I'll Never Be Yours Novel Novels & Stories

“And then I have to watch you smile at those girls at the bar because that’s the version of you that belongs to the world. And I’m just the girl you never knew. I can’t keep guessing which part of you is mine.” Noah didn’t speak. He closed the distance in one stride. His hands flew to the sides of my face, fingers tangling in my wet hair as his mouth crashed down onto mine. The kiss was desperate and tasted like rain, mint, and three years of everything we’d never said. He pulled me so close my chest ached against his, his body a burning shield against the cold.

This was a reality he absolutely could not accept. "Impossible! Isabella can't marry someone else! She's my woman!" Enrico violently swept the documents off his desk. His eyes were bloodshot, his expression crazed. He could not accept that the woman he treasured was about to fall into another man's arms, or that he had lost so much because of a lie. From that day on, Enrico abandoned all the dignity of a mafia Don and began camping outside the Moretti family estate every single day. He wore the black trench coat I used to love, clutching a large bouquet of red roses. Ignoring the guards trying to block him, he shouted my name at the top of his lungs.

Shaking, she wrapped her arms around herself, lay quietly on the bed, turned gently to the other side with her chest hammering so hard. Terrified to the core, her eyes brimmed. ‘ Is this really… the man I'm supposed to spend the rest of my life with?’ Tears slid down the corner of her eyes to the bed. ************** | NEW YORK—LATE EVENING | The room smelled of old leather, expensive wine, and cigar smoke. Rain tapped softly against the tall windows. Ciara stood near the fireplace, arms folded elegantly, eyes fixed on the flames but she seemed lost in thought.

What is happening to me? Why am I reacting to him like this? Why him, of all people? Why now, when I should still be grieving the mess my life just became? I curled my hands into my sleeves, staring at the flames like they had answers. One terrifying truth settled in the space between us: Whatever this strange, dangerous pull was… I could no longer pretend I didn’t feel it. And judging from the way he looked at me just now… he couldn’t either. Christmas was going to be a disaster.

I love you all. Stay healthy, wealthy and cheerful. With endless gratitude and love, The Author. THE END? Not really. Book 2, ON YOUR KNEES MR. BILLIONAIRE continues in the next chapter where we see the challenges of their fairytale marriage. Kindly walk with me, let's enjoy that journey as well.

That is why we need to always be mindful of our actions, and if we make mistakes, make sure that we own up to them. I don't tell him all that though. I instead say to him, "Cody, I don't hate you. I'll never be able to. You were such a big part of my life that my connection to you runs deeper than our little romance attempt." I say to him honestly. Yes he hurt me, a lot. But I'll never hate him. He's someone I'll always care for, no matter what. "Just know that I'll care for you and I'll never stop."

Any one that has sent that message, may come after me. "You're sure?" "I'm done being quiet." *** Ava That night we did not have sex again, we didn’t have to, It was the first time and the burn was still fresh on my skin. But as I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, it was neither the boy or the mistress who came to my mind, not even Killian. I thought about the message, the voice behind it, the danger of it and how far l'd go to win, this was no longer regarded as a heartbreak. It was legacy, justice, fire and the next day... the world would burn.o

I went against my family, swallowed my pride, and married him quietly—with no ring or ceremony, nothing. To think that we had hit rock bottom on day one of our marriage... I was willing to give him one final choice for the love that lasted seven years. "Bennett, I'm asking you one last time. "Rosie or me? Make your choice. "If you go with her, we're done for good. Once we've got that divorce paper in hand, you can cozy up to your little childhood crush all you want!" I choked back the hurt, biting down on my lip so hard I could taste blood, waiting for Bennett's decision.

" I laughed in anger. While still on call, I pulled out one of her social media accounts she actively used. Her latest post stated, [I wish to get my mother a gold bracelet. I'll have that stupid sister of mine pay for it. No one loves her anyway.] Belle acted differently on her social media account. It turned out that was her true self, knowing she was the main beneficiary of the entire situation. "Belle, I know the truth about the blue notebook. You've known about it for a long time ago, no? It was never a notebook to record my favorite items." Belle panicked. "What do you mean?"

-I wanted to show you the reality that you don't live, the needs of the people and how they struggle to earn a penny day by day with the sweat of their brow, this is the life that you don't know, but I also wanted to test if you would be comfortable in a place like this, without luxuries, without extravagant things and the truth is you didn't disappoint me, you passed one of the tests," she nodded raising her thumb in approval. -Well, that's good, isn't it? But I'll make one thing clear to you and that is that I don't care about the place as long as I'm with you, that's enough for me-but what were you talking about, Nicholas... a real Romeo. -The good thing is that you have learned little by