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“Don’t be silly, amore. Stop making things up again. You’re always plotting something that could make me suddenly look bad.” Her stare caught me off guard. It had meaning. I could see the wheels turning inside her head. I doubt she would tell what she was thinking. “Amore, I would do anything for you.” My fingers found its way to her cheek, brushing them softly and affectionately. “Anything. I already proved that by choosing you over my mafia. There was nothing to choose for from the start. You’re the endgame.” A smile slowly slipped from her face. “I love you, amore. Sempre. Verso l’infinito e oltre.”

(You have to promise me that you will never end up falling in love with your so-called husband, huh? I suddenly pulled back and raised an eyebrow at him. "Assolutamente no! Anche se è l'ultimo uomo sulla terra, non mi innamorerò mai di lui!" (Absolutely not! Even if he is the last man on earth, I will never fall in love with him!) He just looked at me for a second before bursting into laughter . "Oh, Mia cara, Sophia. È meglio mordersi la lingua che mangiare le parole, tsk.tsk.tsk." (Oh, my dearest, Sophia. It's better to bite your tongue than to eat your words, tsk.tsk.tsk.)

★★★★★ "Oh Amore. Fransisco is a mafia boss" he whispered in her ear mockingly. Aurora gasped as she stared at him. It was unbelievable. She didn't want to believe it, she don't believe it. "That....is a lie...the Fransisco I know" He cut him off. "Yeah the Fransisco you know. Amore am so sorry to announce to you that this is the real Fransisco" Alessandro said, and Aurora just stared at Fransisco in surprise.

He questioned. I shook again. “Wǒ ài nǐ?” “No.” “Ya lyublyu tebya?” He asked. “What the hell are you talking about, Alex?” “P̄hm rạk khuṇ?” “What?” “Te amo?” They meant I love you. I know the sentence te amo. “How do you know all this?” I asked him perplexed. His cheeks turned red in embarrassment. “I just don’t like that sentence. I find for alteration. There are many languages out there. But nothing is as cool as I love you.”

Jeanne coldly mocked, "Do you think you could hide this, Charlotte? I didn't want to interfere in my brother's love life, but you chose to get right in the line of fire. I asked around at your school, and to my surprise, you led quite the exciting life overseas!" Charlotte's expression worsened by the second, her voice trembling as she struggled to explain, "I-It was all a mistake! I'm being framed!" "You are, hm?" Jeanne snickered. "Then can you explain what's happening in these photos? Those 'friends' of yours from overseas told me how promiscuous you are, and how many men you slept with. What's with the pure and innocent act now?" It was as if the air in the hall froze, Jeanne's words imp

She wanted to know her stand on this whole matter, was she really the friend she says she is or is she like everyone else thinking the worse about her. She wanted to find out if Amanda viewed her as a cheap woman who was so desperate for fame, so much that she would sell her body, sleep around just so that she could get ahead in the industry or she had some respect for her, and if that was the case she would fully trust the woman as her only friend and fully open up to her.

No compliments but it’s fine, she can deal with this in the meantime. *** Ti amo Sofia - I love you Sofia Yo tambien te amo Max - I love you too Max

Maximiliano could not see Amelia's face, but he could guess that she was making one of those grimaces he had seen her make a couple of times. "Mom, but what are you saying, falling in love with him?" Amelia laughed, "It will never happen, mom, never; it's all fake, I don't feel anything for that man, the most I could do with him is to fuck him, he's an attractive man, I admit it, I admit it" Amelia bit her lips. "I promise not to say that word again, but please, I just need you to come with me and pretend, please, Mom, please..."

“Was that worth ten thousand dollars?” His gaze sharpened. “You’re cautious now. You weren’t on stage.” “I was performing on stage.” “Are you not performing now?” She paused. “Not for you.” That made him smirk—genuine and amused. “Good. I don’t like lies dressed in lipstick. I like truth… even when it cuts.” She remained by the door, not crossing the threshold of intimacy his words invited. “Then what truth are you buying tonight?” she asked. He set down his glass. “That you’re not just beautiful. You’re something rare. Most girls are firecrackers—loud, quick, forgettable. But you, Aurora… you burn slow. And men remember slow burns.”

A look of horror crossed her face as she processed his words, ‘No, no Romero no, cosa penserà Juliette di te, per favore non farlo’ [No, no Romero no, what will Juliette think of you, please do not do this] She begged him and it only served to repulse him more, ‘Quando scoprirà quante volte sei venuto da me, la sua presunta migliore amica, non credo che sarà così preoccupata’ [When she finds out how many times you came on to me, her supposed best friend, I do not think she will be that concerned ]