Orgulloso Novels & Stories

“And it looks like she got tangled up with the Brona too. At least that worked to get the raw material cheaper. Did you see how sexy she is? That’s how she convinces any Alpha...” “Hey, keep your voice down. What if the Patriarch hears us?” “Gentlemen,” I said loudly as I stepped out of the little pantry. I watched their lewd faces with satisfaction. I might be just an Omega, but now I was Lorenzo Greco’s Omega. “M... ma’am,” the one who’d called me a whore said. “We didn’t know you were there.” “I noticed you didn’t,” I said, then glanced at the name tag on his suit. “Careful what you say, Roberto, because you can lose a lot more than your job over an offense like this.”

he exclaimed loudly. Gloria froze in shock. “Ho-honey Bear…? Why are you on their side? Do you forget how the old fart neglected you, and even left his possessions to an orphaned girl? That damn girl takes away the old man’s wealth from you!” Alfonso stood up, shooting an angry glare at Gloria. “This is the last time I ever let you insult them! Adalfo is my grandfather, my own grandfather! Insulting him means you’re insulting me too!” he yelled.

“and I don’t care who you are. You don’t get to touch her. You don’t get to walk in here and disrespect what’s mine.” That word—mine—sent a chill through me, but I couldn’t tell if it was from pride or fear. Maybe both. Valerio raised a brow, casually resting a hand on the kitchen island, as if Marco hadn’t just yelled in his face. “so bold,” he said slowly in Italian. “così ingrato, questo ragazzo. Dimentica chi gli ha dato tutto.” (so ungrateful, this boy. He forgets who gave him everything.) I didn’t understand every word, but I caught enough.

A clear indication of him bowing deeply and showing reverence. "Perdona mi insolencia su alteza." (Forgive my insolence your highness.) "Perdóname por entrometerme."(Forgive me for meddling.) "La pura fuerza de tu aura, es demasiado para que ellos lo soporten." (The sheer strength emanating from your aura is badly affecting your subjects.) a"Agunos se han desmayado." (Some, have passed out.) "Te imploro que nos perdones a todos." (I implore you to calm down and forgive all of us.)

_Fucking hot bastard! -----

"You're actually going to humiliate me—your granddaughter—to defend some nobody who doesn't even belong here?" "That 'nobody' has shown more grace and dignity in the past ten minutes than you've displayed in months," Antonio replied. "Your sense of superiority is becoming a serious character flaw, child." "You forget who I am, who we are. The Montrosso name commands respect throughout Italy. I have never been afraid of anyone or anything, and I certainly won't start with some orphan playing dress-up as a servant." She threw my orphan status in my face like a weapon. My cheeks burned with shame. Of course she already knew about my background—probably from Signora Russo.

It warmed my heart immensely. "Hell Yeah! Let's do it! Le sorelle selvagge sono tornate!" ***

Meanwhile, Cosimo gritted his teeth accepting his ultimate fate, But NO ONE FUCKOG HAS THE RIGHT TO INSULT THE WOMAN BEFORE HIM. "Se una parola così insolente esce ancora una volta dalla tua bocca, ti sradicherò la lingua ( If such an insolent word comes out of your mouth once more, I will uproot your tongue )," Joan laughed and turned to Mrs. Mcmaster, " Ti invidio davvero. Ti sei davvero procurato un cane fedele. Cosa gli dai da mangiare, che è ancora così costante? ( I really envy you. You really got yourself a loyal dog. What do you feed him, that he is still so constant? )"

his eyes looked confused but little did he knew about my mental stability. "Yes I am disgusting!! I am a whore!! I am a gold digger!! A fuc**** bitch!! A bad omen....I am so bad that I don't even deserve a single moment of happiness!! I deserve to die the second my parents discarded me!! The second I was left in a dumpster to die!! I deserve every damn bit of it......I was crazy to think that a rag like me could live with someone like you...I deserved to be in dump...because that's what I am...I am rubbish....a mistake that God created...but don't worry ...you will not have to see this ugly face again. You will no longer have to touch my disgusting body...you will no longer have to look into

He said with anger laced in his voice. "How do you know and that? How do you know about líza's [ pronounced| lie-za ] party?" I panicked. "I know everything."