Charles Montemayor Mga Nobela at Kwento

Struck by the young man's breathtaking appearance, Magdalena stepped out from within, offering him a polite, nervous greeting. He asked for fresh orange juice. Magdalena knew enough English to understand, assuring him she would prepare it right away. As she turned to press the juice, a tremor ran through her hands. She was deeply unnerved by how fiercely this stranger had stirred her heart. Casting her shyness aside, she decided to seize the moment; she asked him about his travels, offered recommendations, and added softly that if he ever needed anything at all, he should return to her shop and she would help him.

“They are well known. I’m sure you heard it on the news. Their leader, Laureano Vitale, is old school.” My spine straightened, and I froze. Laureano? My heart hammered as I realized that Domenico really didn’t know who I was. At all. “I thought the leader’s name was something like Thomas.” “Tommaso,” he corrected. “He died a few years ago and his brother Laureano took over.” I stared at him as tears welled in my eyes. “What’s wrong?” Domenico asked as he moved to sit beside me. His finger tipped my chin up.

Charlie spoke up, “Master Chandler, it’s me, Charlie.” When Chandler heard and recognized Charlie’s voice, he said in surprise, “Oh! It’s Young Master Wade! Why are you calling me so suddenly?” Charlie then said, “This is the case. I’d like to ask you about a person. I wonder if it’s convenient for you?” Chandler hurriedly said, “Please go ahead and speak.” Charlie asked, “Do you know an old man named Carvalho Mason? He is also an American-Oskian.” “Carvalho Mason?!” Chandler asked in surprise, “Young Master Wade, did you see him?”

"One word from you that you intend to move my husband, I won't hesitate to kill you and your dad. I know he is the only one who gives you the power to brag." Jayson's eyes almost widened when he heard from Esteban, how did Esteban know about him and his father? No one knows ordinary people in their work… unless the person he is dealing with now is not an ordinary person. He wondered who Esteban really was and why he was better known as poor and worthless. "Who the hell are you?" Jayson asked him with difficulty. Esteban approached him again and whispered something. "Remember my name… I am Desmond Montecillo. The heir of Montecillo Empire."

Louis warned, slowly descending to his Koenigsegg CCXR Trevita. This was the first time Sirius Montemayor needed his help. Louis knew his cousin well enough to know that Sirius would never ask anyone for help because of his pride.

“And you are my father?” “You don’t have to worry!” Zeana Tan snapped me, so I curiously glanced at her. “You and Diego are not blood-related. Margarita Montero is his second wife. The former chairman’s wife is dead during childbirth, but it was not publicized, that is why you also don’t know. You know how Montero’s are very private in their lives.”

This early morning? "That's my son," Mr Monterio said to the lady, pointing at Charles. "What's the meaning of this?" Charles asked. "Since you decided to chase Celine away, I brought another lady for you. She's beautiful, isn't she?" Mr Monterio asked. Charles glanced at the lady who was already smiling at him seductively. He shook his head. "She is, but I'm not interested," he said. "You aren't gonna tell me that one cos you're getting married to her. I can't continue watching you messing around with other girls. It's high time for you to settle down" Mr Monterio said.

“I’m Elijah’s mate. I’m the only one who can give you what you want.” Serena sighs, shaking her head. “Be patient, darling.” She gestures toward Zoe lazily. “Your friend is merely a temporary solution.” A sharp chill skates down my spine. “What do you mean?” I demand. Serena rolls her eyes like she’s growing bored. "Oh, come now. You already know." She waves a hand toward Zoe. "Unfortunately, Zoe isn’t mated to an Alpha. But..." Her lips curl in satisfaction. "She is mated to a Beta, and her soul—along with her six precious little lives growing inside her—is only enough to buy me a few hundred years. I want to be immortal, darling."

“You would be dying for a good cause, “ he gripped my hand tighter, pulling me closer. “If Nikolas finds out what you’re doing, I will kill you myself.” He let me go, and I instinctively clutched my wrist in pain. He got up from the table after tucking the document I gave him inside the jacket of his coat. “Go on, Antonio. I would like to talk to Viola about women's business.” He left with a huff, leaving me with Mother. “Guess who I saw at the Cartier store the other day?” She asked. Without waiting me to answer, she did it for me, “Aurora Mancini.”

I dropped Aiden down in the pool, making sure he wasn't in danger of drowning, and headed over to my wife, but a guy got in the way halfway. "I think we don't know each other,” he said without missing a beat, "I'm Jonny, Olivia's younger brother." "Oh, nice to meet you,” I said accepting the hand he held out to me, "I'm Louis, Eva's husband." "Ugh, they're all married,” said the boy looking me up and down. "And you will soon be,” said a man standing next to him and putting an arm around his shoulders, "I'm Charles, by the way, and I'm Jonny's fiancé."