Novel & Cerita Alastor X Valentino

Silence. Luca’s gaze locked onto hers. “Name.” Alicia’s chest heaved, tears streaming down her face. “Valentino. His name is Valentino Costa.” The room seemed to freeze. I felt Luca tense beside me. Rafael muttered a curse under his breath. Even Bianca’s stoic mask cracked for a split second. Valentino Costa. That name carried weight—powerful, dangerous. A ghost from the underworld. Someone who was supposed to be untouchable. If he was behind this…

“Plan? What plan, brother? Alberto’s got her on a leash at every party or event, parading her around like his pretty little debt payment. You think waiting was going to change that? I took what’s ours. Deal with it.” A thud like someone slamming a fist against the wall echoes. Alessio’s voice cuts in, rougher, angrier. “You’re reckless, Val. Always have been. But this? This could blow everything up. Uncle finds out you fucked his virgin fiancée in his own house and he’ll have your head on a spike before breakfast.” “His virgin fiancée?” Valiente snorts. “Not anymore.” I really can't believe what I'm hearing right now. I've always known Valiente to be the more responsible of the three, the on

I'd just have to see if Matteo and Rowan were worth facing them. "Now, tell me about these sexy bosses of yours." I laughed, feeling better and forgetting about the incident with Rafael this morning. I didn't know much about the Valentino men, but I told her all I knew about them anyway. She searched them up and screamed when she saw a picture of them together because apparently, she didn't take a good look at Matteo the other night. "I can't even tell them apart!" "The one on the right is Matteo, the one we saw last night, while the other is Rowan." Rowan was wearing a sexy smile that was meant for the camera while Matteo had a blank and possibly, frustrated look as though he wanted to be a

Crystal reminded before wiping her tears, and Valentine licked his lips in trouble. “That motherfucker. Alright then, Victor, ask Alberto to shift Lola and Valerie at the apartment, 7 blocks away from here. Nobody knows about the place.” Valentine instructed and Victor nodded dutifully. Standing up, he fumbled with his phone to call Alberto and left the couple alone.

Alexandria said "You don't have to be sorry." Valentina said 'I can't wait to not have a bond of any sort with any of you scums.' Valentina thought as she waited patiently for him to break it. So he said "I Alexander Hunter, the future Alpha of Black Wolf Pack rejects you Valentina as my mate." Valentina just had to comply because deep down that's what she wanted too, so she said "I Valentina Hudson, Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack accept your rejection willingly."

From his possession to his lust-driven touch. He is an Alpha male. He's a breathing, walking, and talking predator, all decked out in an expensive Armani suit, with sin written all over his face. I am not a sinner, but I quickly find myself wanting to become one, and it scares the shit out of me. Don Alessandro Valentino is the dark, the danger, the connection to a life I want no part of. He is everything I shouldn’t want and the lure I simply can’t resist…

"I only care that every man who looks at you makes me want to destroy something." The words hit me like a slap. I stare at him, my heart pounding, my anger warring with something else…something dangerous and familiar. His chest rises and falls with each breath, close enough that I can feel the heat of him, smell the faint trace of his cologne mixed with a faint smell of lady’s perfume—Clara. “You are sick in the head, Valerio,” I hiss. "Già con un altro uomo?" he continues, his voice low and cutting. (Already with another man?) "You collect admirers like other people collect stamps. Caleb, that other motherfucker from accounts. Tanaka. Ian. Who else has been waiting for their turn?"

The guests were too mesmerized by my ring bearer to even notice what was going on on the altar. “Lola, what’s going on? I don’t understand.” “Of course, you don’t. When have you ever understood anything other than sticking your penis into holes?” And right there, by the altar, she took both rings from Kaleb and dumped them on my hand. The ring box had a paper under but that wasn’t my priority now. “Have a wonderful day with your family instead.” She said and took off. It was then that the guests noticed what was going on.

I struggled to release my chin from his grip but I was unsuccessful as he tightened his hold on it and forcefully pulled my head up to face him. "You are mine, Valerie Cantrell. You bear my surname and on your finger is my ring. You are mine now, and for the entirety of that one year, you are mine, and no man; no man will share what is mine with me." he growled. "Look at you. Your eyes are just begging me, you want me right here, right now." he drawled. "Then get into action " I said, challenge clear in my eyes. "Valerie" Dominic whispered into my mouth while moving his fingers to the straps of my dinner dress. It was a slip dress with spaghetti straps that sat comfortably on my shoulders.

“Your Luna? But somehow, I’m the delusional one.” “I allowed you disrespect me by calling me a fuckboy but insulting Valeria to the point where you see as a naive girl who is capable of making such a foolish mistake is a huge stretch.” He added, this time his tone was serious. “Call it whatever you want but I’m in a far better position to be a good mate and husband for her future. Now back off, I’ll teach her the moves myself.” Alerion countered, his jaw hard as a rock as he tried to control his anger.