Camilo X Mariano Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Come on Cassandra, think about everything that has happened so far. He killed someone because of you, he no longer does anything that would make you uncomfortable and he cares about you. Does none of it ring a bell?” I stopped to think about it for a moment. Somehow, she was right. Mariano killed a man and not just any man but he was Michael’s brother, he doesn’t let me go out without his permission nor without a guard and moreover, he has given me a bit of freedom to do as I want. “What in the world is going on?” *** My little conversation with Celia ended shortly. She went back to her duties while I was left in the room, wandering aimlessly with no idea of what to do next.

Dana asked, noticing something strange in Maria's disposition. "I can't stay for dinner. I have to go back home, as you know. I am still supposed to control things around there." "That's right. So we will see another day." "We will. Take care, Mr. Hamilton." He could only nod as he watched Maria leave the house, then he turned to look at Dana. His expression was solid and skeptical. "She is the wife of the late Manuel Cruz? Why did you befriend her?" He asked his wife, believing that she was too stubborn to listen to his words.

JILLIAN My body is shaking a bit while my hand is forming a fist as he walks towards me holding the woman by the waist. So, it is how he holds a woman he likes. The woman smiled at me and I’m forced to reciprocate that smile though I’m so broken. I’m jealous. “Jillian, she is Carina, my woman,” Angelo spoke. My world felt like it stopped spinning. I can’t believe what he just said. I forced to maintain my composed self and act as normal as possible.

I demanded, turning fully toward him. “It means the same way you resisted marriage, he resisted it too,” Xavier explained, glancing at me with an amused expression that made me feel even more unsettled. “So really, you should be relieved. He was probably glad when everything changed and you ended up marrying Emiliano Navarro Reyes instead.” He paused briefly, as though trying to remember something important. “What was his name again?” “Emiliano,” I replied flatly, refusing to entertain the conversation any further. “Right, Emiliano,” Xavier repeated, then squeezed my hand lightly as if to soften the moment. “No hard feelings, but I am pretty sure you both rejected each other in your own way.

“You call and I’m going to message Mia. She helped me get married. She will help you.” “No, she won’t.” My hopes faded. “She’s a Luciano. She hates me.” Camila pressed her lips into a straight line. “She’s a Roríguez now. When I first met her, I wasn’t impressed. Since marrying Jano, she’s changed.” “Is there anyone else you can call? I don’t feel confident about my marriage hopes depending on Mia Luciano.” “Roríguez. Let me try Mia.” Camila walked into the living room with her phone.

"I've always known you'd be a wild leopard in bed. Too bad I never got a chance. The only time I did, I turned you down." I snorted. "That's enough, Camilla." Mariano cut her off roughly. "You all know the reason why I'm playing along here. Don't make me lose it and pretend I never saw you guys here in the first place. It's a game. We've done this before. Don't read too much into it." I was sure he was talking to me but I didn't care. I was already too pissed off to give two shits about what he was saying.

The last thing he wanted was more scandals during his birthday celebration. Lorenzo pulled out a slim case and slipped one between his lips. Before he could reach for a light, someone offered him a flame. Calmly, he leaned in to light his cigarillo while a man stepped up beside him, smoking one as well. The overhang from the upper balcony covered them in shadow and privacy. “The Patriarch says he already did his part and expects you to do yours,” the man murmured between drags. “There’s still one detail left,” Lorenzo replied calmly, lifting the cigarillo to his mouth.

“Aurora…” “Let me finish” I said, raising my hand at Dante who frowned “Caspian is a cop who was against what Giovanni did. He sent men to go after him, his mate is an agent as well. Both didn’t want me getting in trouble with the Giovanni business and have been trying to get me out of it. Third, there is no such thing as a sire bond. Not in the sense that you referred to at least. Therefore, the next time you choose to listen to someone, or want to accuse me of something like that…”

I know Carlos is right, my brothers won't hesitate to kill him and I didn't want that. I owe Carlos for saving me, For keeping me safe and most of all ending the life of the man that gave me so much heartache and pain. The least I can do for him is make sure he gets out of this alive. With My hand still keeping tight hold of Carlo's hand I looked up to face Lorenzo and Marcel. They looked confused, their eyes on Carlos's and I's intertwined hands. "My name is Carlos García" Carlos introduced himself. Marcel furrowed his brows probably because he had the same last name as Carlos, but he didn't say anything on it instead staying quiet as he kept his eyes glued on us.

“Yes, like Dario used me and Andrés used Catalina. It fucking sucks, Dante, but that’s the world we live in. Dario and Catalina are doing well. So are Aléjandro and I. Camila will adjust. She won’t even need to leave the world and culture she knows. Besides, Rei’s a good man.” Inhaling, my chest felt tight. “Fuck that. I’m sick of people singing his praises.” My voice rose. “You of all people. I thought you’d see my side in this—Camila’s side.” “Me, who has been married off twice in her life?”