Carmen "carmy" Berzatto Novels & Stories

Hands of a little girl, and a heart of gold. Tell me, who wouldn't fall for a guy like him.. . . . Carmen's POV I was standing behind Mr Attitude for awhile now and I gotta say- is he maybe staring a lil too hard at Julios? I brushed that thought aside and tapped on his shoulder lightly. It made him jolt up and turn his direction towards me. "Ms..Castro. What are you doing here?" "Uhm, coincedentally?" "I see." "What are you and Mr Black doing here?"

I heard a commotion coming from some of the office girls across the room which broke me out of my mind swirl. “Have you seen Mr. Hottie out there with the super sports car.” One of them gushed. Please don’t let this be Logan. I thought. The girls were all gushing over some guy outside. I looked over one of their shoulders and sighed. “Leah, isn’t that the guy who was at the bar last week?” One of my closest colleagues asked me a little too loudly, to drop me in it. “Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.”

I said, startled to see her here. She smiled, walking over. “Hi!” she said casually. “Uh… what are you doing here?” I asked, genuinely curious. “My friend owns this place. Actually, I’m with Reeve. He left something upstairs,” Carmela explained, smiling like it was the most normal thing in the world. Her name was a mouthful. “Can I just call you Carmy?” I asked. “It’s shorter.” Was it the Bloody Mary talking, or had honesty just slipped out?

“Juan? Get your ass over here!” “Language!” his mother said and then realized what was going on. “Carmen! Is it time?” Carmen narrowed her eyes at Jasmine. “Traitor.” Jasmine burst out laughing. Although they had just met, Jasmine already liked her. “Everyone, just settle down!” Carmen held up her hands as she rose to her feet. “This isn’t my first rodeo, and I’m not going to the hospital until I sample some of this wonderful food.” Zain looked over at Juan and burst out laughing. “Well, man! I hope you know how to deliver a baby.”

The news turned Winster county mayorial candidates upside down; because right now Kate is the most popular person in Winster county. Stanley’s POV The campaign was hectic for me because she made me her campaign manager. We focused on reaching out to the youth in correctional facilities, women empowerment and environmental preservation. Before the election, Kate already has 70% of the polls. I have not had a good sleep since then, but I was very happy. This is one of the things I love doing. Helping Kate is like helping my brother and my family. Emma’s POV Two weeks from now is the election. Today I and Kate went out to eat. I took her to our rendezvous point to enjoy her favorite Italian cui

Getting out of the room, she was met by a huge gathering of the pack members. She stared forward to see why everyone gathered. It’s probably one of those impromptu meetings. The Alpha, Damien, walked down majestically from the stairs, his composure was grandly towering, as if he wasn’t the one that nearly strangled her minutes ago. He had some Beta wolves, who served as guards behind him. He glared around the room, as he suspiciously scrutinised everyone.

That meant one thing. Luke was cleaning up. Carmen took a slow breath, straightened her posture, and picked up her phone. If she couldn’t reach Abigail directly, she would have to find another way. She scrolled through her contact list until she stopped at a familiar name Obetta. A sly smile touched her lips. Obetta was impulsive, vain, and easily swayed by charm. She had a certain playful confidence and a grudge toward Abigail that Carmen could use. Without hesitation, Carmen dialed her number.

It took a moment of hesitation before she finally sighed and stepped aside for me to walk in. I glanced at the little girl she had in her hand with a smile on my face as I got to see just how much she looked like Kate. “This is Amelia, right?” I asked, to be sure. “Yeah,” the woman, possibly her babysitter replied. “And you? What’s your name?” I asked her. She looked from left to right uncomfortably before sighing in defeat once again and giving me an answer. “Carlotta.” “It’s good to meet you, Carlotta. My name is Carmen,” I introduced. “Where is Dave?”

I step backward and hit into Santino’s chest. Santino grabs my hand, assessing the part where I got burned from touching Maximo's chest. “ Beg me, and maybe I will heal you,” Santino whispers, his deep voice doing things to me. “ I would rather die than beg anything from you.” I spit as I stare at Maximo, who remains rooted in front of me. Maximo smirks and I can feel Santino’s chest vibrate. “ She is feisty, I like her. Makes me want to have her writhing under me in bed while I bury my balls deep inside her hole.”

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.