Edd X Eduardo Novels & Stories

I asked. "Alessandro Russo, tall, tanned, handsome you know the typical mafia man type" My heart dropped and my palms began to sweat, thinking back to my husband, the love of my life who left me at the lowest point of my life, and I was going to see him at the gala for the first time in a year. "I'll send you the rest of the details," Mateo states and hangs up, leaving my head spinning and my mind in a whole different state. A single tear fell from my eye hearing the name of the man who gave me the best life I'd ever had and then destroyed it.

Irene replied, "Are you familiar with him, Mr. Reed?" "Only acquaintances," Jordan replied, "By the way, Edric is a famous entrepreneur in San Fetillo. Weren't you born and raised in San Fetillo? You should know him, shouldn't you? " Irene squeezed a smile and said, "Mr. Reed, you just said he is a famous entrepreneur. I am just an ordinary worker. How can I know such a prominent person?" "I don't think so. Edric and Nathan are at the same level. How can you not know Edric when you know Nathan? They both graduated from University of San Fetillo. By the way, if I remember correctly, you also attended University of San Fetillo, right?"

Enzo spat. Eduardo’s grin widened. He didn’t answer him directly. Instead he reached behind, fingers finding the familiar curve of his mother’s arm. “Mother,” he said, voice soft and theatrical, “tell him. Tell him the exact truth. Let him know how his pathetic life has been the word of this coward.” He cackled

he said and i smiled to myself Edwardo has a bad past and remembering it will make his loose focus "Perfect"i replied and ended the call tbc

Eduardo stared into the paper and sighed, "You don't have to worry yourself too much about that, I'm fine." "No you're not!!! Eduardo you're dying!!!"

she introduced herself. Hearing the name, the man standing in midair feet touched the ground, removing the hood covering his face. A man with a big scar on his forehead, wrinkled puffy cheeks, and narrow small eyes, made him look more terrifying than he already appeared to be. “It is you, Eduardo, you are alive? I thought you died years ago, what happened?” Mama Sarah asked, her entire body trembling with excitement. Eduardo looked at Jim Kim, he whispered some words into his ear, his face changed drastically, and he nodded with a smile.

Michael clicked the link out of curiosity, and the video that opened centered on a couple. The guy looked a lot like Edwardo, but his hair was slightly longer and his shoulders weren’t as wide. The other person was a beautiful Hispanic lady with long dark brown hair, and a grin that suggested whatever this was about had some serious mischief attached.

One could tell by Drake's tone that he couldn't wait to hold the baby in his arms the day he or she will arrive in this world. " " Eduardo has been at the resort for three days but still felt very bored. He had even gone to the herbarium once to take a look at how the dried plants are classified and studied but still felt lonely after that. He was on his way back to the resort when his eyes caught something. He parked the car near a confectioner, got out and strode to where the scene was without waiting for his guards who hadn't stationed yet.

Eduardo's true feelings finally making an appearance. I could feel the tension on Cassar. I was surprised Edwardo wasn't dead yet. "Well," Eduardo whispered in French pulling me even closer, his breath reeking of booze. "This time you may have won. If you ever disrespect me like that again, Cassar Salvaterre will find your body in the desert. Scavenged and whored out by the wildlife." That was all it took for Cassar to snap. His classic raging growl was loud enough for even the humans to hear.

Duncan Gordo shook Edward’s hand firmly and Edward smirked. “This is Bernard Austin, the best man that I have, James and Duncan!” Edward tapped the shoulder of Bernard, a man with a robust posture, dark brown wavy hair, and a shaped jaw and he was 6’5” in his height. “Mr. James, Mr. Duncan…” Bernard shook each hand in a shift.