Amor-odio Romane & Geschichten

I watched her for I don't know how long, minutes or maybe longer. My heart was pounding so hard I was scared it might wake her up. The words were right there again, sitting on my tongue. I love you. Just three words and that was all. Three words that should have been easy. But every time I opened my mouth, something closed in my throat. I could feel the familiar fear of letting someone in creep in again. I always believed loving someone meant giving them the power to destroy you, at least that was what I learnt from my parents relationship.

My voice is shaking and trying so hard not to show too much emotions to him. I massaged the bridge of my nose as I also brushed my hair using my finger out of frustration. Pain is all over Arthur's face. I stared at him and I can't stand it. What did I do? What did I do, God? "Caroline, please. You are still mad at me but let me just-"

And then a wave of strong hatred erupted in his heart as he vowed to destroy the Cruz who dared to hurt his mother and now his love, Dennis. .... Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

] “Lei è facile. Penso che anche se si potrebbe avere appena ci è costato. Hai bisogno di calmare il vostro amore gelosia, sai che ti amo solo. Sempre e per sempre.” [“She’s easy. I think though you might’ve just cost us. You need to calm your jealousy love, you know I only love you. Always and forever.”] _________________________

Archer certainly wanted to pull her back in the car and kiss her more but he didn't . However apart from the lovely couple one was indeed very much angry and not digesting the fact that Archer had a girlfriend . And a girl like Arabelle ? Lucy watched Arabelle climb out of his car giving him kisses before saying goodbye .Archer was undeniable handsome ,attractive and very much had Lucy's eye over him . She looked at him and turned to her class in anger .

While Oam loses all cool towards his son which he was holding back. "She did suicide because she was guilty. She did suicide because she was in love with some other man other than me. She did suicide because she thought I would never forgive her. She did suicide because she was a fool. I love her and I would never allow her to be away from me" Oam busted out in anger making Arjun world collapse in one second. Everything felt fade around him as his father's words started ringing inside him again and again. He can't believe those. Can he?

A man who would do everything just to impose a horrendous love that shouldn't exist in the first place. "Te amo, Amor."

I asked him, he grinned ear to ear, "It's mean 'love' in Italian word," he kissed back of Maria's hand, "Are you from Italy?" I asked getting completely confused because he doesn't look like Italian, "Oh, No," he said while shaking his head, " I had learned different languages at college, so when I got learn about this, from that day onwards I started calling her Amore, first she got confused and also get mad thinking that I am cursing her in a different language but when she knows what's it's mean, she became all flushed and guilty " Harry laugh wholeheartedly, Maria turns fully red,

Nico’s eyes dragged over me, slow and slimy, stopping at the curve of my hips. “Amara, amore.Don't act like you don't know me . I see marriage has made you even more beautiful.” Nero’s jaw ticked once — lethal. I leaned into Nero deliberately.I felt him freeze, surprised.He looked at me.I stared back , squeezing his muscled palm with mine.He's was still dry but mine was all sweaty and clammy.He relaxed then and squeezed back. I spoke up then . “I'm afraid you must be confusing beauty with disgust.Nico Salvador”

He had stormed out of the study, leaving Amara to grapple with the devastating weight of her newfound knowledge and the terrifying empathy it evoked. Amara spent the next few days in a haze, the lines blurring between her mother’s tragic past and her own terrifying present. The rage she felt towards Lorenzo, her father, was a cold, constant fire in her gut. He wasn't just pathetic; he was a monster, a manipulator who had sacrificed everyone for his own skin. And the understanding that Dante’s cruelty stemmed from two decades of agonizing misunderstanding only intensified the toxic complexity of their bond. She hated him for her captivity, for what he forced her to become, but she could no lo