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
He grabbed my hand without giving me as much as a look as he led me to the doors of the Lamberti estate. “Wait.” I pulled him back before we could reach the door. “I’m sorry.” “What are you sorry for?” Christian surprised me with his question. I wanted to tell him the truth, I wanted to tell him I
“I knew this was a bad plan,” I whispered to myself while trying not to faint in the changing room. After my crazy idea, I decided to just go for it and called Luca’s number—not expecting him to answer, but he did. I told him I wanted to meet up with him and managed to manipulate Emilio and Beau—i
Beau ruffled his hand through my hair. “Stop overreacting. We see each other almost every day.” “No, we don’t,” I whispered to myself. A lot had changed. This whole situation with Berto had sucked the life out of everyone, especially since he was someone unpredictable who couldn’t care less about a
“Mommy is here!” I grabbed a talkative Siena as she was jumping up and down in her crib. It was the early morning and my last day in this household. Days had gone by quickly, and I spent them with my loved ones as much as I could. After spending several days with my parents, I had decided to spend







