LOGINHey 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
“That’s a strong and healthy Lamberti,” Ramiro spoke and handed me the sonogram. “Yes, she has a habit of kicking me.” I looked down at the picture with a smile on my face.“Do you think she looks like me?” I asked excitedly and turned around the picture. “Hmm, it seems more like Christian to me.” H
“So, tell me—what do you think?” I asked the girls as they all stared down at their plates. “I think we can all agree that you really can’t cook.” Luna spat out the food back onto her plate with a dirty look on her face.“My God, I’m hopeless.” I sighed and slammed my head against the table. “I can’
Christian“No, not at all.”“In that case, I’ll follow your instructions and put myself up for advertisement, since you would’ve done the same.”Those were the only words Christian heard over and over before he opened his eyes, with only one thought going through his mind. What did I do?He reached
“Are you god?” I looked at Johnny, waiting for an answer. “N-no I never said that.” He stuttered, trying to defend himself. “God, you sound like Christian.”“Christian told me how you and Luca lost your father and here you are telling me you are all planning to execute an entire family?” I continued







