Cuando Mi Amor Llega Tarde Novels & Stories

Supple lips turned down, exotically curved eyes judgmental yet having no energy to express it fully, and topping it off, his arms were crossed moodily as he impatiently tapped his booted foot on the marble floor. "Be patient sweet love." Warm arms cascaded down around him before an equally warm body implanted into Mike's side. "Sen texted me they were going to be a few minutes late." Ashly reassured hir lover and calmly rubbed Mike's arms before releasing him, instead opting to loop their arms together loosely. "Babe, a few minutes in their language is fifteen and plus minutes, have you not realized? These punctual inept bastards invited us out which means we're their guests, but they take h

just good that I'm here now and you're not …exactly because of that ...are only a few minutes left ... do that, I love you guys and I'll get back to you as soon as I've landed … See you later

He never thinks before sending a text to any lady, not until Hazel came with her clumsiness and somehow crashed his iron walls. Then came her reply: « “It’s late.” He ran a hand through his hair, smirking bitterly. Of course it was. But since when did “late” ever stop them? They didn't have a specific time when they could reach out or see each other. Why would time stop them from seeing now? « “I know. I just… need to see you.” For a while, there was nothing. He watched the screen, waiting for the three dots that would mean she was typing. Then, finally:

After I took another knife for him and lost another pregnancy, Leander Croft finally agreed to marry me. On the day of the wedding, the bridal car never arrived. I only received a phone call from kidnappers who demanded my life in exchange for his. His voice crackled through the line, broken and faint. "Mila, just live. Do not come for me..." A kidnapper cut him off in the next second. "Mila Carver, do you want him alive? Get the ransom ready, then jump off Seaview Bridge." I ran back to my room to gather the money. When I opened the safe, I found a thick stack of documents titled "The Mila Carver Atonement Plan." It turned out that seven years earlier, the first time Leander had been

A passionate kiss united us Under that bright night sky, love reigned, and the future smiled at us And believe me, I was ready to live fully again and fight the whole world if I had to, to protect this happiness I deserved — and that I denied myself for far too long Ladies, we all deserve it Not just me Not just a few women All of us We went back inside and the party kept going beautifully Suddenly, my phone vibrated “Unknown number?” I murmured, surprised I stepped into the kitchen But when I answered, the call ended Right after that, a message appeared

I had nearly burned myself. I quickly pulled my hand away, my heart racing. “Focus, Charlotte. Focus on making dinner.” I exhaled slowly, forcing myself to calm down. By the time everything was ready, the house had settled into its usual quiet rhythm. All that was left was to wait for him. I glanced at the clock and saw he was late again. I told myself it was fine. It always was. His work demanded his time, and I understood that. I had always understood that. Still, a small part of me hoped tonight would be different. That he would come home, sit with me, maybe ask about my day. Maybe notice my mood.

“I’m already in the lobby, sweetheart.” “Jeez.” She hissed over the phone. “What’s wrong with you? You don’t accept no for an answer.” “At least you know me now.” I entered the elevator and punched her apartment floor number. “I’m going to be late tomorrow. You don’t know me if I have a lack of sleep.” “Fine. Report at nine.” “You’ve got to be kidding me. What is it that can’t wait until tomorrow?” “Me. I can’t wait. Patience is not my strong suit, sweetheart.” I walked into her apartment, and the door was slightly ajar.

he asks seeing I have no answer, “Good luck girl calming the beast ,he has been muttering how he hates lateness every time he asks me what time you will arrive. Oooh you look stunning today. “He winks and pushes me towards my office. I being the clumsy me and also not realizing the door was almost open almost fall inside my office. It doesn’t happen since the culprit responsible for opening the door from inside catches me in his arms. It takes about a minute for him to realize that I am late and he lets go of me as if I am suddenly burning him, making me fall my ass down, hitting my left leg on the door. I stand up ignoring the pain on my left leg and move towards my seat. Miles checks me

“It’s called the Estrella del Mar. I want to see you, mi amor.” I couldn’t resist that purring voice. “Give me fifteen minutes,” I said.

The message was directed to my old number. "Grace, you have one day to show yourself. Come back to me immediately, or face the consequences." I let out a dry, bitter laugh. 'I’m right here, Caleb. Just inches away, but you can’t see me anymore.' My phone, long forgotten, sat dead in the back of a storage closet somewhere. Even if I wanted to answer, it had probably lost its charge by now. As the minutes ticked by without a response, I watched Caleb’s agitation grow, his pacing becoming more frantic. Finally, he snatched his coat from the couch and stormed towards the door.