Novel & Cerita Marco Angelina Ballerina

"Both of you are stubborn. You're head over heels for each other yet you're playing strong head." "He's the one playing strong head. He won't like it when I start mine. Because I will make sure he regrets his own." "I'm afraid of the look in your eyes." Marco squinted. I rolled my eyes in return. "Whatever." The moment we arrived home, I resisted the urge to hiss seeing Angelo together with the rest in the sitting room. Marco was holding himself back from laughing seeing the way I was glaring at Angelo. "Alessia, you're back. The great event planner!" Annie hyped. I gulped down a bitter lump seeing as Angelo didn't even lift his face from his phone. Even though Annie shouted my name on purpo

She answered. ‘I’m just going to do this once, pay McKayla and forget about it.’ She thought silently. “This is going to be hard for me.” Cordelia muttered. “But you’re going to be okay.” McKyala said. “Just know that the happier Senator Ivan is, the more money you’re going to get out of him. Just be smart dear.” McKayla continued. McKayla didn’t mention that Senator Ivan was going to give her 1 million euros if she was able to get Cordelia to sleep with him.

Not that she got very far. "Hey, traitor! Get off the field!" someone yelled from across the crowd. That would not have stopped her. Instead, it was the hand that grabbed hold of her wrist and yanked her backward, spinning her around to face the last person she ever wanted to come face to face with. Lara. The bleach blonde glared at Angel with open hatred, her claws digging into her wrist as she snarled, "Interrupting alpha challenge training could be considered an act of treason."

The lady bartender's back was facing the counter since she was too busy arranging the bottles and cleaning the shelves. “ Hello bartender, one glass of whiskey please.” The lady froze when she heard the familiar voice. Slowly, she turned around with a towel in her hand to face Angelina who pretended to be a customer. “ Hello there?” Angelina said teasingly, “ I think that apron fits you better.” She nodded as though agreeing to her own words. Monalisa was wearing a black apron which looked a little bit small because her baby bump was big.

She was almost done when another maid came in. “Elenita, the young Mr. Mars is looking for Angela,” she told her, glancing at me. When I looked at her, she looked down, avoiding my eyes. I shrugged, wondering if I was really looking hideous that she didn’t want to look at me. “You don’t get to address her just by her name, Nina. You have to call her -” “Oh, please,” I cut in, my eyes gaping at Elenita. “Angela’s fine.” I turned to the maid. “Where is he?”

The foundation catered for abused women and children, Leonardo was very passionate about this cause. The gala was taking place at the Mariano mansion, in the ballroom on the ground floor. Marcos accompanied Chiara to the gala, just as he always did. It was a tradition that had been going on for the last eight years, since the first time she attended the gala. Even when Marcos was romantically involved with another person, they still went together.

A female voice told Ellaine. She was beaten and tired, more dead than alive. Her breath was just a thin thread. But she was determined to win this, once and for all. She wouldn’t dare give up. Because her hands were tied, she struggled to reach the Hristoax with her mouth. To distract Ánië, she said “You will not be able to beat me now.” “Really? Why?” She turned to Ellaine just in time to see her eat the pearl in her necklace—the Hristoax.

She was standing somewhere in the hall,a glass of wine in her hand,her eyes on Gregor and Penelope. She was boiling with anger inwardly as she watched them,and to even worsen tge case,Annabella is with Thadeus. She's been getting more recognition just in few minutes countless cameramen kept on going to her for her pictures. "This is bullsh*t" she mumbled and dropped the glass In her hand,she stepped out of the hall and bumped into Theo and Jay,they also came for the party bit obviously doing their job at the same time "Leaving already?" Theo asked

he says, averting his eyes to inside the condo. I turn my attention to look at Camila, she was laughing with Eliza as they looked through what looked like a photo album. Camila was in one of her off her white shoulder dress shirts, exposing her slim shoulders, her skin looked soft and flawless as always. Blue ripped jeans and red stilletos, her hair was in a high ponytail, givng full view of her face.

He never thought someone could make him feel so precious, so loved. "I will wait for you sir". He said in a low tone, pulling Lucas down to claim his lips again. This was all he wished ever, a love without lust. --- Tabby