Novel & Cerita Entre El Amor Y El Odio Capítulo 2

Make them both fall on the floor with each other. Somehow time seemed to stop spinning. The two people who hated each other looked at each other with unblinking eyes. The distance between them was so clos e, Xavier could feel the warmth of Bianca's breath against his cheek. ** Sinokmput

I asked him, my words tumbling out in a rush as it bore the weight of my wrath and hatred for him, Don Pablo chuckled instead, his laughter a stark difference to the anger brewing within me, My brows furrowed as I stared at him in confusion, but he seemed to be enjoying himself, "Keep your mouth shut!" Don Pablo growled after his laughter had boiled down, the anger laced in his tone was undeniable, Although he seemed amused, but I could tell he was angry, "This is just the beginning Martina. I just got started," He added, and then he chuckled again, "Very soon your Lover will be dead and after he's dead if you still choose to behave out of course again, I'd kill you and kill your daughter,"

His green eyes burned into mine, a mixture of anger and something deeper—something darker. My chest rose and fell rapidly, my body betraying me as the heat of his presence seeped into every inch of me. I hated him. I hated myself for not pushing him away. “I don’t let go of what’s mine, *mi amor,*” he whispered, his voice soft, yet razor-sharp.

The bastard still stared right at me, I clenched my hands, restraining myself for a moment before I walked out. I walked to the edge of the staircase then remembered that I had left Vittoria behind. I turned to look at her, she was on the floor, her face still strikingly beautiful despite the dust and blood stains. Valerio was kneeling in front of her and they were conversing. I couldn't help the pang of jealousy that came over me, I pushed it away, Valerio was too old for her.

Hurt transformed into anger, and anger ignited something far more primal between them. The shift from hate to love happened in a single, breathless moment. Their argument dissolved into a desperate, passionate claiming that neither of them could resist. Sandro lifted her onto the sturdy oak desk, papers and tablets scattering forgotten to the floor. Their bodies came together in a hate-to-love scene that was raw, intense, and emotionally charged. He took her hard and deep, each powerful thrust a mixture of frustration, devotion, and the desperate need to reaffirm their bond amid the chaos. Elena clung to him, her nails digging into his back as waves of pleasure overtook the pain and doubt, t

Just then, the living room door burst open, and Daniel stormed in, breathless and frantic. “What did you do? What the hell did you do?” he yelled at me, his eyes wild and red as if he was possessed by demons. This man was utterly pathetic. “ANSWER ME!” he roared, reaching for me, but my icy glare froze him in his tracks. I remained silent. Why would I answer him? He inhaled sharply, shame washing over him as he turned his gaze away. Did he genuinely care for her? Was this more than just a foolish obsession?

His eyes flicked to her mouth just once, just long enough to steal her balance again. “See you Tuesday, Brie.” She managed, “Yeah. See you.” He turned and walked away, hands still in his pockets, shoulders relaxed like she hadn’t just tilted his entire world. She watched until he reached the corner. A smile pulled at her lips. She hated him. She absolutely did. But she wasn’t fooling anyone not even herself. Whatever this thing between them was It was growing roots.

I am crying hard now . He took both of my wrists, which were holding his collar tightly . He shook my hands . He smiled , He sit in the chair royally , " did you feel the pain." He asked . " ohh I am enjoying this so much . I mean come on you have to make a habit " He came near me and whispered in my ear " of crying " our eyes locked with each other but we are not looking at each other lovingly our eyes holding hatred for each other. I step back still looking at him and making distance between us .

I immediately scattered my hair, using them to cover my bare shoulders and back. My hands flew to my exposed chests and I turned away, facing my left side, in front of the headboard. I can't look at him, he's heartless. His cruel, I belong to Nedan, he's my first love. I don't think I will be able to forget him or fall in love with someone else ever again!

"I came for you. Aren't you really in love with that child? She doesn't know what you need. Not like I do. You can still change your mind. Make me your Luna. I can give you all the pups you want." "NEVER!!" I roared. "But...but...I know you love me!" she whimpered "I never loved you. I've never loved anyone but Lucy. Now get out!" I turned to get dressed while she left. I came back out, pants on a shirt in hand, and she was sitting on the bed crying. I knew they were fake tears all for a show trying to make me feel bad for yelling. The truth was I didn't feel bad. I was pissed! Pissed that she thought, I would ever hurt Lucy like this. I walked over to her slowly. I grabbed her arm and pushe