Guilty Of Romance の小説・ストーリー

“And you made me hate myself for it. You turned my love into a weapon against me. I will never forgive you for that.” Carlos dropped his gaze, and for the first time, I saw him as he truly was, not a protector, not a lover, not a tragic hero, but a coward in chains. And I… was finally free from the stupid guilt of cheating on him whenever I was with Roman. I stepped back, my hands trembling. Roman was already there, holding the door open. “You done?” he asked. I nodded. “Yeah. I am.” And I meant it. Just as I was about to leave, Carlos blurted. “How about I say my own bit, huh?”

I could do that again—give control to the sexy, seductive man who was also protective and sweet—but what he'd done and said yesterday was wrong. Calling me a whore—expensive or cheap—was neither protective nor sweet. Mr. Demetri had no idea what had taken me to Infidelity. He didn't know my dreams or goals. My signing at Infidelity wasn't about money—not really. It was about the same thing as my dressing like a cheap prostitute. It was my refusal to play by unfair rules.

"This is why I wanted you dead. You only have eyes for that Scorpion. I don't know how he managed to win your heart. But goddamn it he is one lucky bastard." His words cycled in my brain like the world’s most horrifying mantra. "You…you poisoned me?" The question was barely a whisper. Romano rolled his eyes, a dark frown creasing his brow. "Wow, it seems your lover didn’t tell you. Yes, I poisoned you. If I can’t have you, no one can. Don't forget that you are my angel. I spent a lot of money on you; that was the biggest financial loss of my entire career. I wanted you for real... but how did you treat me?" He paused, placing a hand on his chest, pretending to be hurt. "Like a piece of shit!

Vincent said. Romana laughed sarcastically at what the man said. "What do you know about my life, huh?! Who are you?! You're just a gigolo who wants nothing from me but money!" "I don't care if that's what you think of me! It's true! I don't know anything about your life! But I only knew one thing! At this time, I want to hug you tight and be with you until the weight you're carrying on your chest vanished! Let me be with you, Romana!"

Sophie is a typical romantic young woman. The books she reads most are romance fiction stories and the rules inside the books had become her treasured wisdom. "Let me tell you, in this type of properly arranged blind date, you will not be able to find any suitable partners. It is too old-fashioned. Everyone who comes will be prepared with their hearts filled with expectations and imaginations. When they really meet, they will not have any feelings anymore. The type of fate that comes unexpectedly is more reliable. For example, at a supermarket, when he reaches for something and accidentally hits you or he is pushing a trolley and accidentally knocks into you.......

I'm still not sure how to handle those. After that, we make a tour of the room. All of Dante's brothers and a few of his cousins are here, and many of them brought dates. He brings me first to Raphael, his second-youngest brother, who frankly looks a little underdressed compared to the rest of his family. But there's no denying he looks good in those dark jeans and leather jacket - if you go for that shaved-head, bad boy kind of look. Still, I can see the family resemblance, and with his rich, deep voice - deeper even than Dante's - I have no doubt he attracts his fair share of women. He's with a pretty, dark-haired woman I don't recognize, and he introduces her as a model he met on one of h

“She’s behind this. They covered it up to look like a mishap, just like they always do. But I can’t live with the blood on my hands anymore.” In a startling display of apparent remorse, he swore to Regina and her aunt that he would bring justice for his wife and confess to every crime he had been a part of, including the events surrounding January 15th, 2009. Regina watched him carefully. While her aunt offered words of comfort, Regina felt a cold knot of scepticism in her stomach. She remembered the disdain in Mrs Odion’s eyes at the restaurant and the way she had ousted John as Regina’s biological father.

I am so dead. After taking deep breathes I went towards her and sheepishly smiling at her I said, "Hi." "Bye," she said and got up from her seat. Holding her hand I pulled her back to her seat and apologized, "I am sorry." "Di, I have been waiting for you for the last half an hour." "I am sorry, I didn't hear my alarm. I was working late last night." "Are you working on another romance novel?" Only the novels can save me as she is crazy about romance novels.

"You don't feel sorry for me, Dam? You already have a future wife. Most of our friends are already married. Me? I don't have a boyfriend yet, Dam. Guess why?” "Because you make resorts on other islands too often?" guessed Adam. "No. Because of your curse." Yara looked at Adam with a look full of annoyance. Yara's words succeeded in making Adam frown. "What curse?" "Tsk! You don't remember when you swore at me when we broke up?" "Hah?" Adam was getting confused by the random words that came out of Yara's thin lips. "Swear what?"

His untouchable criminal record was clearly a result of a bribery to some judge because he definitely was not the saint he was presented to be. His club smelled cocaine and his bars screamed illegal alcohol trade. There was not even one cop around the perimeter of the club which meant that he had one of his own in the force. That's where I needed to start. I have to learn more about him. I can't afford him dragging my name and dignity through the mad over some sexual tension. Then a notification reached my ear. He had booked an appointment for Friday. Missed me already Mr. Valentine.