Novel & Cerita Crime Of Passion

Gulping his drink, Leo silently watched as grace was being bashed before him, she wouldn't easily speak and that he knew until she had agreed on her own. “Your father's collectivrly had raped me in a motel where I worked” grace said “a single pregnant lady trying to earn an honest living, the killed my unborn child” she stated out “ Cprtel strret, November 1991” she declared, looking up from where her face had fallen “this was my vengeance” she said forth on a venomous tone. “And so you killed them both, so why cause the rift and try killing us all ?“ Leo queried, regardless of what he had heard.

He made her believe that no one can take her place in his life. Few days ago when Annika once again saw Soniya with Shivaay in the hotel room, She was so mad upon him. In her anger She didn't want to talk with Shivaay. She was literally ignoring him but later in the evening Shivaay persuaded her. He apologized and promised her that in the future Soniya will never come again between them and today he fulfilled his promise by sending Soniya in Prison. Soniya was going to sentence to the life imprisonment for her henious crimes. She was involved in human trafficking. And She was also

She saw the pieces of shattered glasses on the floor and she held her head like a crazy woman. She called up her men and gave her instruction. She was so determined to let Danielle be away from Anthony's life forever. “ I don't care on what you're going to do. I just want her dead. Is that clear?” “ Yes, miss!” The man on the other side of the phone answered with a grin on his face. His name was Marcus, one of the most wanted criminal in the country.

Get a grip of your self, get a grip, he recited the words trying to calm himself. He closed his eyes, exhausted from the inability to phantom his predicament. Okay, just go there, ask her about herself and how she got there. He stood to his feet, pushing the bathroom door. "Shit..." he was taken aback by the pool of blood, covering his white tiles and the gaped throat of his supposed to be captive. Although roughly inscribed, What crime is wholely welcomed yet does more damage? What sin does man commit yet is counted lucky? What joy would it be if you had not partaken in this crime?

"A $4 million debt stole her freedom One reckless slap changed her life forever." Valentina Russo refused to bow before the most feared man in the underworld—Don Damiano Moretti. Instead of killing her, he made her an offer she couldn’t escape: become his wife… or watch her family burn. Trapped in a gilded prison, Valentina vows to hate the ruthless mafia king who stole her freedom. But Damiano isn’t after obedience he wants her heart, her fire, and her surrender. As deadly enemies close in and buried secrets threaten to destroy them, passion ignites into obsession. In a world ruled by blood, power, and betrayal, can the Don’s captive become the only queen capable of conquering the b

San Verità didn’t explode after the leak. It held its breath. By dawn, everyone knew someone had crossed Luca De Santis. By noon, everyone knew the price had been paid by the wrong man. The execution wasn’t loud. It didn’t need to be. One bullet. One body left where loyalty used to live. I watched the footage on a muted screen, my fingers curled tight around the burner phone. “He’s telling you something,” Matteo said quietly. I didn’t look at him. “I know.”

“You are interesting, Sabrina. Is that why I like you?” I swallowed, wondering what I was going to say in response. “Is that your own confession?” He smirked. “I believe you confessed first.” “No, I didn't.” I blushed. “Stop blushing, Sabrina. You make me think of blood.” “Cool to know that you can't read my mind but you want my blood.” I taunted. He wasn't fazed. “I want everything about you; your kiss, your blood, your heart, amd your future.”

It was something that shouldn't have happened. Melody raised her chin slowly, “I have been celibate since I got divorced, but with him, I just lost control,” she stared at Jasper while sobbing. He wiped her tears slowly with his hands, staring at her. “You really don't need to beat yourself up, is that clear?” Jasper said calmly, holding Melody's hands. “It isn't a crime to love, but it's a crime to love a criminal. So either way, one crime is wiping the other,” he smiled gently, pulling Melody towards him as she laid her head on his chest.

Antonio felt a pang of guilt wash over him as Marco's question echoed in his ears. He lifted his face and admitted, “I'm doing this to you because you deserve it. You're the son of a murderer. No one messes with the Morenos and goes Scott free.” “You can't keep me here forever. Besides, you already put my father behind bars. What else do you still want from me?!” Marco blurted, his words making him more enraged. Antonio smirked, his lips curled into an evil smile. “Putting your dad behind bars isn't enough for the crime he committed. You as his son will suffer for his crimes. I'll only be satisfied seeing you both get tortured!”

Is your wife nothing to you? [That’s not all. I saw this with my own eyes. When the art exhibition caught on fire that day, Joshua Thompson ignored his wife just so that he could save his first love’s painting. That’s why Rain Zimmer nearly died in the fire.] [But here’s the most disgusting thing! When Rain Zimmer finally stopped being such a lovestruck idiot, Joshua Thompson lied to her that he had cancer so that she would return to him. He even paid to have news about this trend so that we’d pity him! Bah! It’s no wonder why your wife divorced you!]