Guapo From Ferdinand Novels & Stories

answered one of Ferdinand's men. "Help someone?" asked Ferdinand, narrowing his eyes. "We don't know, sir," he replied. Ferdinand glanced down at his men. "He's just alone; you guys actually lost badly?" asked Ferdinand disdainfully. "No sir, at first he was alone, but it turned out he brought 10 men," explained Ferdinan's men. However, from the statements of his staff, Ferdinand did not get any information about who actually helped Angel. "Honey," from behind, Valen called her husband. He saw his husband, Ferdinand, who was gathering some of his men, and spoke with great emotion.

There was Leo, standing in all his handsome glory, staring at the very cute and chubby ferd… "You've been well fed, and you don't want me to go to work, is that proper?" He said sheepishly and Ferd giggled in return. I felt so emotional, I couldn't stop the tears that began to flow from my eyes. How I wish Ferd was his son actually, but it's so sad… I wonder the level of hurt that he would feel when he eventually learns the truth. "Hey. It seems mummy is awake. Why don't you go say good morning to her, and probably get some milk to top the one you've eaten huh?" He asked smiling at him, while Ferdinand giggled of course

“Every lash you leave on her back is a mark your court will see tomorrow. Will that make them adore you?” And like that, the tears I’ve been keeping at bay come rushing forward. Ferdinand’s gaze narrows as he snarls. “I don’t need their adoration. I need their fear.” Oh fuck, this isn’t going anywhere. “I know, but think about it, Great One. Me? I’m a fool.” He spreads his arms. “That’s what fools are for. Do whatever you want with me. Beat me, and tomorrow, they’ll laugh that I earned it.”

He grew up to become a handsome and gorgeous prince after all. "Fernando Perez" I mumbled almost in a whisper still in shock. We both locked gaze and that moment time stood still just like in the movies, this moment reminds me of Marichuy and Miguel in 'Don't mess in an angel' telenovelau series when those two had crossed paths. Let's leave the movies and face reality, my heart was throbbing faster as I stared at him. What was Fernando doing here?

Ferdinand laughed, "I am sure the cooks in the main palace are as good," As soon as the words left his mouth, Ferdinand knew he made a mistake. Theodore stopped walking and turned around, glaring at him as if he was ready to shoot arrows at his body. "I am offended," he muttered between his teeth as he moved closer to Ferdinand, who gulped and laughed nervously, "I am only joking, my friend," "You better be," Theodore raised an eyebrow and scoffed before walking away. Ferdinand let out a sigh and followed him, pressing his lips tight to avoid laughing — and therefore risk his death.

I hear my mother's voice, begging for him to not go on with whatever he had planned for me right now. My heart skips a beat and I know that if he was not going to take out his anger on me, he would do it on my mother, and I had no power to stop him from doing that. Ferdinand called himself a man of God. A man with morals and virtues none other had. But these were only his big words for himself, when in truth, he was just a regular man.

“Guess that’s my cue. Don’t worry, Gus. Big brother just needs a nap.” He walked past us, grabbing his car keys from the counter. “If you’re both planning to fight over the throne, count me out. I’ll be at the club with people who actually know how to have fun.” And with that, he left without another glance. The silence that followed was heavy. Guapo stood there breathing hard, his chest rising and falling like a restless beast. His face was flushed, his eyes still gleaming gold. “Coward,” he muttered under his breath. “Useless, spoiled coward.”

Close enough to leave that thing inches from where I slept. And it could only be one person. My hand hovered over it. My heart thudded, heavy and off-beat. I wanted to run back and let the triplets know, but I was curious too. On what and why it was here. Then I picked it up. I didn’t say anything when I answered. Just held it to my ear, breathing quietly, waiting. The line clicked. Then his voice slid through like smoke. “Hello, mi amor.” Ferdinand.

an older voice spoke in the room and I raised my gaze to see Ferdinand. He had his hair styled in his usual gel backward. He smoked a cigar and turned his gaze to Diego. “About time you came in. I guess I have Matteo to thank for that,” Ferdinand said. “I told you I needed some time to think,” Diego argued. “It took too long. I'm an old man. I might not have up to a week left in me,” Ferdinand responded. “That's if your lungs don't give out first,” Diego argued back. I smiled and took three steps forward. “Seems you both already resolved your issues.”

Ferdinand didn't seem to believe why I bought food at a restaurant. "Yes, today I finished my order for wedding souvenirs. So I feel relieved because my task is complete. I deliberately took Irene and Ilona to a restaurant so I might as well buy food for us." Ferdinand seems to like the food I bought. “Is it delicious?” I asked. Seeing Ferdinand too lazy while eating. “Well, not bad. But your cooking is still delicious," answered Ferdinand. But it makes me a little doubtful. "You must be lying. My food isn't this delicious."