Novel & Cerita Elizabeth Sturniolo

The past haunted most people. But not her. For Elizabeth Russo, previously Dante, the past was a trophy shelf of victories. A collection of scars she inflicted, not endured. Because what had she ever truly loved in her entire twisted life? Chaos. Destruction. And the intoxicating thrill of winning. “For years,” she began, her voice soft yet sharp like the stroke of a dagger, “I infiltrated the Dante family and fooled Ronald Dante. I started as a maid, washing their dirty plates, sweeping their marble floors... but look at me now.” A dark smirk twisted her lips. “Foolish man. He couldn’t sense it. And by the time he did…”

He said that was the best home domain as it wouldn't give Santiago the idea of where she was, he wouldn't believe Ace would let her stay elsewhere asides his mansion, Ace said he was setting a trap for him because he had his men dispersed around there in adequate disguise. I had to focus on getting the perfect dress for my movie night with Tom, opening my closet the first dress that welcomed my sight was the black shiny gown I had gotten a month earlier from Zaras collection before I left Nigeria, it was one of the few stuff I was able to get when forcefully relocating.

In fact, Elizabeth had previously reported to her that she was going out today, but Brianna had obviously forgotten about it, so she said, "Mom, I made an appointment to treat a friend to a meal today. I told you about this matter before." Brianna recalled for a bit and seemed to have thought of something, saying, "It seems to be like this, what kind of friend is it? Male or female? Do what?" "The girl is my best friend from high school. She is currently working in Pollard Group." Elizabeth replied. "Elizabeth, Mom does not want to bother with you, but you have to remember your current identity. You are not the Elizabeth of the past, you are now the wife of our Marquez family, and every sing

“Why did you take him from me? Why can’t you listen? You should have stayed in that damn place and die with that rogue beast. Why do you have to steal Max? I should be the Luna. I suit that position more than you, Eli- fucking- zabeth.” I was expecting to see her trembling just like what she did in the past. Yet, Elizabeth still had the nerve to wear a smile. Amusement and irritation were dancing across her green eyes. I shot daggers at her, but she did not bother. And instead, Elizabeth came closer and whispered her answer. “Who knows? Maybe Max grew tired of your body. Didn’t you sell your body to him just because you were obsessed with stealing what’s mine?” “W-What did you say?”

grunted the Boar. “I cannot believe you father. I really, cannot. You have never seen Elizabeth working? Do you mean to say that? Today she runs her own book publishing company which was in ruins and shambles since you wanted no part with it…she has turned into a money maker and not to mention you get twenty-percent of her profit share even though she has left the house three years ago. You have not seen Penelope in four years and she is a doctor with a very successful practice in Canada. And do I need to remind you about the fact that she studied by earning her own way through college??” asked Lancelot.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

"Tell me the truth, Spike. Are you using me for your own gain?" Spike hesitated, his gaze flickering away from mine for a moment before returning. This time, I could see that he was hiding something. "yes, in a way, I am using you, but not to hurt you. I care about you, Luna" his voice broke as he spoke. "I've wanted to tell you for a few days now, but I just haven't worked out how" his eyes fell to the ground. I could see and feel that whatever he was about to tell me hurt him. Taking a deep breath, he went on. "I'm cursed; I was cursed over 500 years ago by a witch named Sylva. She was one of your ancestors. After she cursed me, she told me that one day, I would meet a girl with hair as da

Yet, with Diego's astute assistance and her own determination, she navigated through the evening, maintaining the charade with remarkable skill. Under the watchful eye of Eston Pacnozzi, Stellina knew that her performance would be subject to closer scrutiny. She had to continue to adapt, to embody the essence of Vellina, and convince Eston of her rightful place by his side. The challenges had only just begun, and Stellina braced herself for the intricate dance she had to perform to secure her position within the Pacnozzi family hierarchy.