Novel & Cerita Mi Destino Es Amarte

"Well, I'd never get tired of saying it. I love you babe." "I love you too." I stretched over to lock my lips with his and just before our lips could touch, Damon got fussy, breaking our kiss before it could even begin. "He's going to be a real trouble maker, this one." Damien commented with a cute frown, making me laugh. "We better be on the lookout for him." I said in agreement. Intertwining my pink finger with Damien's, I quoted our favorite line; "Nuestro amor es por siempre." (Our love is forever.)

Fuck me! "I won't apologise; in fact, you should. I'm only this crazy because of you. You're the one who's bringing back a side of me I lost, actually a side of me I never knew existed. I don't know who this person is, but I love her. I seem to have found myself but also extra parts I never knew existed. Kicking the door closed, I pull him towards me; stumbling back, we both fall in a heap on the floor.

My body ached, my mind felt like it was spinning, but for the first time in a long while, my heart felt lighter. Demetrio knew the truth now—the whole truth—and he hadn’t turned away. I closed my eyes, letting the faint scent of his cologne on the pillows calm me as I whispered the words I knew I was going to be saying everyday for a very long time. “Ti amo, Demetrio DeLeon.”

Even if he did want her to be his wife , she was too young . " Reject it , tell that old man i will only visit once I have a ring on that finger which in not gonna happen very soon "

"Mi corazon " There is that smile I love to see on his face now. I lean into him as he leans towards me, wrapping my hands around his neck pulling his face to me. With a kiss goodbye I head on home. ________________________________________-

“What does my relationship with him have to do with you?” “I don’t like your tone. Do you know who I am?” I went to the bed and sat down. “I’m his mate.” I folded my arms. “That’s a lie! His mate betrayed him—she’s dead! You can’t be—” she shouted. “It is what it is. Anything else you need?” “I don’t care if you are. Damien is mine.” “Keep dreaming.” “Watch your back, brat,” she spat, storming out of the room.

I replied, freeing myself from his embrace and hurrying toward the bathroom before he could protest or stop me further. I swiftly prepared for the day ahead, exchanging a tender farewell kiss with my fiancé before embarking on my journey to the station. Within the confines of the precinct, I immersed myself in the relentless pursuit of justice, each case a poignant reminder of the fragile balance between order and chaos. Amidst the cacophony of voices clamouring for resolution, one name resonated with chilling clarity— El Fuego.

Just before stepping out, he looked back at me and said softly, “Wait for me. I’ll fix everything when I return.” But I no longer needed him to fix anything for me. I would fix it myself. After he left, I pulled out the fate string—the sacred thread from the temple that represented our mate bond. Quietly, I snapped it in half. Then I packed my bags… and left. Without a word to anyone.

, I said feeling a little bit weak. " Ahhh babe, you know I can't forget you, I have been working and also you know I lost my other phone and your number was lost, I accidentally ran into Edin yesterday and that's how I got your number, please I'm sorry for not being in touch", she spoke remorseful. "You meant Edin yesterday!!, Where?, that means you are in town", I said excitedly. "Yes I'm in town, I'm actually here for a business deal, I will see you when I'm done with everything", she said happily.