Dale Wentz Mga Nobela at Kwento

His skin went pale for a moment. “ Alex do something!” I heard Creed whisper again “ stop, she's doing fine” he responded.

Another huff with a roll of his eyes and he squatted down in front of me, setting the other bottle down and twisting the top from the Powerade. “Drink this, or I’ll make you drink it.” I stared at the bottle, unable to respond. For some reason I couldn’t shake it off. I’d been stupid to think that my fate was so far from Elio’s. Ella Delgado was a nobody who wouldn’t be missed if she were killed or sold as a sex slave. Fire burned my skin, and I drew in a hissing breath of surprise. Domenico’s hand rested on my neck, thumb moving across my jaw, tilting my head back.

Celebration. I felt my pulse steady rather than spike. I wasn’t running anymore. If this was a stage… then I would stand on it. The doors opened. Conversations stilled. Eyes turned. Elara sat among them, dressed beautifully, pale but composed. She looked at me. And for a split second… I saw it. Not triumph. Not hatred. Fear. Luna Isobel stepped forward. “Let the celebration continue,” she said lightly. Then her hand brushed my back, guiding me inside.

Zale nodded and looked at Dylan who was greeting Cia. "Dylan has turned into such a handsome man, Larisa," Cia said to Mrs Karlson while patting on Dylan's head. Mrs Karlson and her son smiled at her. Dylan shifted his gaze at Zale and extended his palm to him. "Pleasure to meet you again, Mr Alcazar," Zale shook his hand with him and gave him a stern nod. "So how is your work going as a new CEO of Karlson's, Dylan?" Zale questioned him. Dylan flashed him a polite grin before answering.

Delilah: I didn’t expect him to come. I did not expect him to be willing or to be able to look me in the eye without flinching. The door creaked open slowly, and the scent that followed was unmistakable. Power. Command. Pain masked in composure. I straightened in my place, despite knowing and swearing that I wanted nothing more than to end the man. I found myself submitting, involuntarily. Alpha Kael.

Some men loved to do that because they were a bunch of sick rapists. Hazel tried to look away thinking I was not going to approach her but if she thought that, she had another thing coming. “Alonzo,” I greeted. The man looked at me and smiled. His yellow teeth looked disgusting. I almost wanted to knock them out. Why would a rich man like him not invest in veneers? Maybe he enjoyed turning people off. “Markos—” “How much for your date?” I asked. Hazel’s eyes widened and she shook her head.

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However, the guy always deliberately approached Hana every time she comes out of the gate and asked her to chat. Actually Dale found out about it from Jason, the private driver who dropped and picked up Hana everyday. That's why Dale decided to start escorting Hana personally to keep an eye on the guy. Dale feared that the man had bad intentions towards Hana. Even Dale had already done an in-depth investigation of that guy identity. That guy is Delldora Alleyenzki, the son of the owner of the largest pharmaceutical company, Murrel Alleyenzki. He is also sole heir after his parents died. And it was his identity that made Dale even more suspicious.

Katerina got up from the couch, shaking her head in both disgust and annoyance as she walked toward the bar. One of the girls walked toward our table, but both Ezra and Diego didn’t pay her a second glance. “They smell like aphrodisiac,” Ezra stated, and Diego shook his head. “Forcing their pleasure out of them. Something that my father has as a profession. It is a shame that he doesn’t see it as wrong and doesn’t have anyone to tell him off, don’t you think?” Diego said, standing up as he looked at the woman, Katerina. “What are you going to do?” I asked, and he looked back at Cosimo.

“Please, think of what I just said thoroughly and think of the pain that we all lived because of the man before thinking of deciding something like this. For my sake, and for the sake of the years that the two of us have lived through together, please do this for me.” “Donatello…” “As for Ezra going to Rome. If I were you, I would be supporting him. At least, he is doing what I, as our children’s father, couldn't do.” He said, walking toward the door. My heart ached and I shook my head as tears formed in my eyes. “At least I know that our children’s, and our lost pack members’ blood would not be going in vain. That is something that I would not only be proud of, but it is something that I wo