Novel & Cerita Bianca Bustamante And Lando Norris

I stopped, then snapped my head to the direction of the door. And there she was. Crystal. Standing just outside my room, wrapped in a silk robe, her blonde hair perfect, shining, lips curled into something too smug, too knowing. Like she had already won. “So early that you decided to sneak in extra time with Ryan by posing as a maid.” she paused, then shot me a cold glare. “That's pretty low, even for you.. “ Her words stung just for a moment. She was right. That was dumb and stupid “But I'm sure you are now aware of who the true Luna of this pack is.. “ she took a few steps into my room, her steps cautious and calculated.

Some were built by people who knew the world had teeth. I pressed the button. A red light blinked three times in my palm. A few minutes later, the lock clicked. For one wild second, I thought Luca had sent a doctor. Then Bianca Voss walked in with two female guards behind her. She wore a white custom gown that skimmed over her swollen belly, and on her wrist gleamed an obsidian bracelet. It was Luca's mother's bracelet, the one left for the woman who would become the Moretti Donna. Once, Luca had held my hand and said he would clasp it around my wrist when we finally had a proper wedding. Now it sat on Bianca like a slap across my face.

Once, I had poured my entire soul into making this cold fortress feel like a home. The vintage medical diagrams I had framed myself, the rare botanical specimens I had painstakingly nurtured on the sunlit terrace, the handcrafted espresso cups from Florence. Everything was still perfectly in place. Yet, my personal essence had been completely erased. It was as if I had already become a ghost under his roof. Right then, my encrypted phone buzzed with a notification. It was a text from Dominic. 【Aria, I’m sorry. Tonight’s dinner is canceled.】 【Bianca’s vehicle was targeted by a rogue faction's drive-by shooting right outside the Valentino Enterprises skyscraper. She wasn't hit, but she severel

she said, turning sharply to look at Lisa before adding, “Please get me a chair and put it next to Mr. Mancini, then you can go. I will watch over your patient.” “Wait a minute,” Alessandro said coldly. “Lisa isn’t just my nurse, Bianca. Allow me to introduce you to my remarkable wife, Lisa Mancini,” he asserted, firmly gripping Lisa’s hand. “This woman beside me is my former fiancé, Bianca Lombardi. When she heard I was blind, she left me for someone else and then got engaged to him. I would love to know why she is here in my office.” “I already told you I have missed you very much, Alessandro,” Bianca said sweetly while pulling a chair closer.

The smug fuck was smiling and gave a wave. “Hey, Lanny. Remember me? It’s cousin Bert. Bertrando Romagna. Your nonna was my aunt.” Bertrando tried to develop a connection with Lando. Lando frowned, looking at Bertrando. “My nonna was an only child. You’re a liar.” Lando shook his head profusely. “You’re just remembering wrong. You would come to my mamma’s for family dinners on Sundays after church.” Bertrando continued to try and keep up the shame shuffling forward.

They were pretending they were in a sexual relationship to bring Weldon down, make him pay, and confess the truth about those damn photos and everything else. Well, if the crowd was staring at her, she would stare right back. So, Norah decided to stand tall. She slithered closer to Leone, ignoring the fact that she drew genuine comfort from his strength. “Leo! Darling!” A spectacular blonde approached them, holding the arm of a legendary, award-winning, big-screen star Norah recognized. They turned out to be the host and hostess.

Lorenza said in surprise. Leonardo stood beside her with several Marchesi Group executives. “What are you doing here?” he demanded. Gusto replied calmly, “As her boss, I’m celebrating our success.” Leonardo ignored him. “It’s almost 7. Nina is sick. Why aren’t you on a video call?” The room went silent. Gusto smiled. “Mr. Marchesi, isn’t Lorenza the children’s biological mother? Then why are you two dining out while Ms. Bianchi is expected to parent for you?”

The one Gustavo hired. “Hi, Nora—and…” I turned to him, letting my expression shift into polite curiosity, like I was only just noticing him. Like I didn’t already know exactly who he was. Luca Bianchi. The man behind the bomb that tore through my warehouse, The man who cost me ten million dollars in one night. And the craziest part? I saw every single thing coming. Nora had seen the text on his phone and told me everything. And all I did… was nothing.

“What do you mean, ma’am?” “Let’s just say” this time, the smirk appeared again but it was filled with hate and anger, “ I wonder who much longer, Nathan Hernandez will be the nations heartthrob” with one last look at the man who was already surrounded by the reporters, Bianca boarded her black Bentley as the evil smirk continued to linger on her face.

B I A N C A Lucas looked dumbfounded, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard. The entire store went quiet. Natalia's jaw was on the floor. For a beat, no one said anything. Then, Lucas let out a laugh. A loud mocking laugh that echoed in the store. "Your fiancé?" he sputtered. "Bianca, who do you think you're fooling? You don't have a fiancé. You're a nobody! You're just trying to get a reaction out of me."