Juandissimo X Cupid 소설 & 이야기

Xander’s lips split with a knowing smile. A second passed. Before I could stop myself, my hand reached for the glass and raised it to my mouth. The combination of ice, Campari, sweet vermouth, prosecco, and an orange peel on the side. I shut my eyes, groaning at the taste of it. Freaking Negroni Sbagliato! I would never get tired of this drink. Xander chuckled while I relished the drink. “The reason why your fiancé has been quiet for a while, I haven’t figured that out yet. But…” My eyes connected with his impatiently, “I found out what he was up to lately.” He unlocked his phone and played me a video.

Those gray eyes that used to look at me with so much love now looked at me with something close to disgust. “You knew this was coming, Ella. We both did.” He sounded sharp and business-like. “The Council wants me to have a stronger Luna. Someone who can help bring the packs together, not…” He waved his hand at me, and it hurt more than anything. “Not someone like me,” I said, hating how weak I sounded. “Someone without the right family. Without the right connections.” “Vivian’s dad controls some of the biggest packs up north. Marrying her will make the region more stable.” He poured himself a drink, not offering me one. Not that I could drink it anyway, not pregnant.

“Then whose is she?” The stranger didn’t answer immediately. He looked at me. The silver under my skin warmed, not painfully but steadily. “She belongs to the Moon,” he said. The elders inhaled sharply. Ryan scoffed. “Don’t make this mythical.” “You made it political,” the stranger replied. A howl rose from the forest again, closer this time. The silver at my collarbone answered immediately. Ryan saw it. “What is happening?” he demanded. “You severed your claim,” the stranger said, “And in doing so, you triggered what was sealed.”

Why is she being this nice to me? She takes a sit before me and time slows down as she lets her gaze lock with mine. I for no reason on earth want to look away from her beautiful eyes. Even for a second. Perhaps she understands the need for me to be silent at this moment, so she dishes out the meal from the covered bowl onto our plates. I watch closely as she dishes the pasta onto our plates. She then pulls the bottle out of the ice bucket, and I find it's a bottle of Domaine Leroy Musigny Grand Cru, and my eyes widen as I watch her pour from the bottle into our cups.

"I no longer want to be patient, Jasmin. I have been patiently waiting for you and now I hear you belong to some rich guy now." Her cheeks heat, not in a cute way. She felt insulted a little by Jude's crude use of words like she was some property. He had no right to use such a tone, no matter how long he had been waiting for his order. However, she maintained her charming smile, as she spoke, "Some rich guy isn't his name, Jude, his name is Cainan Inferno and also I belong to no one. I choose whom I want to be with. I hope you can understand that."

asking the maiden's favor. "Sure, I'll show you our best desserts that you and your guests know you'll like." it's a smiling response. They were in the middle of a conversation when suddenly someone spoke behind Jewel. "Am I late?" a man's voice? Jewel almost swallowed a few times when she heard that voice. "Baby, it's good and you're here." Celine smiled. "Jewel this is Thunder, my fiance and soon-to-be husband." its an introduction to him.

And Isaac’s boyfriend, Ben, is our friend so… Simon nods. “Isaac says he got us passes.” “You are kidding.” This entire morning is unreal. I’ve gotten back with the love of my life and now I get to see my absolute favourite band in real life? “Here,” Jude says, pushing a glass of water into my hands. Yeah, I must look like I need some. “I don’t know whether to be jealous or happy that you are happy right now.” I give him an innocent smile and take a drink of the water. Let’s just say Jude’s amusement with my fangirling tendencies ends when it comes to Tuesday Night.

He looks sounds like he's entirely a different person than I first spoke to him. “Good morning,” I stutter, remembering what happened last night. I can still feel it. His sweet succulent manly lips biting mine. His delicious tongue playing with mine, not in dominance but in unity I never expect I needed from this arrogant man. It still has in me; how warm, hard and irresistible he felt last night. It still has in me; how I felt comfortable and horny when he proceeded to cup my buttocks. Jordan Crown is the perfect resemblance of Casanova. So charming without even trying to. He's dangerous for my sanity. He's not good for my health. But most importantly, he excites me. “You look like you forg

“You’re my first real friend in this pack.” You have no idea Beatrice thought to herself. “Now, I might have a plan up my sleeve. I hate to see you being a new bride and all looking so sad and distraught.” Beatrice said. “You’re too beautiful for any of that.” “Thank you so much.” Mariana said and then she hugged Beatrice. “You’re welcome. It’s the least I can do for you.” Beatrice said rubbing her back and gave the most devilish smile behind. * * *