Lillian Salvatore Novels & Stories

Oh God, they must think I'm some gold digging bitch trying to tie their son down with a baby. Before I could continue with my heartbreaking thoughts, Vincenzo spoke up, "Mother, this is Lillian Stewart. I brought her here to stay with us till things are sorted out. Lillian, meet my mother, Carla Romano." Both of them turned to me at the same time as I felt my face heat up at his mother's scrutiny, I shifted uncomfortably as his mother looked at me with a smile as her eyes finally landed on my stomach, she gasped and turned to Vince he nodded in confirmation to her silent question.

Lillian didn’t wait to return home to start her campaign against her soon-to-be ex-stepdaughter. How dare she make her life more difficult until Marina was supposed to submit to Galen while Conner should have married Gabriella? Lillian would marry Joseph. Lillian would have access to all the money and destroy the dead word. Or exes she’d gain over the last fifteen years. She seeks revenge on them for their laziness and lack of financial success. Lillian only requested that they maintain her desired lifestyle without her having to do anything. She wouldn’t accept a man retiring to live off his investments. That screamed door as he leeched of his savings. She didn’t want a man who didn’t sacri

Turning towards Lucas, I mustered the courage to ask, "Who is the culprit, and what could possibly be their motivation?" Lucas held up a reassuring hand, urging us to remain calm. "Firstly, it was a woman, not a man," he began, causing both Grace and me to gasp in shock. A woman? The thought seemed almost unfathomable. But Lucas pressed on, his determination evident in his voice. "Since the beginning, when Lilian's cars was sabotaged, my intuition told me it was a woman. From the way the car was sabotaged to the method used, it all pointed towards a female assailant."

“Even his wolf hides from me.” She leaned closer, lowering her voice into something almost conspiratorial. “So I’ve made a decision.” The torchlight flashed suddenly against metal. A silver-tipped dagger appeared in her hand. The blade gleamed like a sliver of moonlight. “If I can’t have him whole,” Lillian said softly, almost thoughtfully, “then I’ll take him in pieces.” Her gaze slid over me, slow and deliberate. “But first…” She slipped her arm between the bars. The dagger’s cold tip hovered inches from my skin.

“I know what I saw.” Lillian clenched her fist. She had on simple polo the Global Alliance Care shirt. She stood directly below the crystal chandeliers of William's old library. Nathaniel stood across his father's William chair, his face, that cold stare, calculating, watching the woman who saved his life lay such accusation on Patricia Brooks and Vanessa They've been in William's Brooks office for hours. Lillian had escaped her apartment to Oakfield, Nathaniel caught her on the way when his one of one Maserati caught on the way. Lillian saw it and called him.

Meanwhile at the Fire-Hart castle hotel where Lance is feeling full of nervousness and tension, he still can’t call Celine’s contact number. Celine is more than an hour late in arriving... Lance tries to call Celine’s contact number for almost an hour. Mrs. Gianna Salvatore was brought to the clinic with her husband Mr. Marco Salvatore and her friend Mrs. Martha Logan. Mrs. Salvatore lost consciousness, being taken by Blake, a member of the Dark organization, and Catherine Yamamoto, the mafia princess of the Dark organization. “F*ck.” Dylan cursed as he couldn’t call his sister, Hannah’s contact number either.

And if he hadn’t flown off for a business trip, I wouldn’t even be here representing him at the M-Elite Grand Opening, its new alliance with X-ren, the biggest name in Italy owned by Lorenzo's family—he's now heading it. It was the perfect stage for my grand return. Liam wouldn’t see it coming. And Karen? She’d probably choke on her wine. A dark smile danced on my lips. Let them gasp. Let them stare. They thought I was buried with Camilla Ryder. Now… I rise as Giulia Bianchi-Vincent, and this time, I’m the nightmare they won’t wake up from because revenge is too simple, destruction is demure ...

"This is all your fault, you troublemaker! I always knew nothing good would happen when Sean got mixed up with you!" Savannah went to slap Liliana again, but someone stopped her hand. "How dare you!” "What's the matter, Ms. Savannah? Still want to hit someone?" Charles held her hand firmly, his intense eyes on Savannah. "Liliana is part of the Hoffman family. Aren't you going to show us some respect?"

She felt angry, very angry. Before she could get a concrete answer from her mother, she saw Evan come out of her father's study. "Why did you force my parents? I will die here, then be yours!" Lilian threatened Evan with the kitchen knife. She would rather kill herself than be with a mafia boss whose hands are dirty with who knows how many people's blood. The blood spilled by the Lonardo family can make a big ocean.

“And I expect a direct answer. Not the one that I know, but I am asking, who the fucking hell are you?” She took a deep breath, looking away from me for a second before her next words took me, my father, Vladimir, Lyov, and Viktor off guard. Her eyes hardened, and I knew that she was well aware that this was the last thing that we expected. Especially when we had known her for all our lives. “Liana Bernardi, sister of your famous Luca Bernardi…”