Novel & Cerita Amor Doloroso

“I am not telling Alexander anything, if that is what you are worried about. I don’t tell him about most things you do, he appointed me to be your shadow. Most times I come into town without anyone knowing, I see you and your boyfriend by the docks. I am happy for you really” The last words made Mae to scrunch her face in disbelief. “Happy for me?” She asked with every distrust in her seeping into her voice. Damian smiled and nodded. “How are you happy for me?” Mae asked him, looking at him suspiciously. Damian smiled. “I lost my sister to mafia men”, he started with a sigh. Mae looked at him with her mouth opened in an “oh” expression. “Yeah, she was just like you. Young and happy, filled w

Lighting my body on fire Wishing For more Wanting for more "Did you miss me, my angel?" He says in his hoarse voice. I can’t lie to him this time. He already finds a way to control my body. My whole body was born with his Dangerous Passion. Phone ringing Angel reaches her hand to the dresser where her phone is. She takes the phone and answers it when she covers herself all over with a blanket. "Hello," she says when she is still sleepy "Angel, where are you? Everyone is waiting for you." Her friend said to her

He's in the Viva family and he has to stay no matter what. ​Victor stares at his laptop screen blankly. His eyes emotionless. His private office dominated with novels on the shelves seems to be a void to him. Victor is the author of several best selling crime thrillers. He has been writing for over twenty years but as of lately he can't. His imagination is blocked as he can't even type on a word. He does not know what the problem is. He has taken walks around the parks. Read other books. Even lied on the cold tiles whether something good would come out of it but nothing yet. Catherine opens the door and walks in.

Aurelio growled in her ears and she just nodded when tears didn't enable her to speak. "I'm sorry..." She cried loudly falling on the bed weakly. Aurelio pulled out the dildo from her to see stains of blood on it and his gazed furrowed "Is she a..." He thought and looked at her as a memory flashed through his head Aurelio threw it aside and slowly pealed off his clothes off his body, his tattoo looking dangerously s*xy on him. "No... Please" Amour cried. "I will always obey your order, I will do whatever you want Master but please no more, it hurts.. Pl- Ahh.." Amour gasped when he slowly spread out her legs and buried himself inside.

He noticed the tears beginning to pool in her clear eyes, but there was something else there too—a sharp, almost predatory glare that made it clear she wasn’t someone to mess with. A faint, cold smile curved Diego’s lips. That side of her ... it was just like Alejandro Volker—and Diego hated that side the most. Even though he could see how angry Amora was with both Alejandro and himself, Diego couldn’t care less. In fact, he almost welcomed her hatred for Alejandro. To him, that was a win. ‘Alejandro Volker … maybe the best punishment for you is your daughter’s hate,’ Diego thought with a twisted smile. He wanted Alejandro to feel the same kind of pain he felt now—being despised by your own

The door clicked shut behind her like the final nail in my coffin. Now it was just us. Alessandro turned back to me. The ice in his eyes had cracked—just barely—and beneath it I saw something raw. Pain. Anger. Hunger. “She’s mine, Fabiola,” he said, stepping closer until his body pressed against mine. Heat radiated from his bare chest, contrasting the cold fury in his voice. “You kept her from me for three years. Three birthdays. Three Christmases. Three years of her calling another man ‘daddy’ in her head because I wasn’t there.”

His eyes shot flames at me, and I felt myself getting burned. “Do you know how terrible that’s going to be for me? Knowing that this would be last time I get to hold you. I would have to replay this damned moment in my fucking mind, again and again just to keep me sane.” “I’m sorry,” tears finally dropped from my eyes. “Crying wouldn’t solve this. Nothing would solve this, I have lost my Amore!” I could see the flames in his eyes reduce he was fighting off tears, anger, and sadness.

"State your business. I've got work to do and you're presently taking up my time." Lora's face twisted in hate. She bit back a retort, then spoke in a carefully controlled voice, "I haven't come here to fight. I just want us to have a heart to heart conversation about Damian. I know you think you two have something going on, but it can't last. You should know that." She paused and when I said nothing, she continued, "Amelia, you're a woman like me. I don't know if you've ever been in love before, but if you have, you'll understand better what I'm talking about. The bond Damian and I share, it's strong, really strong. I loved him and I still do. I know he loves me too, but he's just still too