drinking, have you?" I asked her.Grace immediately gave me a dirty look."I'm not a monster, Kat," she said.I shrugged and then smiled at her."Just

Months later.I started placing photos from my wedding with Hayden everywhere, along with some other pictures. I wanted our home to be as cozy as possible."Love, can you help me move this?" I shouted.Hayden appeared shirtless and sweaty, as he was organizing furniture for the baby's room."Darling, stop moving so much, you're in the final days. You're supposed to be resting," he said to me.I rolled my eyes immediately. I hated doing nothing and leaving all the work to him."I'm just putting up some photos. My arm won't fall off," I told him.Grudgingly, Hayden moved a small table that was in the way."Sit down, for God's sake, you're making me nervous," he said.I approached him and hugged him."I'm all sweaty," he said.I shrugged."You look very sexy," I said to him.He smiled."Please sit down," he asked.I let go of him and suddenly felt water running down my legs."Damn," I said.Hayden looked at me nervously."What happened?" he asked.I smiled at him."My water broke. I thin

The most important day of my life arrived. Grace was with me in my parents' room, helping me finish getting ready. I felt like a very pregnant princess."You look like a tent, but one of the cute ones," Grace said out of the blue.I glared at her and she started laughing."Sorry, I'm just nervous. This is your first wedding. I'm as nervous as I was when I lost my virginity," she said.I blinked a few times, still staring at her."How about you stop talking?" I suggested.She immediately rolled her eyes."I'm just nervous," she said.I moved closer to her and hugged her."I'm so happy that you're happy," she said with a trembling voice.I pulled away and smiled. Grace was crying."Thank you for always being by my side, and thanks for all your advice, even though sometimes they're not the best," I said.She hugged me tightly."Let's hurry out or we'll ruin our makeup," she said.We both separated and smiled. Grace left the room, and moments later my father entered."You look so perfect,

Days passed without any problems. Hayden and I were living a dream. In fact, from the moment he proposed to me, Grace and I started planning my wedding. I wanted something small but beautiful, an idea that Grace didn't like at all. She wanted something extravagant, the wedding of the year, according to her.She and I were sitting on the floor of my apartment, flipping through bridal magazines."We could rent a hall, I promise the wedding will be wonderful," Grace suggested."I want it to be in my father's garden, something small but beautiful," I said with a smile.She rolled her eyes."Do you want a wedding like your sister's?" she asked.I immediately shook my head. Despite many changes made to my sister's wedding, it was... boring to my taste. I wanted it to be joyful but intimate."I don't understand you. So, you just want some flowers, tables, and that's it?" she asked."You hit the nail on the head, that's exactly what I want, small but beautiful," I replied with a smile."If an

Hayden had gone on a trip with the team. I couldn't go with him due to work reasons, so I called him every day to ask how he was, and when I didn't call, he called me. It was sweet, I loved feeling so pampered and loved.Today I was in the office, reviewing some documents. Honestly, all I really wanted was to go home and sleep. With pregnancy, I had become a lazy person.Lily entered my office and looked at me."Kat, someone wants to talk to you," Lily said."I'm not in the mood for anyone," I replied.She took a deep breath."It's Hayden's sister, and she says she won't leave without talking to you," she said.I rolled my eyes. After the argument with Hayden's father, I thought everything was over, but apparently not."Tell her to come in," I said.Lily nodded and left my office. After a brief moment, Hayden's sister entered. She looked at me and smirked."So, is it true you're pregnant?" she said."What do you want?" I asked irritably.She smiled."Just saying hello, that's all," sh

El rugido de los motores llenaba el lugar mientras Grace and I approached the engineers and Jona, who looked somewhat worried. I glanced at Hayden's car, lined up at the starting line with the others."Trust Hayden," I said to Jona.He looked at me."I trust him, I know we'll win," he said.I nodded. Jona took off his headphones and handed them to me. I put them on immediately."The victory is yours, love," I told Hayden."I love you," Hayden replied."Focus. You can tell me you love me later," I said."Just wanted to remind you, but yeah, I'll tell you later," he said.I glanced to the side and noticed the others with headphones laughing."Okay, you're embarrassing me," I told him.I took off the headphones and handed them back to Jona, who was smiling broadly.The stands were filled with the colors of different teams. The crowd's cheers filled the entire place. It felt so exciting.The lights went out, and the cars sped off, filling the air with the smell of gasoline and burning rub