Mai Valentine Vs Marik の小説・ストーリー

As I was eating some oatmeal, there was some noise from the door. Max walked into the house with his little backpack, looking impatient. He came up to me reluctantly and held out his hand. “Where’s my birthday present?” I looked up from the comedy show I was watching. “Oh, sorry. I forgot to buy any.” Max was furious. “I knew it, you don’t care about me at all! You’re a failure as a mother. You’re nothing compared to Aunt Pearl!” His mood changes on a dime, just like his father's.

explained madam Valin. Then at this time, Master Marco began to approach Madam Valin, and at this time Master Marco gave a warm kiss on Madam Valin's forehead. Madam Valin, who at this time did not suspect that her husband would do this, immediately pushed her husband away from her a little. It can be seen that at this moment madam Valin feels very strange, madam Valin seems to see someone else in her husband. "Why?" asked her husband at this time confused.

Gerard and Marco kissing. My heart lurched. The flutter I had felt when Valentina spoke, turned into something sharper, more jagged.

The woman shoved the waiter away and hissed, “Move! I’m here to catch my boyfriend in the act! “He’s been spending all this money on Valentine's Day to see her! I’m not going to be satisfied until I skin that fox alive!” The group of women trailing behind her echoed after her, “That woman must have a death wish to try to steal Amora Smith’s man!” “We’re going to make her regret ever being born!” I stayed in my seat and braced myself for the rowdy scene I was about to witness. This group of people seemed like the bad sort. Whoever they were after was going to be in a world of trouble.

Markus was excited and had planned an extensive list to do with her in order to win her heart. He was adamant on making Valeria realise that she is still into him. And she should give him a chance to prove himself. Markus was willing to do everything in his power to stop her from marrying Adrian.

“Martin, what I said is true. That Valentina I told you about. She looks like my wife. My heart also says that she and my wife are one at the same.” “If that is so, you will only confirm that she is your wife, sir, if she saw you with your mask and what was her reaction when she saw you.” I sighed. “She didn't see me wearing a mask, Martin.” “Then she's not your wife. It's unlikely that Ma'am Valerie is the Valentina you're talking about. With the many traumatic experiences she's had with you, I'm sure she'll be scared when she sees you again.” “She didn't see me because I didn't wear a mask when we met a few times.”

That mattered. Mara Quinn waited in a glass office above the floor. She stood when Valentine entered. No visible guards. No dramatic shadows. Just a woman in her forties. Silver threaded through black hair. Eyes that caught everything. “You move like someone who learned early that safety is temporary,” Mara said. Valentine did not sit. “You sent a boy to follow me.” “He volunteered,” Mara answered. “I told him he might not come back.” Valentine’s mouth twitched. “Fair.”

" Lucas saw that Tina was still wearing her stained pajamas and flew into a terrible rage. "All I did was spend Valentine's Day with Mia! How could you be so selfish? You're my mate! You should be more generous and forgiving instead of being so petty and jealous like this!" I saw that Lucas was finally about to enter the bedroom. I got anxious again. Was he finally going to see my body now?

Lady Vienna cupped her face, covering her mouth as she stopped herself from shaking in joy, “But I believe I am already your wife, Duke Raziel Valen Donovan.” He nodded, “Yes, but the last time I asked for your hand, is because I want you to be just my duchess. Today, I want you to be my wife for the rest of my life.” Lady Vienna thought about it, wanting to say yes instantly but she smirked, “Stand up first.” He did as she ordered and Lady Vienna threw herself to him again in an embrace, while maintaining eye contact. She grabbed his mask and put it on herself while leaning in and letting her lips answer his question. She smashed her lips against him, which took him by surprise.

Two of my warriors—Blaze and Rowan—step out of the trees behind me. They freeze. They look at me. Then at her. Then back at me. Blaze mouths silently, Did our Alpha just propose to a human? Rowan whispers, “Is he sick? Cursed? Should we call the healer?” I want the ground to swallow me. My mate stares at me like I’m completely insane. Then she says the words that shatter my pride in the dumbest way possible: “No. I don’t marry kidnappers or shirtless men!” She turns to run.