Fabio Romance Novels & Stories

I catch every alphabet written on it and I narrowed my eyes as I try to remember if I ever see the same thing written somewhere. The familiarity of the way the name was written left me in confusion. It couldn't be- Dominic interrupted me make me shift from staring at the piece and off my thought. "Do you like it?" my lips instantly curved a smile at the question before correcting him, "I love it... I think I want this" Dominic clap his hand excitedly again. "Is this one of Nicolas?" I stop the overly excited man as he begins to walk away from me into the closed-door room.

"That, Adam's words prove to be a curse for me until now." Yara clenched her fists that were under the table. She remembers the words of Adam, her first love and first ex boyfriend in high school when they broke up. "I swear you won't be able to date forever. Anyway, you won't be able to get married until you can see me on the aisle."

' I pursed my lips to refrain from crying. "Mia, I'm sorry if I'm hurting your feelings. I mistakenly believed that there was love between us when there was only infatuation. I thought we were in love because you were the only girl who caught my attention after Sofia. However, now that Sofia has returned, I realised we weren't in love because I still love her. Mia, I don't even want to hurt you; all I want is to be with her once again and finish the unfinished chapter of our love story. What should I do?"

I state. "I know and I'm sorry for that. I..." She broke into fresh tears. "How's Fabrico?" She suddenly asked. "He's happily married to Selene and raising their baby girl," I tell her and she smiled sadly. "I'm happy for him. I am. I wish I could take back everything I did to hurt him" she dried her eyes and then stared at Russo. "Hey, baby...wanna tell me about school?" Russo stared at me. "Go on," I tell him.

"Now that's what I call honesty. I've heard from Marco. About what happened this afternoon. About you calling those women. About Lucia getting them for you." Alexandro let out a long sigh. Fabio laughed softly. "Oh my God. Alexandro De Luca is in love. Who would have thought?" "I'm not in love." "You love her." "No." "You love Lucia. You love your contract wife. You love the fat woman who annoys you all the time." "Shut up, Fabio." "You love her. Just admit it." Alexandro didn't answer. "She's already admitted she loves you too," Fabio said.

she grumbled, rubbing her temples as if I had given her a headache with my story. I shrugged, “I didn’t want to make you worry - and I know how much I had lectured you about staying away from Fabio because he is a Castello, and now look.” Giulia laughed prettily. “And now you’re the one lusting after a Castello. Is he as disfigured as they say?” I shook my head and fought the blush which threatened to spill out onto my cheeks. “He’s got a scar across his eye, but it makes him look rugged. The sort of man you want to stare at all day just because he looks like a work of art.”

He began to scrutinize the sheets Fabio had just handed him, carefully examining them for any crucial information he could use to support his current plans. Fabio Saramossa himself was of Italian descent, having devoted over 20 years to Raphael. As his right-hand man, Fabio had undertaken numerous tasks, from the mundane to the dangerously risky. For him, Raphael's word was law; contradicting it was unthinkable, let alone failing to carry out his orders.

His gaze slid over her body slowly, deliberately, from head to toe before he added in a flat voice, “And this was the atonement for your sin.” His face remained unreadable. Empty. Merciless. “I am not a fool, Siena.” Her heart slammed against her ribs. Yes—Fabio had called her today. She had spoken to him. He had insisted on meeting her, claiming he had something important to tell her about her real family. But she had refused. She had no intention of seeing him. Something about it felt wrong. How did he know her family wasn’t her real one? How did he have information about people even Cristiano claimed had committed unforgivable sins? It unsettled her—but she wasn’t foolish enough to fall f

She perched next to me, exuding presumption in her pompous gold dress, from her flirtatious bag she took out a red lipstick and leaned over, applying it subtly to her pinion lips. "I've never seen you before” he commented suddenly I got up; I hadn't looked at her before either. Although I don't know how she went unnoticed by me, she did look like a Hollywood actress. “I come in place of Anastasia Magnani, maybe that explains why you haven't seen me before, by the way, I'm Mariané Lombardi, I added with a smile” As I supposed, I didn't return the gesture. "Oh, I should have guessed" he said in a dismissive tone. “I'm Alexa, I've come as a companion”

The ring in my finger is a symbol, and so is our names on each other's HarmonyMatch app. And so, I decided let things go. I looked at him and said: "Christopher Caelum Asher Renault-Lee," he looked at me, puzzled. "Your Highness. There is no hiding." I took a deep breath. "I'm in love you, too," I said. And there was silence. He just looked at me, face unreadable except for what seemed like shock. "Um…hello?" I asked, waving my hands before his face. "Hey, are you o–" And just like that, I found myself kissing the prince.