Guilty Of Romance の小説・ストーリー

Doubt flickered across her face. “Trust me,” Romilda said calmly. “I know Rose. She has a heart that’s too soft. Guilt is the deadliest poison for someone like her.” Paris exhaled slowly. “Fine. What’s the message?” Romilda tapped her chin for a moment, then smirked. “Write this: While you’re suffering alone, your fiancée is warming another man’s bed. I hope your leg heals soon, Mr. Aaron, because your heart is about to break.”

Before she could start her car, Emiliano Romero approached her and said: "Aren't you going to apologize? - Aren't you going to apologize to me? - And why would I do such an idiotic thing? We all know that you Romeros are criminals who work for the mafia. Emiliano's eyes widened enormously, as he felt Maria knew more than he wanted. - Do you have arguments for that accusation? - You see no, if you clean everything up, it's impossible with the bovine mafia. - You are insolent.

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Rosa inviting me with her had made me go to the gym today in which I was left in complete remorse. And I never regret coming with her as much as I regret it today. She keeps whining at me because I refused to accept her offer at first. I mean, can't she tell that I'm lazy? and it's the weekend, no one wants to spend their only free time going to the gym! or at least not me, and she asked me the night before. In the end, I gave up and with a happy scream of her that almost make my ear deaf, she hung up on me and of course, after thanking me multiple times.

I can’t even face him because I felt so guilty leading him again, just like when I accidentally kissed him. Oh, come on, Isla. We both know it wasn’t an accident. You did it because you felt like doing it. I gulped nervously. “I know it was rude for me to just drag you in the middle of a supposed formal dinner with your father’s guests and your fianceé, but–” I was suddenly interrupted from speaking after Eun-woo pulled me from behind and embraced me tightly in his arms in the middle of a cold wind breeze. “Let’s get out of here.”

I said quietly this time. She shook her head again, but slower. Sadder. “If I say it out loud, it becomes real again.” “It’s already real.” Her breathing became uneven. I reached for her without thinking, pulling her gently toward the couch. We sat down, close but not touching. The envelope still rested on the table. “She still owes me,” I murmured, repeating the words on the photo. Sophia closed her eyes. “They paid me,” she said suddenly. The words hit harder than I expected.

"I know what you are doing." "Really, what did I do?" asked Mila, still in her innocent expression, as if she had no idea what Liam was talking about right now. Liam then again pinched her soft cheeks and glared at her. "You are trying to make me feel guilty," Liam said a little curtly, he won't stop pinching Mila until she admits it. Of course, the pinch didn't really hurt, because hurting Mila now, after how he heard her confession about how bad he was in the past, was the last thing he wanted to do.

It’s Mick. I don’t know why, but I suddenly feel guilty, like I’ve done something wrong. Maybe even betrayed something between us. Suddenly, I’m afraid he’s going to think I’m with this guy Mark. I don’t want him to think that now, which is completely stupid because two seconds ago I was ready to sign up for the Mark fuck-me fan-club. But I can’t deny my own feelings. They’re there and mighty inconvenient. Nothing makes sense anymore. Panic sets in once again. I back away, but Mark grabs me by the waist and pulls me towards him. “Where are you going?” His smile is completely non-threatening and should have been sexy as hell, but all it does is irritate me.

The wolf family was sent away with their lives, but the father felt insulted by her intervention and was bothered the entire day. Unable to hide his displeasure, he summoned her to his private court and accused her of adultery. Astonished, the mother tried bravely to defend her honor, but her fate was sealed even before she stepped foot in his court. When she attempted to beckon to his better nature, one that he did not possess, he flung her across the room where she was pinned by a tusk hanging from the wall. Her lifeless body was tossed into the woods, unburied and without her honour as a Luna. Since then, I have detested my father’s anger above all things.