Novel & Cerita Fortunato Depero

Except nobody but him was laughing. Fucking idiot, if he thought he’d ever get his dirty fingers on my fortune. It was long gone. He must have thought me an airhead, stupid little girl. Let them think that though. And when they least expect it, I would strike. Santos Snr wrapped his disgusting hand around my waist and turned around to stare at the crowd. Thank God he was on my right side, so I still kept Ella on my left. “It is unfortunate that Calvino lost his life. As you all know, the beginning price for Miss Calvino was set at a million dollars.”

The night prior had seen me tossing and turning, a turbulent sea of thoughts churning within me as I contemplated the impending encounter with Antonio, my betrothed. Antonio Luca, a name that carried with it an aura of dread and an air of mystique. Over the months leading up to this juncture, I had delved into the depths of research concerning this enigmatic figure. My findings, culled from various sources including newspapers, painted a haunting portrait of a man rumored to have single-handedly taken the lives of fifteen individuals, earning him the chilling moniker "The Death Angel of Doom." Though official channels may have debunked these claims, my intuition whispered a truth that refuse

Chapter 381 He admired his work, and he had an unspeakable sense of pleasure. No matter where Jean was, and no matter what happened in the future, this tattoo would always exist until the day of her death. Jean's heart was filled with displeasure, and she smiled lightly and said, "You're flattering me." "Goodbye, looking forward to seeing you next time." "Goodbye." After the man went away, the smile on Jean's face disappeared. This young foreigner expressed his favor to her straightforwardly. He was Sarah's stepson. It was impossible for him not to know that she had already been married.

, Joanne replied. "Do you remember the man that met us at the forest when we initially thought we were at the wrong place?" He asked peering from one face to another. Both Joanne and Bennie paused for few seconds and Jared knew they were thinking. "Yes," the chorused abruptly in unison. "Well, he is dead now." "Oh my god!" Joanne shrilled with her hands over her mouth. "What happened?" Shock was written all over Bennie's face as he asked. "It's a complicated story," Jared said before proceeding to speak about the whole scenario he had experienced during his stay at the Fortress. From the first day to the last day. And to his surprise, they understood better than he had expected them to.

It's not his at all! "You're better off with someone more down-to-earth, like me. I, for one, never cared about that flashy luxury stuff." Looking at the sports car's registered owner's name, I couldn't help but sigh at his stupidity. Even more ridiculous was how Solana and her group of girlfriends were now all very worked up, completely fooled by him. "So he's a gold digger through and through? He finished leeching off his last target, and now he's targeting Lana?"

Just when she thought that the storm had settled, another disaster was about to happen. A new clip? Her head whirled. What could it possibly show? Was it footage of something worse? As the screen flickered, a new video replaced the live studio feed. And the video started to roll. It was taken from a different perspective and was obviously taken by a different visitor using a phone. The dinner table, the clinking of glasses, and the awkward moment were all there. The champagne was moving through the air and splattering all over Sophia's silk dress. And Florence’s other hand jerks as she tries to catch it and the champagne glass tilting in her hand.

My breath hitched, as I prepared for what was to come. And then he laughed. He actually laughed. I heaved a deep breath. His laugh was nice. "You will regret this, Sophia bambina. The next time I have you in front of me. You will regret speaking to me like I'm below you. Your little friend, Brian, your brother, and even your father will not save you." And the call was disconnected, leaving me heaving like some idiot. L'Angelo Dell Terrore was going to kill me. TBC

“Oh, he does. Not just any woman, but a nobody who has him wrapped around her finger. He practically signed the McCall fortune over to—” SLAP! The sound of Maria’s hand striking Stella’s face echoed through the garden, leaving the other women in stunned silence. “Maria!” Gloria called out, rushing to hold her friend back. “How dare you slap me!” Stella screamed, holding her cheek. “I will slap you again and again, you witch! After everything you’ve done, trying to destroy my family!” Maria shouted, her eyes blazing with fury. Stella scoffed. “I’m not the one destroying your family, Maria. It’s your precious son, signing away the McCall fortune to a—”

Bastard. “Six thousand, nine hundred and sixty-nine.” She watched as his lips pulled downward and then he looked at her with curiosity. “He really liked eating pussy, Mr. Matrone. Even this situation right now,” she waved to her short clad lower half, “wouldn’t have stopped him. He was a different individual.” Delfina took pride in the fact she made the great Furio Matrone look like he was ready to toss his cookies. Score one for Delfina. She mentally patted her shoulder. He quickly regrouped. “Well, in the safe there is some information I need. I appreciate the code. I am quite disappointed you removed the heir to the family.” He looked her over as he considered the fact, she mentioned she

Trying to recall any details. Everything just becomes fuzzy and then dark until I wake up the next morning. I know Daya is hurt after finding out I slept with Mara that morning. She may be in denial that we are fated mates, but I’m not. And because I know I hurt her I hate myself so much. I never wanted a mate after watching my parents slowly die from the plague. After losing Calvin, I never wanted to be alpha. It feels like my life is pre-decided for me. All the big decisions that I should be excited for, are a result of fate’s twisted sense of humor. Calvin moved our pack to this region because rogues were attacking our old territory and he heard this territory was safer. How ironic. He lo