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"That's irrelevant." "Always grumpy." Damian chuckled. "everyone knows you're the man of the company. So cheers to that." "Whatever." "Here, drink up. It's a 1945 Romanée-Conti. Even a saint still needs a vice when the world is this loud." Julian took the glass, eyes scanning the crowd for his P.A "Maya isn't here yet?" "Forget about her for now and cheers to five years of the Valentino International." Damian said clicking their glasses, "And also, five years of being the most unreachable man in New York City," Damian added, clinking his glass against Julian's. "Proud of you man."

Her words hit me like cold water. I stared at her in disbelief as she buttoned the last button of her blouse and reached for the door. “Wait,” I said quickly. “What are you talking about?” She paused and turned back, a sly smile curving her lips. “Well, I’m not saying anything,” she said sweetly. “But back then, Mr Valentino was in a romantic relationship with someone. She’s not around right now… but she’ll be back soon.” My brows knitted together. “Back to do what?”

His latest post was a photo of him and Nancy kissing. He'd even captioned it, "Loving you is the bravest thing I've ever done." In the photo, Nancy was kissing him deeply. They really did look like a perfect couple. When Nancy's parents saw the photo, their faces turned pale. Richard even picked up my phone and walked out. The air in the hospital room seemed to freeze at that moment. "Tyler, I'll make sure Nancy gets a proper talking-to. But can you forgive her this once, for the sake of all the years you've been married?"

On Valentine’s Day, Ethan Scott had a last-minute social engagement and left me home alone. Late at night, I received a message from him, telling me to meet him at a bar. Thinking he had finally remembered me, I rushed out the door, eager to see him. But when I came to the door of the private lounge, the scene before me froze me in place. Taylor Winston straddled Ethan’s lap, her silk camisole slipping from her shoulders, the straps barely clinging to her elbows.

’ She thought and hissed to all their hearings. Connor turned and looked at her, while the driver looked at her through the rear mirror. Connor smiled and turned his head away. He continued punching his phone like he heard nothing. Violet blushed within at the smile of Connor. Her inner self literally melted at the sight of her sweetheart’s smile. As always, ever since the very first day she saw him, she started to like him, his eyes were the ones that attracted him the most, yet she had a glance of them just once. Her wedding day was the second time she was seeing him and he still had the long blonde hair he had the very first time she met him.

But then his organs flared up realizing that he doesn't need to kidnap anyone she will walk towards him and no one will stop him to have her. Her eyes were first down but then finally she looked up and met with his grey orbs. He can see she was also surprised. "Valerie. It's been a long time I last met you. How are you." Mr Valentino exclaimed earning her attention. She looked at the old man and smiled a little setting Xavier's body on fire. Dang, that smile. He admired her beautiful smile but then felt a pang of possessiveness in his chest but that should be only for me. Only me. No one else's.

He wants some of the land; he basically wants to run Rome, or at least an extension of it here," I said, trying to keep my words even. Damon smiled a bitter smile and chuckled before pouring himself another glass of Scotch. I walked over to him and touched his hand. "What's on your mind?" "Obviously, Valentino has been eyeing the city for a while. You know what he told me when he saw me? He said he didn't realize the city was so beautiful. He said he didn't realize the island was so lovely and lush. But somehow, I knew he wasn't talking about the island. He was talking about you when he saw you. I'm willing to bet that his second proposition was asking for you for some time, wasn't it?"

She crossed her legs Indian style as she sat on the couch and Vinny’s eyes trailed over them. “Tomorrow is fine, or the day after. Not like I have any control over this shipment anyways.” “Well, you two have a good night, I’m getting summoned.” Val scrunched up her nose at that. “By who?” “His chick.” Val tilted her head; she couldn’t recall Salvatore ever having a girlfriend for as long as she had known him or of him. “You’re dating someone?” But Vinny quickly rushed in to answer her question again.

I mean, I can be who I am around her with no one judging me, and I guess that made our bond stronger. “Damn, son!” Zach whispered awestruck as he glued his eyes on Valentine and Valerie. Valentine was one of the few guys in this school that have been hit by puberty real hard. He has this average masculine build that quite familiar to every jocks, his eyes were strikingly and uniquely dyed jet black that seemed to pull you close like a black hole whenever you stare at it, his lips were so kissable, and of course, he got that style that seemed attractive mostly for insecure girls. He’s basically the definition of perfection in close comparison to Adonis, but he’s definitely a sworn fuckboy and

Valentino said as he watched Valerio steadily. "You had a painting of Rose, right?" He glanced at me briefly, and as if I already knew what he was going to ask, my heart thumped against my chest like a cheating wife who was about to be caught. "If I answered that, that would be one question," Valerio said sarcastically. "And my guess is that that isn't your question, brother," he added as Valentino chuckled lightly and nodded. "Did you guys have sex afterward?" Valentino asked.