Nikki Giovanni Love Poems 소설 & 이야기

"And what? You think you can just read me like an open book?" He chuckled, but there was no mockery in it, just something deep, something unreadable. "You remind me of a dove." Aarini blinked. "What?" "A dove," he repeated, his voice gentler than she had ever heard before. "Beautiful, fragile-looking, but stronger than anyone realizes. You fight even when you don’t have to. You push people away even when you secretly want them to stay." Her lips parted, but she had no words to say. Because no one had ever said something like that to her before.

"No ifs and buts,just please let me do something for you." "You know you are crazy right?" "Only for you baby." "I love you Tien." "I love you so much my angel." This man makes me all gooeey and weak.But as you know "Love is never for the weak,its he who faces it,knows the fierceness of this feeling. Congo Natalia you are becoming a poet.I rolled my eyes at my own thought and resumed my day.We also had the staff meeting.Guess this is going to be a long day.

Would you like? Debbie to Abby; ‘Absolutely that’s what I need nowadays. Just please give me one hour for my system to be ready. Abby replied: ‘You want me to go out? Debbie, ‘Nope, stay here. I know that you’re doing your work while waiting for me. Debbie sat beside Abby in the sofa. ‘Just relax Abby. I will not do anything that will put you in trouble. Unless, we’ll both agree to do something naughty, Debbie smile and winks at her. ‘Uh, let me get something, just give me a minute. Abby went to her room and took the Ukulele. ‘I want to dedicate this song for you. I hope you will like it.’ Abby begin playing the instrument and sing “Just the Way You Are.”

I love you, Gianna wanted to tell him as Rio tore back with a sob, clenching his hands into his hair and gasping out an apology. I love you, Gianna desperately wanted to get out. You’re worthy of love, she would have given anything to say. She just didn’t know how to, not when she would have to add, I just don’t love you in the way you love me. I don’t love you like I love Dante. So instead she was silent, frozen in place, and for the second time that day, shocked into inaction. All the while Giovanni slept on obliviously in the next room, and Rio sobbed quietly to himself in front of Gianna.

"You've given me more honey. You've given me two beautiful children." "Not yet. " "Okay soon... And I want more with you. Gio loves you . I know how hard it was taking Gio under you wing especially after Nikki died. He loves you . I love you . Please give me a chance to prove I am worthy of your love ." I leaned in to hug Angelo and kiss him on the side of his neck and collar bon and looked at him. "Okay Blue." "I'm sorry for hate fucking you." "You already apologised . You had an indoor pick nick set up with all my favorite things."

Because who on earth would attach such a cheesy card as: "Roses are red, violets are blue, No one deserves your love but me, it's true. A goddess like you deserves the world, So here’s a start—these roses, as beautiful as you." Forever yours, Giovanni. I stared at the card, torn between cringing and laughing out loud. "Who even writes this garbage?" I muttered to myself. Giovanni was a clown, and this was his circus. Grace appeared in the doorway, her ever-calm expression tinged with curiosity. "More roses from Mr. Overzealous?"

“I have a conference call in a few minutes.” I frown at his suggestion, but then I turn to Nikki. “If you don’t mind, that is.” “Not at all!” she says and places her journal on the coffee table before she sits down again. Giovanni kisses the side of my head and disappears towards the kitchen, and I turn to Nikki. “Hi, I’m Lucia; Giovanni’s wife,” I say, holding my hand out which she gives a little squeeze. “I’m Nikki, uhm …Francesco’s fiancee, I suppose,” she says, looking sheepish. “How long have you been here?”

But then it was gone, replaced by that same stoic mask he always wore. “Gianna,” he began, and there was a weight to his words, a heaviness that made my heart skip a beat. “There’s something I need to tell you.” My smile faltered. “What is it?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. Nico set down his glass and leaned forward slightly, his gaze piercing through me. “I will give you everything a wife deserves—protection, loyalty, power. But I...I will never be able to love you.” For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. His words hung in the air like a dark cloud, suffocating me.

Our fingers weaved together tightly. When I tilted my head up to kiss him, he also lowered his head and kissed me with absolute gentleness. "Spencer, I think it doesn't hurt anymore…" "Then… Do you want to continue?" Noises that would make anyone blush started up again in the room, and it carried on for a long time. The night would be long. But what was longer was the rest of our lives together. Even during the darkest times, love was still the most important thing. The End.