Mag-log inHey everyone,This is the end of Christian and Serena’s story. Thanks for following me on this journey, and please know I’m grateful for all of you.I remember freaking out over reaching 10K views, and somehow we ended up here. (!?) (Hopefully, more to come.)As I’m still new to this publishing styl
“Oh, right.” Stella clapped her hands when the girl finally released a loud cough. “I would like to introduce you to Oscar Morales’ daughter, Aria.” The Morales’ They were new in the city and led by Oscar Morales with the help of his mysterious only daughter, who I had never seen before. Today was
“Out and about.” I sighed, exhausted. “Drunk.” “Where’s your ex-fiancee?” Vince chortled, nudging Beau’s shoulder, and a sigh escaped from my brother’s lips. Not surprisingly, the relationship and engagement between my brother and Isobel didn’t last. All it took for him to break her heart was one
The children ran to their grandma and grabbed her hand. Besides Christian, the kids also listened to their grandma. Who wouldn’t? Cesca could be really scary if she wanted to. “The two of you should hurry as well. We’re all waiting!” “We’ll be there soon. Don’t worry.” Christian nagged his mom, kin
Three Years Later I squeezed the ball gown dress around my body, desperate to see my little bump. Promising to get married within three years while not being pregnant was a stupid thing to do. Especially when I had a husband who was a bit too obsessed with expanding our family as if a three-year-o
“What do you have to say?” I leaned against the railing. Christian reached for something behind his back and showed me a small red box while I was still confused about what was happening. Was he going to propose to me…again? He opened the box, revealing a rose gold diamond ring that suited my tast
“If you really knew me you wouldn’t say stuff like that.”The moment those words had left his mouth I immediately regretted my statement. He was right, I did not know him.I knew about what kind of family the Lamberti’s were, but it was not something I ever thought or wanted to talk about because I
A week had passed since the horror dinner and the past days had been quiet. Christian and I went back to ignoring each other, and everyone including Emmanuella acted differently towards me as if I was the monster. Since moving out was not an option I definitely agreed that there was no reason for us
“Serena, move in with me.” He pretty much demanded, surprising me by his choice of words. How could someone switch up like that so easily?“Are you drunk?” I asked him and felt anger taking over. This time I wasn’t going to fall for any of his stupid games or promises.“No, you don’t want to accept
Christian looked at Vincenzo with a confused look on his face and was probably wondering what his friend was doing here— while Vincenzo was probably thinking the same.“What are you doing here?” The two asked each other at the same time.“I came to check up on my employee, what are you doing h- oh..







