MasukEverything was going downhill. Caterina Mari Santelli is having trouble. At first she struggled to remember who the man in her hospital room was. Now, she doesn't exactly know if she loves him or hates him even more (the thought of planning a wedding to a man you hate isn't exactly inviting). She's also in distress knowing that her plans aren't going the way she planned. To add to her list of dilemmas, she's having PTSD and is afraid to even hold a gun, much more shoot one. Lucas De Marchi is just a dazed man walking. Something warm towards Caterina was building inside of him. He knows exactly what that feeling is and knows exactly how dangerous it is. But despite his efforts to stop his feelings, he always finds himself doing dirty business with her or for her. He's confused about Mari, and he's worried about his family and his sanity. To finally put that luscious cherry on top, Matteo Santelli, Caterina's uncle, has heard of her and Lucas' soon-to- be-wedding and is mad for being uninvited. Now the church doors are open. Only problem is, no one knows exactly if it's for a wedding or a funeral.
Lihat lebih banyakWe had two more quickies before his dick calmed down. Shower sex was never my strong suit because it required so much leg work. My own pair has a mind of their own when there's a dick nearby. But I enjoyed it with Lucas, nonetheless. After our session, we both showered together, made out a little longer like teenagers. It was different, of course. No, I didn't let Lucas wash my hair, and no, I didn't wash his body. We were fucking grown ups in a hurry for our wedding. It was a little too intimate for me, and I don’t think Lucas and I are at that level in our relationship. In fact, I don’t know if we’ll ever be.We were quick to fuck and even quicker to shower. Time was running, and I was starving. Sex always makes me hungry."You know I'm thinking about your offer on eloping," Lucas says.We
Coconuts will forever be my comfort scent, I thought as I close my eyes and inhale the coconut-scented candles and essential oil.I woke up this morning feeling like a nervous wreck. But my nerves are now calm thanks to the three sticks of cigarettes, and a glass of wine I had for breakfast. Now I'm in the bath, my safe place, the only room in the house I know nobody could barge in. Not even Chase. Savor the moment, Caterina, my inner voice soothes. The last bath I'll have as a single woman. Just like the sleep I had last night was my last slumber as a Santelli. If you can call it sleep. I was tossing and turning the entire night, restless and frustrated that I cannot seem to find the right spot. I felt like I just closed my eyes when the alarm went off.Today's the day. The day I officially started my mission to kill the people who had the audacity to exile my
It was the last fucking supper.The last dinner that I'll have before I officially become a De Marchi and I am sitting on the table filled with mouthwatering Italian dishes alone.Fucking house! Where the goddamn hell is Lucas?The entire day, my stomach was turning. I was in a shitty mood because of the nerves. All I wanted was to have a breakdown for a few hours, and remind myself how much of a bad bitch I am after. But no time for that. Instead, I poured the feeling of uneasiness to Theresa Wills who arrived before I woke up and decided to have alterations of her own. Tough luck, sister. This is my wedding. I gave her the bitch stare all day
You really need to fake it until you make it. I've never understood that shit before I favored that pink dress from my usual black jumpsuits. The dress was a gift from Chase. He gave it to me for Christmas. He knows I don't like flowy dresses. It was a nuisance to move around and try to cover your privates in case you needed to run. It was the bow around the waist that ruined it for me. Yet I was still a good friend and kept the dress. I knew it would be put to good use. I just reminded myself to burn it before the day ends.I needed to blend in. It was my plan of distracting Lucas' mother. From what? From my dying—probably dead—father. I needed to make her think that I was busying myself with this wedding and not with other things. She needs to see my domesticated side. A side that I clearly do not have but had the chance to develop in under an hour. It's amazing what pressure can do to a pers












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