Novel & Cerita Angst Romance Where Hero Loves Another Woman

a young woman wearing a white gown shouted as a stretcher was hurriedly wheeled in by the nurses, a man with a pale face but was as handsome as anything in this condition, was on the stretcher covered in blood, the woman likewise was also stained with his blood, her original white garment was already dyed red, only if one looked closer would one discover that the cloth was white before it was dyed with blood turning it red, but the woman could be less concerned about that. The man on the stretcher was constantly growling in pain as the woman's expression continued to change due to the man growling in pain beside her she felt as if she was the one in the pain. Soon the doctor came running ove

COLLEGE ROMANCE Written by: Authoress Ricky 🦋 Chapter Sixteen 🦋 My stupid damn phone distracted us and he break the kiss I never wanted it to end. I was staring at him but when I noticed a smirk on his face I realize my phone was ringing. "You jerk" I push him into the water and he fell into the water I was scared at first but when he showed up at last laughing I was angry. "You scared me!" I screamed and he laughed. I pick up my call and it was Michelle. She yelled into the phone and i took it off my ear then place it back.

Aurora said, making my heart skip a beat “therefore, this is the last time I want you to compare yourself to a bastard like Giovanni, do you understand me?” “Would you be by my side through thick and thin through it all?” I asked, keeping my eyes on hers. I could already read her answers through her eyes, her determination, and both her anger and pain. But there was an expression that had my wolf purr, and though I wasn’t sure what it meant, I was sure that I had found my home in the small woman who lay in my arms. “Until the end of time, Dante D’Angelo…”

"This girl is so lucky to have a man like you. You love her this deeply. You're even willing to forget what your father did in the past, just to save her. Ironic, dramatic, uhm, it's a romantic story that touches my heart the most. But unfortunately... she's already starting to falter." Ace didn't react at first. He still sat and turned his face the other way. He would look anywhere, just not at Angela. That woman was disgusting and Ace hated seeing her in such close proximity. Until then, Angela continued speaking. "There's another guy trying to get close." Ace turned his head, he was provoked. Who was the other man Angela was referring to?

“But…why her though? Christian needs a wife, yes, but why does it have to be a girl whose father should be dead by now?” Before I could respond, Astrid was at it. She smirked coyly and her gaze lit up as she turned to Roma. “Oh, you don’t know, do you? I mean, I had those same feelings until I figured it out. Why does it have to be the daughter of a traitor? Well, get this, Angel Winchester has blonde hair and sickening blue eyes.” While Roma frowned, I felt my blood rush cold. “What does that have to do with…” Then his eyes widened, almost popping off as he swung his head my way, and an irking glimpse of pity settled on his face. “What the…fuck? Christian, love, I get that therapy isn’t you

My gaze lingered for a moment on her hips, tracing her curves with my eyes before moving back to her face. She was beautiful, and that was a problem. “Good morning, Mr Lombardi,” she said smoothly. Even her voice had a way of getting under my skin, making me shiver. She had insisted on calling me Mr Lombardi, Instead of Don like everybody else. Was that a form of defiance? I wondered. She acted like she hated the ways of the Mafia so much but then why did she apply to be Valerio’s assistant? Why would someone like her choose to be part of our world?

Angelo raised her to the counter of the washbasin and with a burning passion he responded to her every move with him; Without further ado, he thrust his penis into her, leaving her screaming over his shoulder at the force of his insertion; She didn't care that it might hurt her; The closeness of his body to her compensated for the lack of comfort that he caused between her thighs; She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, holding him close to her. Her body wet with water pressed against his dry body; He wrapped his strong arms around her body until he almost choked her breath. She didn't care about that either; She never needed him more than she feels now.. Angelo watches the cars crossing

Angela exclaimed, now standing beside Rita. "What?" "That man confessed his love to me, but now he is with another woman and looks very lovey-dovey. Why are all men the same? He just wants to play with me!" Angela cried,, feeling very annoyed. "Who do you mean? Your director?" asked Rita, who was still confused. "Yeah, who else?" "Is he here? Mana, I want to see him!" Rita exclaimed, even more excited. "You know I'm pissed off!" "So? I just wanted to see it," said Rita without feeling guilty.

She’s a feminist, so backward, macho types make her break out in hives. When I got home, as usual, Cristian was drinking whiskey. He cynically asked how my day had gone. I exploded. I confronted him harshly about what he’d done. I told him that being his wife didn’t make me his property, and that he had no right to try to bribe the academy director into convincing me to quit. "I’m not going to keep funding your whims, Ángela," Cristian said, cutting off my rant.