Novel & Cerita Anthony Lewis

he answered turning his back on me to start walking. "Call me whenever you want, you piece of man,” Betty said leaving us all speechless and Mick totally red. “That woman is crazy!” Mick exclaimed before laughing. "You have my number, Betty. If you want, call me.” And with that he turned his back on us again and went to the bar, leaving a smiling Betty and me somewhat discouraged at his departure. "Well, do you eat everything?” Louis asked me enthusiastically on the way to the car, noticing my mood had changed. "How about paella? Antonio is Spanish and he prepares a killer one.”

Death was the only freedom she had left. Calista Caitlynn had been raised in an Omega family—the lowest of the low, the slaves and outcasts of the werewolf hierarchy. For as long as she could remember, her parents despised her. All their affection, warmth, and protection were reserved exclusively for her younger sister, Amanda.

Leslie was immediately sent flying by Adonis' strike. Then, Adonis turned to look at Anthony with a smile on his face. “Anthony, I see you as a worthy opponent. You’re not in good shape, so it’s meaningless for me to beat you now, and I don’t want to take advantage of this situation to kill you either. Why don’t you just retreat for now?”

He smiled handsomely as he retorted, “I don’t care if Eunice used me in the past. Everything I’ve done for her was my free will. What do you expect me to do? Of course, I cannot stomach that in all people, you whom her family would mistreat her instead. Besides, the slut woman I know is standing in front of me.” “You!” Leah was itching to slap Anthony, but the man towered over her. Before her hand touched his face, he stopped her. Thus, she was frustrated as she yelled, “She and I had no blood relations!” “I would think the same if I were Eunice. Why would I claim to be your relative? How ridiculous. It will be like a curse.” Anthony sized up Leah with a mock tone and disgust in his eyes. Th

Anthony was a gold digger just like Vladiv always said. "Vladiv, he is in his study. I just left there in search of you, there is something I would like to talk to you about." He muttered. "Me, what is that? Is there a problem?" I inquired. A pronounced sigh escaped his lips," it's about Lexi, today before we had left the house to the cemetery for Celine's funeral I saw Anthony hit her, and when we got back to the mansion I overheard him talking to someone on the phone, he plans to make Lexi sign over all her properties to him." He stated.

The car came to a stop in front of the mansion door, and just as I expected, he stood in front of me with a cold smile on his face. “Diego, son, how are you feeling?” He asked, noticing that I walked out of the car first. However, I knew that his eyes and attention were not on me. The door opened, revealing Lea, and that was when the man’s eyes narrowed before he looked at me. And for a second, I could swear that I saw both fear and hesitation in his expression. “Lea Auditore…?” “Hello, Alpha Cosimo.” She said, walking toward him. “It’s been a while since we’ve met…”

“And I won’t let him make me feel like I should be grateful for it. And I'm not going to allow anyone to question my decisions simply because they want to do so.” He was quiet for a long moment. Then he murmured, “He’s not used to people like you.” “People with lives? Or people who do not submit?” “People who challenge him without fear.” I looked ahead, watching the wind brush through the high trees. “Then he’s in for a very long marriage.” Alessandro smiled. “You know, if you ever get bored of tormenting him, I could use a good strategist.” I smiled faintly. “Tempting. But I think I still have some torment left in me.”

Lights stretching in every direction, clean and indifferent, the whole of it moving at its usual pace without any interest in what was happening up here. Leo Crane was patient and he was deliberate, and he had chosen a restaurant table like a man positioning a piece on a board. Anthony had played against men like that in boardrooms for years. He knew exactly how that kind of patience was supposed to end. He had no intention of letting it. His brows instantly pulled together. The dinner had been going so well before Leo walked in. More than well. He wasn’t going to examine why that bothered him as much as it did. He filed it away and left it alone.

He seemed to think before answering my question. "Prof, please, tell me. He must have thought that what I was carrying was not his child, so he had the heart to do something like that to hurt my family, is that true, isn't it?" I insisted. Mikey shook his head, "Unfortunately, you love him too much Leah. You don't know what the old Anthony was like. The old Anthony was Anthony who was crazy about money and thrones. As for women, he's not good at managing his heart about women. He's stupid for loving someone, like a woman."

I felt anger bubble inside me. “Look at me!” I snapped. His eyes shot up to mine. “Do you know who I am?” I asked. He nodded. “Tell me.” “You’re Leah Garrison.” “Yes, I am. And you did this to me.” I held out my wrists and then lifted my jumper to show my healing wound. His eyes fell to my stomach and then back to his chained wrists. When he lifted his gaze again, his eyes were filled with sorrow. “I am so sorry; we did this to you.”