Novel & Cerita Nine Lives Caryl

Even then, my eyes had filled with tears as I promised that I'd work harder, so she'd never have to feel like she was settling. The regret hit her like a tidal wave. She finally admitted that she'd lost the only man who'd seen her as his everything. … A week later, Morgan slammed his phone down in front of her. Seeing the photo on the screen made her heart throb painfully. "Jonas Sawyer, Nephew of Global Trade Tycoon Hubert Braun, to Get Engaged to Heiress Hallie Chase Next Month." In the photo, I looked gentle and composed, while Mom looked healthy and radiant. It was a far cry from her days of fear.

‘I like your candour, cara mia. In a black designer shirt and jeans, with his masculine beauty enhanced by stubble, Andrea looked mean, moody and magnificent. Her heartbeat speeded up. He threw himself down on the bed beside her and tapped the paper she had cast down. ‘So, you’re reading about Carmelo Zanetti …’ ‘He was so wicked and yet he never went to prison for his crimes—’ ‘But he died in exile, alone and sick and despised.’

Evelyn stood up and walked to the middle of the desks. She took a deep breath, and I followed her lead. “Miss Garrison, have you ever had a one-night stand?” I felt the colour drain from my face. What did this have to do with the case? “Miss Garrison?” “Yes, once.” “Do you remember when you had the one-night stand?” “It was about 2 weeks after I moved here.” “And when was that exactly?” “I moved here on November the 18th last year.”

“That unshaven yeti over there has been riding my ass for nearly as long.” Reid throws a piece of his torn-up straw wrapper at Callum. “Well, I had to keep my brother safe from an herb dealer,” he says, obviously trying to start something. “Grower,” Callum snaps, as I take that moment to fully cup his balls and play with his head through his pants. He sighs shakily under this but keeps his mask up. “And all the stuff I did in high school was just

And when I finally made it to my bed, alone under the twelve-thousand-thread-count sheets, I didn’t even pretend to reach for Victor’s side. I reached for myself instead, biting the pillow so the staff wouldn’t hear whose name I was moaning when I came a second time that night. Twenty-nine days. God, I was already losing count.

Janice started yelling, "I said I was sorry! What else do you want? "I was just a kid who didn't know any better when I picked on you. Do you really want to ruin my family? You're being too harsh!" I snorted. "Oh, so you’re blaming bullying me on just being a kid? "Janice, I guess I am harsh. Get ready to be a bankrupt heiress!" In the days that followed, I was deeply involved in bringing down the Wheeler Group. It took less than a month for the company to hit rock bottom and file for bankruptcy.

"Leticia—" "You heard her." Lucas turned to James. His body leaned forward slightly, elegant and predatory at once. His voice was low, but the pressure in it chilled the air. "James Colombo. You had nine chances to keep her by your side. You wasted all nine. Now she is beside me. And I will tell you this: I will spend my life treating her well because she is Leticia. She is my Principessa. She is my Donna. He paused, and the faint, dangerous curve of his smile fully appeared.

He hadn't thought, hadn't let himself think, that the woman who had saved his father's life could die because he'd cut off her medication. His hand shook so badly the recorder fell out of the certificate's folder and pressed itself on the floor. From the recorder: "Taking pictures after sex was just something Sheila liked to do. I shot tons of them with her. Then I found out she was cheating on me with some bald millionaire and dumped her." "When I was dating Sheila I was rich. Then my family lost everything, and she was hooking up with my best friend by the weekend." "I wasn't dating her. Does a one-night stand count as dating? She knew I was married. We were a transaction at best."

“You just stood in my way. This family adopted you, and you enjoyed everything that should have been mine. Meanwhile I was missing for twenty years.” “That was not my fault. You already got everything back when you returned. Why are you still doing this?” Chiara’s smile widened. “Because you should not be here. If not for you, they would have come looking for me. Now I am back, and I want everything that is mine. Your parents. Your husband. Your position. This is family tradition: blood comes first.” “You can take everything.” My knees buckled. “Why did you lie to them? Why did you tell them you are dying?”