Did Angelica Love Hamilton Novels & Stories

She is the most important person that day and it's her happiest day. A makeup artist had just finished with her makeup and her veil was pulled over her face. Alexander Hamilton walked in and said "It's fifteen minutes left, we need to leave now" he chimed. He stared at Rosalinda with a broad smile. He had never seen her so beautiful. She's a beautiful woman but that morning, she looked like an angel that just descended from the sky. Who knows that she would eventually become Chase's wife that day? That dude pulled a fast one on him and they immediately put their differences aside and he assigned her to walk his fiance down the aisle.

she paused and gently took my hand, “you’re stronger than her bitterness. You fought through thick and thin to rise from the ashes and become the woman you're today. She doesn't get to trample you. Don’t let her poison dull your light.” A faint smile tugged my lips. “I have a feeling she's the one feeding the tabloids about us,” I murmured. “Of course, it's Angelina,” Mama replied. “She still can't get over the fact that it's over between her and Alec—even though she's gone ahead to date other prominent names after him. She believes Alec should stay celibate pending a future reconciliation.” I swallowed hard. “The other day, she talked about making the children her step kids.”

“Think about it this way, it's not like she had a chance in the first place. Guess who's running against her?” I looked at her, racking my brain for the future senators in our class. “Josh?” She shook her dark ponytail. “Megan?” “Nope. I'll tell you. Angelica!” I gasped. No frigging way! Poor Indy. She truly did not stand a chance. Angelica Adams was tiny, but don't let that small, petite body and Cat-Valentine-like, childish voice fool you, she was ruthless when it came to power and did all in her might to get it.

Then she ended the call. Calista sighed, wondering what her sister was talking about while she pressed on the message. “Have you seen this?” Frowning, Calista opened the link her sister had sent. As the page loaded, her stomach twisted in knots. The headline screamed at her, making her heart drop. ‘A FRIEND OR FOE? YOUNG MISS HAMILTON’S BEST FRIEND RELATIVELY TRYING TO SEDUCE HER FIANCÉ, MR. RANYA WINDSOR, WHILE ON A PLANE TO WASHINGTON.’

She crossed her arms with a smirk on her face. "Reggie, say something - it's me you love, right?" Angelica raised her head to look at him as it seemed he was getting weak just by seeing my tears. He couldn't bring himself to hurt me. But then he met her gaze and shook his head. "No, I don't feel a thing for you. Angelica is the only woman for me, and I love her with all my heart." Hearing this, I clenched my fist and gave him a resounding slap across his right cheek. How dare he? I think he needs something like that to reset his brain. Because I think he has lost it!

She said sweetly, leaning into him. "It's alright baby..." He turned to face Samantha and the look on her face amused him greatly. "Let me go get you ladies some drinks while you get to know each other. I'll be right back." He said, registering the look of horror on both their faces and left anyways, not giving them a chance to reply. He had only one intention in mind and that was getting his angel away from that demon that called himself Ronald.

Four-year-old Alan did not lack affection even though his mother had married her former lover. Each of them was happy with their marriage, although sometimes Amelia felt jealous when Angelica come with Edward and Alan. Edward didn't care about Amelia at all. He would come to his father-in-law's mansion just for Elena. But a year later, tragedy struck. Angelica died when she was hit by a speeding car coming from the opposite direction at an intersection. She died with her future baby, and the police found a bloodied wad of paper in her hand. The paper had been crumpled into such a small sphere that it didn't look like Angelica was holding anything.

It seemed like he was saying, You, as the heir of the Cromwell family, how could you still bully a child? Amelia glanced at her sideways, twirling the purple jade in her fingers, she was waiting for Jamal to come back. It seems now, no need to wait anymore... Amelia raised an eyebrow, about to step forward. My arm was grabbed from behind. It's Angelica. Since just now, Angelica has been feeling attacked by words. Because her husband cheated on her, the whole world was blaming her. Angelica didn't understand, it wasn't her who did something wrong.

"I failed to protect you. I destroyed you with my foolishness. For years, I’ve lived with regret, blaming myself. But now… you've returned. God has given me a second chance. Please, don't reject me again." His hand reached for the hem of Angelica's dress, as if begging the woman not to leave. Angelica looked at the man—the man she once loved so much, and who also plunged her into a pit of suffering. There was a faint tremor in her chest, but her face remained hard. "I’m not Alice. I will help you get your company back, but stay away from me," she said softly but coldly. "I have no connection to your past. So stop this drama, Morgan."

I wasn't the only one who had history with her. She was known for burning bridges almost as much as she was known for her drug problem and inability to get over Alec Daniels. Hell, I was in over my head. "Hi." Angelica found her voice and addressed everyone with a haughty expression that had me groaning out loud. Lincoln winced and then patted the sand. "Angelica, why don't you sit, I know it was a long drive back from Portland." Her eyes penetrated mine with ferocity.