Bianca Kesempurnaan Cinta Novels & Stories

"Please Mom." Bianca looked down at him and touched his cheek lovingly. She really wanted to stand up for her son now that he wanted her help but she didn't want it said that Queen Bianca of Mercia refused to support her husband in his decision to get their son married to someone in his class because he was in love with a commoner.

Bianca is a good definition of beauty. She has dark long hair, fair skin, and a pointed nose. She is slim and tall. Bianca was raised by her dad who owns different companies in different countries. Bianca has been in love with Ricardo ever since they both had a one-night stand. She is a girl who never gives up until she gets what she wants. She catwalks on her heels straight to Ricardo's office. " Hey," She called out to Ricardo in her usual manner. " Why are you here? " Ricardo asked without looking up, he knew who it was already.

"Stephanie is the one I love. Anyone who dares to mess with her again will have to deal with me." To me, Edwin was like a savior from heaven. Right then and there, I fell for him. It all felt like a dream. How could a mafia boss like Edwin fall for someone like me, a girl everyone blamed for her mother's death? Even after we got married, it still felt too unreal. I really thought he loved me. But now I knew—he married me for Kelsey. Three years ago, Kelsey was diagnosed with chronic leukemia. She needed a bone marrow transplant, but no one in the family was a match.

She smiled and walked away. It was a market day and Avice had gone to sell her mother's fabric. The king officials paraded the market that day, to inspect the market. He saw the same guy again. He seemed to be the leader. When he saw her, he said something to his colleagues who continued moving. He followed in her direction. "Hello". He said as he squatted before her. Everyone could not stop gazing. " I am Connor '', he introduced himself. "Avice '' she replied. "We can meet at the hills later right?" He asked. "Sure, when?" She asked. "Decide". She thought, " Ok, before sunset".

Bianca nodded slowly, her determined gaze fixed on mine as though she'd not heard a derogatory word uttered. "I only want you body, no more. Understand?" I looked down at her small form before me, noting how perfectly proportioned she was for my tastes. She nodded again like an obedient little pup—and it was getting on my nerves. All I wanted to do was shove my boner down her throat to get more sounds out of her mouth. 'How slow can this woman be?' No matter how desperately she craves my touch, there had to be a limit to how pathetically needy someone could become.

"I am asking you for the last time. What the hell do you want?" "Nothing," She shrugged. "I simply asked you to come here to see me so that I could show you the truth. To get you out of your dream world." "What do you mean?" Fiona was beyond confused about what she was talking about. "Oh, my innocent princess. Your little married life I am talking about. Fiona Fiona, Fiona! Do you really think Justin could ever love you? Scratch that... Like you. Love is far from it. Just look at you. Old, plain, average, and boring, whereas Justin is completely the opposite of you. I mean, come on, babes. Even though I know, he's better than Noah, hon! Open your eyes; your marriage will end sooner than you

I felt something in my chest go cold and still at that, the specific stillness of understanding a thing fully for the first time. "She used my own restraint against me," I said. "She used everything," Bianca said. "That's what she does. That's what she's always done. She doesn't find the gaps in people's defenses. She finds the parts of people that are working exactly as intended, the good parts, the careful parts, and she turns those into the gap instead." She looked at me steadily. "You weren't careless with me. You were careful in exactly the way I would have wanted you to be, if I'd been the one actually living in your house. She just made sure that the careful version of you was the ver

-"Wow Melina you look like a princess tonight! Your dress is wonderful!" -"Thank you Eugenia. You look beautiful too" I returned the compliment. -"Now you are lying! I hope I had a dress like yours!" Eugenia told me. -" And I hope I had a simpler one and not this extravagant one!" I countered. We were sitting in our seats and talking about various topics when Eugenia interrupted our conversation and exclaimed in surprise: -"Melina look! There he is! The man of my dreams! Oh my God he is so handsome!!"

***** Bianca was already waiting The iron gates of the Morano estate swung open, and Bianca was already on the front steps, perfectly dressed in a figure-hugging crimson silk dress that shimmered under the porch lights. The moment Luca stepped out, she moved toward him, her heels clicking softly on the marble. She wrapped her arms around him, pressing her cheek to his chest. "I'm sorry this is happening to you," she murmured, her voice low and warm. "I wish your brother were here to see all this. He should have left her as a maid instead of making her your wife." Her nails grazed the back of his suit. "We never knew she was… like this." "No," Luca said sharply, pulling back enough to look a

Lucas would never fund her mother’s treatment, a couple of sex doesn't mean he loves her, does it? She had no money of her own, no means of saving her mother. But Bianca did, and all Bianca wanted was a man she hated the moment she saw him, a man who slowly in pieces took down the walls in front of her heart, a man she wasn't sure loved her back.