Novel & Cerita Athena Valentini Nurse

Athena moved to the exit and stood at the entrance waiting for Nevin to show up. “Not until you go with me,” he relentlessly pursued her. Athena sighed. “No,” she would not budge. She picked up her phone, calling Nevin. Azazel was about to snatch her phone away and break it to pieces for even trying to talk to Nevin, but he remembered the doctor’s words. “Please come back, doll,” he pleaded. “Please go with me. Don’t do this to me.” His tone held so much vulnerability. Athena felt sad.

Frustrate the shit out of Luciano. The elevator lurched to a halt and I sashayed out of it, feeling every inch the bold woman I was before the bastard made me some fucking slave. He wasn’t immune. The fiasco yesterday made that very clear. He was simply resisting and I, Athena Hernandez, was going to break that resolve with a hammer if I had to. “Good morning!” I greeted cheerily when I slipped into his office.

ZOREN It was already past two in the morning when I was startled from my uncomfortable sleep on the couch when someone pushed the door open, and two nurses came in, pushing a stretcher, followed by Zachary, Jason, and Alex. I quickly get up and look at the person on the stretcher, and my eyes widen. It's Athena. It's really her. The hospital staff brought an extra bed into the room, and Athena was quickly transferred. "Why is she covered with bruises?" I asked after the nurses left."

he admitted, “but we’re making progress. I am decrypting the delivery guys phone right now, the one who made the gift switch” “Where’s Valentina?” Matteo’s tone carried a hint of concern, though his black suit looked as sharp as ever. “With Maria,” I said. “Hembapu, Tatekulu, Kalenga, and Nangolo are with her. Between them and the hotel security, nobody’s getting through. She’s getting the best prenatal care money can buy.” “Good.” He answered. The memory of Valentina’s collapse flashing with her skin pale, venom burning through her veins. “When we needed that antivenom so fast…”

Viviana laughed softly. Her light blonde hair flowed in soft waves just above her shoulders. She wore jeans similar to Valentina's. Her features were more intense, her skin was a porcelain shade, and her full lips were enhanced with some light makeup. "Valentina Moretti. It’s been ages. " Viviana smiled before wrapping Valentina in a hug. I felt puzzled and caught Nico fiddling with his rings. He looked just as confused as I was. When they finally released each other, Valentina beamed at Nico and me.

As a group, they all headed toward him, longing for the answer they had been waiting for from afternoon until night. "How is she?" Valentino asked, his face showing signs of fatigue and worry, his eyes dull. "Tell me what happened, tell me she's okay, Lenox..." Lenox, like the others, looked tired and dejected. He never imagined getting to a state like that, even less when he was used to such situations. However, this time was different; it was Athena who was fighting for her life in intensive care. The Italian took off his mask, pushing his dark hair back. Even his eyes were slightly reddened, indicating that he had also suffered a lot.

Looking at at him, I frowned and crossed my arms on my chest. "Mr Valentin, I am not your mate I believe you have mistaken me for someone else." I told him speaking like a sophisticated woman. "And I know myself perfectly, thank you," I turned away to face the door and held the handle. "I can never mistake my mate which is you, Athena Faris, and you don't know yourself at all." Valentin said earning a deep frown from me. I turned to face him and sighed deeply. "Look. I have a job, a brother I just want to go back home." I said trying to put some sense into his head.

“The Bronithe..” “What will happen in the Bronithe?” Finrod held to her hand, waiting for her answer. “I saw the Virsathen, it was glowing. I felt it worried and frightened. And I saw the Queen Aera; she was running away like the rest of the aristocrats. I don’t know why or from whom. Some of the warriors were poised to attack. And Ellaine,” Yntreia stopped. “Ellaine was at the center of the commotion. Someone, for some reason, wants her.”

“For him? Do you realize where you are? This is restricted. No one comes here without clearance. Who sent you?” I clench my fists. My mind races. Should I lie? Tell him Jaxon his brother sent me? Tell him the truth about my vision? He steps closer, his eyes narrowing. “Answer me.” I stand straighter, forcing the fear down. “My name is Athena,” I say firmly. “And I know you don’t believe me, but I need to be here. If you don’t let me stay, Damien will die.” The doctor’s eyes flash with irritation. “He’s already dying. What could you possibly do that I cannot?”

I knew everything about her even before she arrived. “Athena Valerio.” She extended her right hand for a shake. “Luciano Ballarino,” I said as I shook her hand. “So Luciano, for this to work, we need to set some boundaries. I am Romano’s collateral but that doesn’t make me your slut. For the eight months that am going to be staying here, you can not touch me or…” “Or what? You’ll call the police?” She's straightforward, I'll give her that but too straightforward for her good. It’s upsetting to have someone talk to me so bluntly, I wasn’t used to it and I hated it.