Everything I Ever Want

Author's note: Dedicated to Mr. S... You are a dream come true... Diana ..... Synopsis All Alessandro ‘Sandro’ Kennedy De Rossi ever wanted was to marry the woman of his dreams and Selena Salvatore was everything he could ever ask for. Beautiful, kind, and smart, her innocence drew him to her like a moon to water. They were inseparable and when their wedding day arrives, he knew that his life would be complete until tragedy strikes both of them and leave the lover separated. Losing Selena almost destroys Sandro until he finds out the truth of their accident which later reveals she was alive after all. Though Selena loses her memory and remembers nothing about the man she had married months ago, Sandro decides to use drastic measures by kidnap his wife. Convincing her about their love wasn’t easy but it was a challenge he was willing t

A/N: Heya guys. I hope you will like this story. I'm working my ass off to make it good and hopefully, yall can agree to that too. Do let me know what you think and feel free to rate it. Give me your most honest opinion and do know that English is not my first language but I will try my best to make it pleasant for you. Thanks:) DIANA ... His head felt like it was knocked by boulders. He can’t stop listening to the ringing inside his head that pushes him to squint his eyes as he walks to the stairs in his house. He had to hold the railings seeing his vision was becoming pretty blurry and his shaky legs due to the pain coursing down his body made his movement slow. When Sandro’s feet touch the ground, he walks slowly towards the living room when he hears the sounds of people crying there. He had to lean on the wall for support and the further he walks, the louder the sobbing becomes. His chest feels tight and chills run down his spine. He was t

"Are you nervous about meeting the doctor, Selena?" Anthony lean back on the hospital bench near the corridor. He can see the fear in Selena's facial expression as she keeps on moving her leg back to front as if she was sitting on a swing and breathing hard. She smoothes down her floral skirt and pulls her long hair on the back of her ear. "A little. I have been doing this a lot of times already but I can't help it. I'm always nervous and scared about the verdict. It's like... everything the doctor tells me about what is going on in my head is always the same thing. I feel like there are no changes whatsoever so why bother coming here at all?" Anthony cover her hand and smiled. “Don’t worry about it. You have me remember? I promise everything will be alright. I’ll be with you all the way.” Selena glare at him and crossed her arms. “How can you promise that? You don’t even know what he’s going to say.” Anthony nodded his shoulder. “I don’t but,

“Selena? Is… is that you?” Sandro asked once more. His eyes were wide open yet his face was paled with the discovery in front of him. Selena stare at him, head tilted and brow furrowing down, looking at how odd the handsome man was. His voice... she can’t help but find familiarity with his voice and it made her body hum with joy. Hair rising and she had to shake her head and rub her arms to erase the feel. “Do you know me?” She replied. Never moving from her spot. Might as well take a dagger and cut him from the chest down than ask him who he was. He know who his wife was and he knows Selena. It was actual Selena and he would’ve recognized her from miles away yet she stood there in front of him asking her who he was? That was unacceptable. “Do you not know who we are, Selena?” Abe spoke behind him. His hands were wrapped on Sandro's shoulder for fear he would freak out any moment. “No.” She replied without a hint of doubt. Is she having some sort of amnesia?’ Sandro almost loses

Chapter 8 Abe was way over his head. Why the heck did he agree with what Sandro asked of him? Wife or not, kidnapping Selena with her current state is still a criminal activity and if they got caught, he would end up scrubbing shit at the big house. He may not be a billionaire like his best friend but hell, being raised by doctors as a parent made him have the finest things in life. He don't think he can jail very much. Nevertheless, he had owed Sandro a big favor after Sandro had helped him with a few failed deals after he got screwed over by people he once regard as friends. He had been his ride and die ever since they were a kid. If his best friend requires a car for him and his wife to stay hidden in their secret cabin house in Aspen, why the hell not? A knock on the door made him raise his brows from where he was sitting. He sat up straight, straighten his coat, and laid back on his fancy COO chair. “Come in.” He says. The door to his office opens and his personal secretary, E