Dolores And Mariano Novels & Stories

Antonio replied. "Dolores" Antonio called out. "Dile mi esposa para darse prisa" said Antonio. "esta bien señor" replied Dolores. "She's going to get her" Antonio said. "She doesn't speak English actually, but understands a little a English, to save her the trouble we mostly converse with her in Spanish" explained Antonio. ____________ _____________ A knock on Olivia's door,"yes come in" said Olivia. "Mi hija, it's me Dolores"

But I knew Dolores wasn't here of her own free will. "You know I don’t like to share, Mi amigo, and you know how much I paid for her, but if you agree to fuck only your whore, we are cool," Romano commented, his violet eyes lingering on me. "Don’t worry, my angel. I will take care of you, just sit down and relax." Fernando was already on his feet, grabbing Dolores and pulling her down to his lap. "I won’t touch your chica, I'm a man of action, not words."

Dante said, staring at Dolores. "I know, right? I come from a bloodline of gorgeous women. That explains how good I look. I can't wait to see my Evie though," Mario said, sipping his drink. Manuel chuckled. Dolores took a seat on the bench a bit far from Candela and Adrian. Candela scowled at her. Dolores felt the rage of her sister's eyes, making her uneasy as she struggled not to look at Adrian. Mario swam towards the spot close to Dolores.

Dolores and Elena. "I really needed this food. Damn... that was hard." Dolores said. "Just eat up and let's go," Elena replied taking a seat in front of her. She saw an apple and started munching on it. When Dolores was done with her chicken, they both walked out and back to the party. Maria and Mary that had been peeking at them through a small crack in the door since they entered heaved a sigh of relief. After Maria was done with her food, they cleaned up and ran back to the party.

Nikola slowly scanned the room, girls practically drooling over him as he glanced in their direction, but then he spotted me and started walking in my direction and he stood a few steps away from me. He gazed at me without breaking eyes contact, He then looked me up and down before before my father started approaching us. "Mr Hernando, It's nice to see you again", My father blurted out, reminding him that they had met before I had never witnessed my father so unprofessional; I could see him trying to hide his fear. "Yes and you what is your name he asked me,I was slightly taken back," Marylin Diaz, I said. Then my father hurriedly said to me, "This is Nikola Hernando", It seems like he was m