Entangled Hearts: Mr. Fusco's Unexpected Love Novels & Stories

His heartbeat, a steady drum, echoed the symphony of emotions that resonated within me – love, longing, and the undeniable ache of imminent separation. In his embrace, I felt safe, cherished, and completely understood. The worries that had haunted my thoughts throughout the day dissipated, replaced by the serenity of that moment. Now, all those moments were snatched away from me. He was taken away from me, not because of anyone else but because of me. We were doomed from the start, weren't we? He was a Russian and I was an Italian, it was enough to ruin us. It did ruined us.

That was the power of destiny and this was how it wanted its game to go. I only played along to it and probably might have taken it too far with Spencer. I was relieved that I was out of it, although not completely. I still felt attached to him, my heart was still racing whenever my mind crossed to him. Those feelings were still there. I had to admit it to myself but I had to eradicate it. I can't allow my infatuation to rob me and my child of our happiness to stay in this marriage. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the sound of my door, opening and closing. The scent of the intruder's cologne already made me presume who it was.

Just then, the headline of a news article popped up on his screen, and he clicked on it as if his finger had a mind of its own. The headline of the article leaped out at him in bold letters. "Official Estrangement Announcement". Ethan's heart sank. He scanned the contents of the article and shouted in disbelief, "Aurora… Aurora cut ties with me! Why would she do something like this? She's always wanted to get in my good graces!" He staggered backward a few steps as he checked the article repeatedly, making sure he'd read the contents right. Xavier's unease peaked. Why would Aurora cut ties with both her fiancee and her biological older brother? Could she have…

my stomach twists, my chest is loud with heartbeat, i smile like an idiot and say maybe i don’t want him thinking straight. and then he looks at my mouth. i know he does. i feel it. his breath on my cheek, his smell—rain, wood, sweat maybe—fills my head. i curl my hands into fists so i don’t grab him right then and there. he leans in slow. so slow i can count the inches disappearing. and i swear it’s happening. i swear. my heart’s right there in my throat. and then the buzz. his damn phone.

Chapter 111 Lucia’s heels clicked on the cemented floor, her lips stretching into a wide malicious grin as her mind reverted back to her dear husband, Enzo. Hers and Enzo’s marriage had been the usual for every successful mafia empire out there—an arranged marriage. Her father had used her as a tool to strengthen his own mafia empire. In other words, it had been a loveless marriage from her side. Enzo was respectful, loving, even caring, but all through these years, his love never managed to melt her heart. She couldn’t force herself to love him when she obviously felt nothing towards him, could she?

I ask, resting on his chest. "Better now." He whispers in my ear, fanning my earlobe. I bite down on my lips as a curling sensation hit my lower stomach. "Yours?" My thoughts go to Scarlett in her tiny green gown. "Jody got engaged," I say instead. I shift my head a little to get a view of his face, to see his reaction. "They are getting married this winter." "Jody? Is she the one with the annoying laugh?" I nod.

Cherry with Aunt Melody, Aunt Melody with the old master. Complicated! o0o* Upon reaching the upper floor, just as Fiona Forger carefully observed Chris Desmond and Ember Canen lingering and reluctant to part in front of their room, she lightly coughed. These two were something. They were engaged and still chose to sleep in separate rooms. She couldn't stand it. "Get some rest," Chris Desmond kissed Ember Canen on the forehead in front of Fiona Forger, then turned and nodded to her before returning to his room. As soon as he left, Fiona Forger rushed forward, "Ember, I have something to ask you."

There were two dead couples beside her and anyone looking more closely could have figured out they were her parents. Her name is Viola Sanchez, only daughter to the Sanchez couples. They live at the far outskirts of the city which made it very hard for anyone to locate them. Viola Sanchez, 19 years of age, beautiful with slim curvy killer shape which can get any man down at her feet, never stepped out of her parent’s mansion. She was trained and homeschooled with all her life filled with lies by her parents. They were attacked by SERPENT GANG leader, Don whom happened to have an unsettled deal with her parents. After killing her parents, he went to their room and returned back with a black b

let's just cut the long story short she got another phone "My name is James Wesley", the joy in her heart was immeasurable, frank was indeed one smart one night stand, "From Wesley and company certified accounts I saw your application and I wanted...." "Sorry Wesley from whatever company you said, my wife doesn't need a job bye. Have a good day and please don't call this number again or we are going to have a problem" Lewis interrupted and hung up. That was top notch jealous there. Elsie smiled in satisfaction watching him fume over a call. As they say, jealousy is the first sign of love.

It feels like a new home. A man is behind the counter. He's making two espressos. Frida sneaks up on him and slams her palms on the marble slab, startling the elderly man and startling me as well. He spills some of the coffee and curses under his breath. She has a bright smile on her face, which contrasts with his deep frown. I can tell this is Mr. Burns. There's this thing with his eyes. Like Frida's did, it reminds me of Scarlett in that photograph.