Romans & histoires Ash And Serena Love Fanfiction

Its beautiful but the flowers stamped everywhere are a tad taky for my taste. The sound of fingers snapping jerks my attention from the details of the room"go fetch my breakfast girl" regina mumbles not bothing to look at me or unlock her painted lips from filex.They are out right going at it right in front of me. The rage boiling inside of me had me biting me tounge to keep my mouth shut. servant or not its down right disrespectful servant or not such things are meant behind closed doors.Such boldness is frowned apon expecially for a high lady. Rushing to the door i Leave with a short" yes ma'ma. I have no disire to watch miss high and mighty throw herself at filex."Gross" i think to mysel

I gave Rowan flowers because he came to me first and said we could hype a CP to attract advertisers, so you could get a cut too. "And the lisianthus I bought for you was not chosen carelessly. The flower language of lisianthus means sincere, unwavering love. "I love you, Ash. Let's start over. I'll distance myself from Rowan." She looked at me pleadingly, hope flickering in her eyes, waiting for the day I would turn back. I met her gaze and, without any hesitation, pried her fingers off mine. "It's impossible, Nina. It's too late. Everything you are saying now is too late."

I didn't want to believe it. I stormed out of the living room, my feet moving on instinct while my mind boiled with indignation and confusion. Katya's words echoed in my head like a mocking chant. Feelings for Dante? That was absurd. Laughable. And yet, every beat of my racing heart told me it might not be. I turned the corner with far more speed than I intended, only to halt dead in my tracks. There they were. Dante. Seraphine. The perfect picture of a couple in love...or at least, something close to it.

A faint smile pulled along her lips as she put a hand on top of his. "Shan, I get your concern but it was not the way you thinking. He had his reasons to be mad at me," Serena replied. "And we made up yesterday anyway," she added as a radiant smile blossomed across her face. "Yesterday?" Shanice probed. "Yeah. We hung out together yesterday. Not technically hanging out as we stayed at my place most of the time. We cooked together, ate together, and had lots of fun. It will sound cheesy, Shan, but being with Asher....he makes me happy. He cares for me. Time flies for me whenever we are together..I think..Shan, I think I am falling for him," Serena admitted, blushing a little. She had not said

Serena I woke up with a smile on my face. A genuine, from-the-heart, can't-stop-smiling kind of smile. Last night had been... perfect. Ethan had told me he loved me. And I'd told him I loved him too. I love Ethan Ashford. The thought still made my heart race. I still couldn't believe that Ethan Ashford—the youngest, most powerful, most ruthless billionaire in the world, had confessed his love for me. Me. Serena Lawrence. The woman who was thrown out in the rain. The woman who lost everything.

She cups his cheek, “Hush, love. I’ll be back in no time. I promise.” He nods, and takes a deep breath. “I love you.” He nods, sniffing. She pulls him to one side, and Ash turns away from them as she pulls his face to hers and they make out. Charlie comes over to them and rolls her eyes at Serena and Connor.

she went on through sobs. To be called a cheater by Ashina had no effect on me, whereas if the same word came from my Serena’s mouth, it hurt so much. Afterall, she was my mate. I approached her, wiped her tears and enveloped her in my embrace. “I’m doing my best to divorce her, but the stubborn bitch that she is… She’s ruined all my plans.” I could feel her calm down. “I promise to divorce her as soon as possible.” Serena looked at me and smiled. Then she proceeded to undo the belt of my pants, squatting down.

It’s only moral to postpone the Pandora’s box that I’m about to unleash and seclude it up until next week. “You know how much I love you, Serena. And I’ll give the world to you,” he slid his hand towards mine and held it genuinely. Why do I feel like leveling to my father’s gameplay? Playing the field, and reaching out with no one to help? Maybe the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. “I love you too-----.” Liam’s composed façade suddenly turned into a curious glare. “What is this in your wrist?” he said examining the purplish broken rings.

He groaned in agony. "I can't keep coming back to you, Karl. I can't keep being the one who begged for you to stay. I know I had nothing else to offer you like how much Lucia could offer you, the money, the status, the easy life. I know I don't have that. I know I only have my love for you. But you should have realized that was everything that I got and everything I am. I had given you my one hundred per cent, never less. If even with all that, you could still betray me... then I have nothing left to offer you anymore..." Ashley could feel warm tears running down her cheeks. She took a deep breath trying to avoid making that sobbing sound. She covered the phone with her palm and took a long