Este Dolor No Es Mio Novels & Stories

" I glared at him, my eyes filled with a disgust and contempt I had never felt so sharply. "The man you used to be—arrogant as you were—still had some shred of dignity. Look at you now. How are you any different from those men who sell themselves for money? "Do you take me for a fool? Someone who'd fall for such cheap tricks? You make me sick." I didn't spare him another glance—his face twisted with humiliation and despair. Turning around, I kicked the locked door open and walked out without looking back.

I am aware of my wrecked expression as his eyes wrinkle sympathetically. I am anxious because I do not know what is this doctor thinking about me. I bet I sound crazy to him right now. Oh, God! My body is trembling in this bed. "Is Mrs. Dallas related to me?" I perked a brow because it doesn't seem right, and I suddenly get a headache. Why is this day too tiring! I rub my forehead as my vision starts to spin around. I am trying to hold my consciousness until I heard the doctor's reply.

His scorn could shatter me into a million jagged pieces. I grind my teeth in aggravation. I haven't been in his company for more than two minutes, and already my buzz has disappeared. I have no idea why he calls me "princess." I may be Enzo Valentini's youngest daughter, but I'm no pampered mafia princess by any stretch of the imagination. I don't live at the compound. I hold a job. And I don't take money from my parents. I suspect that he does it to piss me off, which makes no sense.

She wasn't feeling well. And my heart was also in pain. Emma didn't feel a bond with me because she had a mate. I wanted to tell her how strong our bond is. She didn't feel my pain but I was feeling hers. The thought of her not being my mate was torturing me. Her old mate died and I am her new mate. But she didn't accept the reality. And what was more painful than that was that she couldn't realize the intensity of my feelings towards her.

“Surely you know better than to dine with the enemy. What’s your aim in all this?” I let out a long sigh, trying to hold on to the very last shred of self-control I had. I could not, and would not let her get the best of me. Or push me to lengths I didn’t fancy going to. “I’m Don of the family. My reasonings, actions, and everything else…I owe you none of them.” I inched dangerously close enough that I could see the cloud of anger raging behind her eyes. “You’d do good to let this sink in.”

It really wanted to come out. “Dolor est hic. (The pain is here.)” A small ball of dark energy floated over to Erik and he looked confused as it slowly approached him. When it finally touched him the expression on his face changed quickly. He let out a scream of pain and he curled up into a ball on the ground.

he growled as he stalked around his office, looking for something to punch. “I don't want a mate, not if this is what it does to you” Dell growled out, flinching when he turned on her. As far as she was concerned all she needed was herself and Sebestian, she didn't need somebody coming along and turning her world upside down. “Don't look at me like that, it destroyed my mother and now it's destroying you” she muttered.

When she was done, she didn't know how she walked back to the kitchen without falling on her face. “Oh my god! Did you see that hottie?" She grabbed Lisa and squealed immediately she entered. "Yeah, I saw. I saw how you were gushing and almost drooling all over the poor man!" "I was?..." Cora asked in surprise. She didn't know she was that obvious "Yes, Corazon!" Lisa rolled her eyes upward. "He's American. I can bet he's on holiday, looking for a pussy to make his time in Spain more enjoyable. So please get your head out of the cloud if you don't want to get hurt!" Lisa snapped

She cried towards him with a high pitched tone that irritates him more. "Because... my Dolora doesn't like you at all. My Dolora is so mad at you for liking me. Trying to get me. She doesn't like you as her friend now, because you've changed. I don't like it when she's insecure with anything because I want her to get everything... I want myself to give her everything, perfect." He answered without faltering, without thinking twice, without any sign of having a heart to feel any mercy.

“How dare you say that? After everything… after I’ve done for you?” “You’ve done nothing for me!” I snapped, finally finding my voice. “You’ve lied, cheated, and controlled me. And now you’re acting like this is my fault?” His expression twisted, a mix of fury and disbelief. “You’re mine. You always will be. And this… this pregnancy doesn’t change that.” I shook my head, the tears I had been holding back finally spilling over. “No. I’m done. I can’t do this anymore. You’ve made this toxic. You’ve made me hurt too much. I can’t…”