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Now, facing the man kneeling before me, pleading, I remained calm and said quietly, "Mike, I have already signed the divorce agreement. But talking about it now is meaningless, because my identity in the country has already been canceled. Legally speaking, we no longer have the title of husband and wife." I turned my head slightly, avoiding his intense gaze, "Your past entanglement with Jennifer is far from over. Since you are in love with her and her child, you are free to rekindle your relationship without hesitation." I took a deep breath, holding Melanie tightly, my gaze becoming even more determined. "I once truly liked you, but my feelings are not so cheap that they can be trampled upo

“Are you okay?” No. No, I’m not. I’ve forced Vittoria to marry me, and I’m taking her virginity, but instead of hating me, she’s asking me if I’m okay. With my walls down, she walks into my black heart and makes herself right at home, and for the first time in my life, I feel a flicker of love. I’ve taken her innocence, and instead of destroying it with my brutal nature, it’s shining a glimmer of light in the vast darkness of my soul.

Michael didn't want to talk to Charles anymore, so he started a call as he walked away. The gentle and loving smile on his face broke my heart even more. After cutting off ties with me, Michael had focused all his love on Shirley, his new sister. I knew that it was out of remembrance and guilt toward Elena. Even so, I was certain that he would do anything for Shirley.

The love I knew now was something harder and more honest than that, it was a kind of love that has been tested, fractured and set aside, then picked back up. Love is tender and kind, especially when you find the right person. You’ll know this because it won’t feel like a battle you are constantly losing and it won’t feel like walking on ice, always braced for the moment the ground gives way beneath you. Love is Bruno De’ Luca. THE END Book Two Coming Soon. (Probably on Monday) A/N Hi! We’ve come to the end of Bruno and Isabella’s story, though they will still appear in the story of Leila and the Barbarian Prince. Book Two will continue inside this same book, any other information will be ann

"I don't have any plans to do that. Vanna would be the one to suffer, and besides, I respect Crescent as the mother of my child. I don't have the right to just take our child from her." I was silent at Luca's words. He respects me as Vanna's mother, but I didn't respect him as the father of our child... I hope it's not too late to do that. "That's good then... By the way, Ate, what did brother Aiden say about this?" Cashiel asked. I was taken aback as Aiden came to mind again. I just sighed before answering. "Aiden and I broke up." They were all stunned by what I said, even Luca. "Y-you broke up?! Why?" Cherry asked in disbelief.

Shane Galingston froze, the tissue in his hand still suspended in midair. The next second, Fleur Renault burst out from behind the counter and pointed at me, shouting, "You and your brother wouldn't even dare take a paternity test. You got yourself pregnant messing around and then found an honest man to take responsibility. Now, you're married and still sleeping around, hooking up everywhere—and now that you've found your next target, you want a divorce!" As soon as she finished, a large bottle of water came out of nowhere and was dumped over my head and face.

For one night we pretended we were just two people who used to love each other, who had survived the worst and were trying to find their way to something better. It was nice and peaceful but it was also a lie, a beautiful, necessary lie that allowed us to breathe, hope, and believe that maybe, just maybe, we could make this work, because we weren't just two people who used to love each other. We were two people who still loved each other, who had never stopped loving each other, who had been fighting their way back to each other through years of pain and betrayal and grief. Merald held my hand across the table, his thumb tracing circles on my skin.

That was what made me fall deeply for her, and that was what made me lose her. I traced my big index finger on the small passport picture, outlining her face, trying to feel her, but I cautiously reminded myself it was all just paper. Yolian would not come back. As I saw this picture, I remembered when we were in love when we thought nothing could keep us apart, and the feel of her body on mine. Every kiss spelled something. It spelled Yolian’s honey breath, it spelled her smooth, soft lips that could be misplaced for sodium, and it spelled the inner sensation that built inside of me whenever we kissed. Maybe she didn’t see the love I had for her, if she had seen it, she wouldn’t have run aw

Reo had watched the hot scene between Jack and Mitha through the laptop screen display. He did not think that Jack actually realized what he said. "Why are you doing this to me, Jack?" Tears flooded Reo's face again. Then the laptop was thrown against the wall of the room when Reo threw it hard. The man was wailing, he was sad, disappointed, and everything seemed mixed up. His gay girlfriend turns out to be having an affair with the opposite sex behind his back. Yes, yes, even though it's only the opposite sex but Reo's heart still hurts!

Yes," she answered. People she used to be with almost every day before. After lunch or maybe at late afternoon she would do that. At hours when people are relaxing after works. It's still morning so she will be going to horse riding first. And on the plateau she loves to go. She's there at the stable. Pegasus is the only one she wants to ride but it has an illness the veterinarian said. "Pegasus is also getting older," Mang Castor explained. "It's okay. I'd rather choose Star," she replied. The heat of the sun was still nice when she reached the top of the plateau. Just like how she spent her whole day before. She suddenly imagined Jake in its appearance as it handed red rose flower to her