Cinta Sudah Terlambat Novels & Stories

Forever in my heart (Selamanya di hatiku) I finally found the love of a lifetime (Akhirnya aku menemukan cinta seumur hidup) With every kiss, our love is like brand-new (Dengan setiap ciuman, cinta kita seperti baru) And every star up in the sky (Dan setiap bintang di langit) Was made for me and you (Dibuat untukku dan kamu) Still we both know that the road is long (Kita berdua tahu bahwa jalan masih panjang) We know that we will be together (Kita tahu bahwa kita akan bersama) Because our love is strong (Karena cinta kita kuat) "Indah sekali, Mas, lagunya" "Tahu nggak lagunya siapa?" Aku menggeleng. "Lagunya fire house - Love of life time. Special buat kamu, Ra. I love u

On the day before New Year's Eve, Alora Sheffield wants me to bring her a morning-after pill. Her red lips curve ever so slightly as she takes in my snow-dampened clothes. "What reward would you like for being so obedient?" I ignore her question and hand her the emergency contraceptive. "Here's the morning-after pill you wanted." As Alora takes the box, she reaches under my shirt and runs her hand over my abs. "We may as well get it on just this once, since I'm taking the pill anyway." I gape at her, but a second later, she bursts out laughing. "You should see the look on your face. “I’ve arranged a marriage for you. I raised you, so it’s time you repaid me. “You’ll do as I ask,

All the blood-stained memories of Manhattan drifted away with the cool evening breeze, left forever in the ruins of a life I would never return to. THE END

~OLIVIA~ I sat on my sofa. I traced the edge of my diamond ring while a smirk appeared on my face. Then suddenly, my phone buzzed and I swiped the screen open instantly, expecting Matt's name. Instead, a text message popped up from a private number with no caller ID. “The suite at the Grand Horizon is booked for tomorrow night, beautiful. Don't keep me waiting like last time.” My cheeks flushed but I deleted the message immediately. I shook the thought out of my head. I could not lose my focus now. I had to secure Matt.

Love requires patience. For six years, I had dimmed my own light for Dominic Brown. I had managed his home, swallowed my dreams, and faded into the background so his empire could shine. And still, I clung to the belief that my loyalty would eventually warm his cold heart. Tonight, that belief was cracking. I moved along the edge of the ballroom, avoiding the center where the elite mingled. Whispers followed me like smoke. “Did you see that?” one executive’s wife murmured behind her champagne flute. “The poor thing actually believes she belongs here.”

Justin's tone softened into something more pleading, which was rare for him when speaking to Serena. Serena almost thought she was hallucinating. There was once upon a time when his tenderness was something she yearned for. But now… "It's too late." Serena's voice was distant. "Justin, everything you are saying now is too late." "What do you mean it's too late?" Justin asked. "Do you mean Candice? I'll give her some money to make her leave, and we can still go back to the way things were!" "Hah." Serena let out a cold laugh. "You haven't changed at all!"

"Mr. Laurent has carried a torch for you these past five years! Despite how sweet and loving Bella is, you're the one he's pined for! Your picture still sits on his desk!" He stooped to gather the torn pieces, his actions fueled by anger. "You're nothing but a homewrecker! You've shattered what Mr. Laurent and the sweet Bella have built over five years!" Mark rose to his full height, his eyes burning with blame as he fixed them on me. "Do you really think you're all that? You're nothing but a fake! A selfish person who ditched true love!" I slammed the door shut, tuning out his bitter words. Later that afternoon, "Atelier Valeriano" popped into my head.

He stood by the window, dazed and unhinged. Then he spoke. "I love you so much, Astrid." I felt no longing in my heart as I turned and drifted away. —I no longer love you, Keith.

’ That word was starting to feel like a curse. “There’s no indication of infertility,” he continued calmly. “Sometimes, these things just take time.” Time, Patience,Hope. I had heard it all before. “I understand,” I said quietly, even though frustration pressed heavily against my chest. He gave me a small, reassuring smile. “Try not to stress yourself. It doesn’t help.” I nodded, though I wasn’t sure I believed that. After a few more words, the appointment ended like all the others—without answers.

Victoria Graham told me we'd have to postpone getting our marriage license again just as I was picking up my fork. Victoria set down her cutlery, her tone as casual as if she were commenting on the weather. "Next time." I took a bite, chewed, and swallowed. "Okay." She glanced at me, then lowered her head and reached for another bite. Before taking it, she looked up at me again. "You're not angry?" I took another bite and answered calmly, "I'm not." We'd been engaged for six months, and this was the 17th time she'd postponed getting our marriage license. She was used to it. So was I. I ate slowly and finished my meal, one mouthful at a time. She didn't touch her food again. After ta