Carlos De Vil Novels & Stories

He irritated her she wished he would be called back to his family so she would be left alone with Carlos Unfortunately for Giovanni Angelina had fallen for Carlos the way he had fallen for her, his blue/black hair was longer that summer falling down his back in defiance of his father's order to have it cut. His brilliant blue eyes had met hers and he had known without question that he would marry this beautiful English girl. Although they had gone out many times as a threesome the two men joking with each other that they would both marry her, She would always persuade Carlos to be alone with her at some point, young though she was she made it very clear it was him she wanted to be with. Away

He wasn’t joking. Carlos really wasn’t joking!

But that she was actually a beautiful and powerful woman. At that moment, Carlos also felt sad. He had difficulty accepting that his wife, Natália Moom, no longer existed on this Earth. Carlos was losing his mind, he suddenly knelt down in front of her headstone and looked at the photograph of the kind, smiling woman in it. Her heart was filled with annoyance. All of a sudden, Vila started to hate her. He hated her for not saying anything. He hated her for taking it all on herself. He hated her for not hating her coming even when she left.

In the car, they sat beside each other and talked about the evening ahead, who would be there, what the Hargroves wanted from Lorenzo's presence, the usual choreography of events like this. Valentina was composed and precise and said exactly the right things. But she'd already made her decision somewhere between the mirror and the door. Observation wasn't enough anymore. ***** The office was mostly empty by the time Carlos came in and sat down across from her. He'd been quiet since she got back, which with Carlos meant he was either thinking or unhappy. Usually both. "He got in," he said. "Into your schedule,your confirmations… everything. And he did it without anyone flagging it."

" Carlos said in him mind, and take a deep breath. He look up at the members who were anxiously waiting for him to tell them who is the person working with the Vaewerewolf. "The person working with the vaewerewolf is me." Carlos revealed, and his words shock all the members greatly. His words shocked all the members that they did not say anything for a while, and they were omplete silence in the whole room.

Carlos turned his face toward me again, his expression cold, ruthless, and full of disdain as he looked down at me like I was the dirtiest thing he had ever encountered in his whole life. He looked at me without any mercy or kindness and spoke again, even louder and crueler than before, crushing whatever was left of my heart and dignity completely into dust. "Do you really need me to spell it out clearly, Lilian?" Carlos asked mockingly, sneering at me openly in front of everyone. "Look at yourself properly! You are poor, you have no background, you have nothing to offer me in life! For five years, I tolerated you and pretended to love you only because I was struggling and had no other choic

The guards stationed nearby straightened instantly, recognizing the vehicle before its doors even opened. Carlos Virelli stepped out. Dressed in a dark, tailored coat that billowed slightly with the breeze, he moved like a shadow given form—elegant, poised, and chillingly composed. Two other black-clad men, unmistakably guards, flanked him as he adjusted the cuffs of his shirt with the kind of nonchalance that only a man like Carlos could carry with such authority. The moment he exited the car, it hit him. That scent. It wasn’t just present—it was everywhere, dancing on the air like silk and sunlight, weaving itself into the pores of the ground, the walls, the very breath of the campus. Swee

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

Carlos said before sighing heavily. "What you heard tonight is nothing but the truth. My wife here is a rape victim, and it happened even before I met her. Before you hear any more wild stories from people with malicious minds, I want you to at least hear this from me. I knew about my wife's past and it doesn't mean that I had to judge her and I want you all to know that I love her so much despite that!" Carlos told them.

Mildred asked. "Hey, I'm eighteen and you're seventeen." Carlos said. "Fair enough." "So, why did you bring me here?" Mildred asked. "For a date obviously, and you shouldn't doubt my hacking skills I can drain some wealthy jerks account if I really want." Carlos said. "So is this date sponsored by a stolen money?" Mildred asked. "No, it's the money I earned working for Mr Christian." Carlos replied. "Oh, I see." Carlos had been working for Joelle ever since he found out Carlos had some skills. He made Carlos his personal little assistant and since then Carlos had been helping Joelle and would be paid for his services.