Novel & Cerita Diego Kang Lookism

Isabella shouted, banging her fists on the door, her voice laced with a desperate urgency. But no one answered, the hallway outside remaining silent. Inside, Isabella whirled around, searching for an escape. But there was none. She was trapped. Then, the door creaked open again, but it wasn't Sofia. It wasn't anyone she recognized. Four men swaggered into the room, their eyes glinting with predatory intent. They were grimy, leering, unmistakably thuggish. "Well, well, well," one of them smirked, his gaze raking over Isabella's body. "Look what we have here. A real beauty."

A few moments later, Noah and Jake suddenly laughed as if they're having a fun conversation with their eyes. I couldn't help but look at the huge thing bulging between Diego's legs, Noah didn't seem to be lying, his penis was fucking big and fat, it almost came out in his tight Calvin Klein briefs. "I don't like taking anything for free." Diego suddenly said to me and I looked like a fool nodding at him. Fuck! I can't believe what's happening right now, I was in the same room with Noah Centineo, Jake Andrich, and Diego Barros. This is so fucking hot.

said Diego with a warm smile . " But I... " said Kana confused . She still couldn't believe that this was real . She kept thinking that her mind was playing a joke on her because of her immense attraction to Diego . Diego noticed this and laughed a little then bent down on one knee and extended his hand towards her . " In our culture , our other half is called mate instead of wife . I promise that I will never let you feel alone or look at any other girl except you . Will you be my mate Kana ? " said Diego with his eyes shining in the dark .

After all, I had to find a way to channel the pain and cope with the loneliness that inhabited this immense place. Diego was very attractive. He had a unique style, with brown eyes and long eyelashes that gave his gaze a touch of innocence. His smooth, dark skin, long black hair, and round glasses made him quite charming. He had the appearance of a bohemian artist, the kind of person who could impress any young girl. Yet, no matter how hard I tried, my brain couldn't focus on anyone else. It was foolish to make comparisons, but I did, attempting to resist my instincts and the harsh reality: I was completely in love with the idiot Thiago and his knack for confusing me.

Koa, meanwhile, was discreetly sizing Diego up. Not bad. Solid finances. Impeccable taste. Gentle personality. Good physique. And those looks? Flawless. No red flags… yet. But still, better keep observing. As Diego bent down to talk softly with Moa, patient and gentle, Koa gave another approving nod. Suddenly— “Koa, what’s wrong? Why the serious face?” Diego glanced up with a smile. Koa froze—he’d been caught staring. His stoic little face didn’t have time to adjust, so he plastered on an awkward smile.

Marissa's POV Diego and I arrived at the hospital with Zeana Tan still unconscious. While Zeana Tan was being tended by the doctors in a private room, Diego had to make calls to his parents, saying that he must take care of his energy. And because I am a naturally curious cat, I had to make sure that Diego was saying the truth. The beautiful lady was Zeana Tan. I searched her on G****e and confirmed that it was her face. I tilted my head in confusion.

"What's your name again?" Lucas who had been admiring the wild dark curls on her head spoke up. "I'm Lucas, one year older than this fucker over here." Diego rolled his eyes and used his elbow to jab his brother in the ribs. Hard. "Don't let mamá hear that. I'm not ready to sleep on an empty stomach," he said before focusing on the bright brown eyes studying them, "I'm Diego and yes, unfortunately, I had to come after this goat in human skin beside me."

We might not be as close as we once were, but that didn't make me see him any less than family. I walked into the bar alone. Diego was seated there with Isis by his side; she looked... different, more vibrant than ever, even if her pink hair was gone. I had walked in on them making out. I couldn't help but worry; that was very unlike Diego. Was he doing this to get his mind off things, or was this the reason for the rejection? I doubted it; Diego had waited so long for a mate, he loved her, and he was very capable of controlling himself.