Caught In A Bad Romance Novels & Stories

Sia said shaking her head while Mrs Colliins stared at her hatefully. She had no idea who Sia was and she was even more shocked and surprised that Sia could read her motives with one glance. In the first place, why would she have gotten together with a man like Mark Collins? He had a fairly good reputation and was rich but it was nothing compared to the company he ran for his wife, the rich heiress, the real golden phoenix. She had intentionally gotten pregnant, that was the only way she could tie herself to him.

She needed more time to rest and relax to recover and that two minute wasn't enough, she'd be needing like thirty minute. Struggling to get on her feet, she fell to the floor, he'd had her crippled, tears formed in her eyes as she sobbed softly, she'd had always heard rumors about his insatiable thirst for sex and had made a bet to get him down, from her experience with him now, he was far more worse than what they describe him as, a sex monster is what he is and should be referred to as not god. From how damaged her body was, she knew she would be spending more than a week in the hospital and she wasn't sure that she'd be having enough money for paying the bill, most especially when she had

Archer asked, in an angry tone. “Sweetheart…is in a conference meeting.” Romeo lied, looking at the door, and stretched his hand to touch the door. “Liar! I saw her falling down on the track! Is she hurt? What happened to her?” Archer growled, his heavy breathing could be heard through the call. “Oh! That was nothing! I was just excited seeing her winning the race so I hugged her and accidentally fell down with her. Then I remembered that she has a billion dollars deal so I just took her away!” Romeo said, rolling his eyes.

Author's pov : In a room of a five star hotel.. Cathie and Daniel are lying on the couch... panting heavily.. after having sex.. "It was great", Cathie said after calming her breath. "Hmm..", Daniel hummed. Cathie said in her mind, 'Hmm.!? Can't he say something good..? Arrghh!! ' .............. Cathie Adams, a 23 years old young...beautiful girl is obsessed with Daniel Christopher, a young, arrogant, handsome billionaire. Cathie loves photography and she has her own studio too apart from her father's business in which she works as a CEO.

She hurried into the room and shut the door behind her, then she climbed into bed and wished for daylight to come so she could leave and just forget about this awful night. Elena lay on the bed, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, heart heavy with the image of Chandler's lips meeting someone else's. She had retreated to the confines of their hotel room after seeing them, seeking solace within its walls, yet finding none. Her mind replayed the scene again and again, the hurt digging deeper with each iteration.

Her shout echoed through the ballroom, “How could you, Leonard? How could you get engaged with her?” Her voice cracked, and tears streamed down her face. Jane and Leonard's kiss was forgotten as all eyes turned to Ivy. She stumbled forward, her heels clicking on the marble floor. Suddenly, she lost her balance and crashed into a nearby waiter. The waiter's tray of drinks went flying, shattering on the floor. Ivy cried out, clutching her ankle. “Oh, my God, I'm hurt!” Seeing Leonard still standing beside Jane, looking at her as if he was looking at a joke, a sharp pain stung her heart.

This was as good an apology as she would ever get it… She knew it was his way of telling her that he knew she deserved a better setting for her first time, but that she couldn’t expect him to be a romantic partner. “As memorable as it could be,” she nodded at him, a lazy blissful smile stretching her lips. She had half a mind to tell him it had been everything she had hoped for and more, but she couldn’t. This was Roman freaking Bianchi. He was a mafia boss, and he didn’t do romance as far as she knew. Before long, they left the dimly lit bar, with Rose limping a little bit, her soreness both tingling with pleasure and slightly painful at the same time.

"This is why I wanted you dead. You only have eyes for that Scorpion. I don't know how he managed to win your heart. But goddamn it he is one lucky bastard." His words cycled in my brain like the world’s most horrifying mantra. "You…you poisoned me?" The question was barely a whisper. Romano rolled his eyes, a dark frown creasing his brow. "Wow, it seems your lover didn’t tell you. Yes, I poisoned you. If I can’t have you, no one can. Don't forget that you are my angel. I spent a lot of money on you; that was the biggest financial loss of my entire career. I wanted you for real... but how did you treat me?" He paused, placing a hand on his chest, pretending to be hurt. "Like a piece of shit!

They were doing something dangerous to me. “Is that really what happened?” I asked, even though deep down… I already believed him. “Yes,” he said. “I won’t lie. I used to fool around. I did a lot of reckless things. But I stopped a year ago. And meeting you…” He paused. “Meeting you was one of the best things that’s happened to me this year. I never thought I’d be happy again.” My cheeks flushed before I could stop it. “Will you be my girlfriend, Zara Cole?”

But he refused to budge. "It is alright. Talk. I need to hear what is on your mind," he said calmly, and irritation sparked inside of me. I could feel Astraea's presence stirring as well. "Do you not understand what's going on, Roman? We might be star-crossed lovers doomed to fail. Maeve was right. I'm only ever going to infect you with my bad luck. It spreads like a disease, you see," I blurted out, trembling in my seat. "You're afraid," Roman finally said, and more tears welled up until the waterworks exploded. My nails dug into my palm, my chest tightening.