Ivy Rosalia 소설 & 이야기

His hand moves achingly and slowly down the spine of my back, resting upon my exposed skin, and he pulls me flush against his solid body. He smells of vodka, cigars and expensive cologne. “My name is, Kai.” “Uh, Ivy.” I avert my gaze from him, “How long have you known Don Valentino?” He asks softly against my ear as he starts to glide us across the dance floor in a waltz. “I'm Roses’ sister.” “Hmm,” he hums. “Don Valentino must seriously like you if he's brought you here tonight to show you off.” I internally curse, “It's not like that.” I mutter, disliking his assumptions about me.

AXEL SALVATORE ROSSI. “She’s really not going to call me?” I tossed my phone back to the table frustratingly. “It’s been what? A week?” Rosa poured warm water over the tea bag inside the cup she had, her lips curling into a small smile. She’d been making me drink that for days now. “You’re the princess now,” Viper sneered sarcastically. “The tiara I got you is on the way.” Rosa chuckled. Both of them were on Olivia’s side, blaming me for not making the first move by reaching out.

His gruff voice, low and sensual was causing a mess in her whole body and soul. Her body shivers from the roughness of his voice and the chuckle that escapes his lips made Rosa bit her lip. She may be a virgin but she understands that orgasm don’t necessarily mean it can be achieved through physical sex. According to her erotic books, it can be done in many ways IF she finds it with the right people or with the right method. This stranger definitely hits the marks for all of it. “Of course you can’t. You’ll give me a heart attack, sir. That reminds me, I never actually know your name. I am Rosaliyah. Rosaliyah Thomas. But you can call me Rosa. And you are?”

They were rival packs and there’s no way they would be together without his parents disapproval. A knock on her study door interrupted her thoughts. “Come in.” She quietly said, helping herself to a glass of tequila. In came Carlos with a wrapped present in his hand. “Happy birthday, alpha.” He said with a smile, carefully placing the present on her desk. “I’m sorry it’s coming late.” He apologized as her birthday was actually the day before. Isabel had totally forgotten about her own birthday because her thoughts were occupied with finding her mate. It was her nineteenth birthday.

I smashed everything in the house. Vito got on his knees. Said our second wedding was a rebirth. Begged me to keep the picture. Those vows echoed in my ears. I still didn't understand. Why hurt me again? I grabbed my phone and searched for Rosa's social media. She was an "influencer" now. Never showed her face. Just videos of her holding a man's hand. I clicked through them all. That hand — long fingers, a thin scar on the pinky. I knew that scar.

Marys and Aiyana were running to her and she smiled, although she didn’t know their names, which made her to feel bad. “Good morning uh..” “Marys!” Marys said and she nodded. Marys's hair was tied in two pigtails with thick bangs that fell on her face. Her smiles showed two cute dimples that were very deep. She wore a black gown that was slightly above the knees. It was flared from the waist with long sleeves and she was putting on a white apron and a white maiden’s cap on her head. Violet adored her the more and couldn’t believe that this woman was really in her late 30s. She looked so young, she and Aiyana, whose name she was yet to know.

Then the elderly woman walked behind Cara, and with Marcell's help, they pinned the veil beneath puff, and Marcell covered the front of her head and face with the second piece. Luiza squeezed Cara's hand, as she moth thank you with teary eyes, then both Marcell and Luiza walked out of the doors and onto the beach. Unable to see what was going on outside, Cara stood without a clue of what she should do next. "Mia dea, sei una bella sposa. (My goddess, you make a beautiful bride.)" Cara suddenly heard, as Vincent's hands wrapped around her waist from behind and spoke into her ear. Cara turned around with wide eyes and an ecstatic smile, "Vincent!" She screamed and jumped into his arms.

Ivy muttered, her tone soft. "It's okay, Viee, I'm always here for you.. forever.." She muttered as she came close to her, and she sniffed into her stomach where Larisa hugged her. A few minutes later, they disengaged from the hug and Larisa left for her office. Not long after, her phone started ringing, with the caller ID showing a rose flower. It was Ryder, she bit her lower lip.

He was hers and hers alone! “Ryan... Do you think she looks like Larisa?" Ivy suddenly asked, getting Ryan's attention. "How I wish she was Larisa. I've been thinking about her all the time for the past six years, and I've been blaming myself all the time. If it weren't for you saving me, Larisa wouldn't be... But how could Lora Davis be Larissa? She’s not the one. How can she be the daughter of a rich family?“ Ryan came back to his senses when he heard that. Of course, Larisa was an orphan with no relatives. There was no way she could be Jack Davis’ daughter.

And when she turned her head to me, her lips pursed. “Oh!” she said. Then walked towards me like a supermodel. When she was finally in front of me, I wasn't able to move because of how intimidating I am. “Rosita, who is she?” Rosita bowed her head towards the lady before she answered, “She’s Iris, the Alpha’s breeder.” The lady arched her brow as she scanned me from head to toe, and far from how beautiful she was, the words in her mouth came awful…