Pure Romance Mr Dependable 소설 & 이야기

A man stood by the window, dressed in a black suit. "I did not expect you to be out of bed," I said, walking toward him. But when he turned around, hands in his pockets, I froze. For a few seconds, I could not move. My hands trembled as I stared at his face. Then instinct kicked in. I needed to run. Qing Han. Mr. Zhong had set me up. No wonder he had looked uneasy earlier. I turned to leave, but before I could reach the door, someone closed it from the outside. We were locked in.

The rain poured down, matching the tumult in my heart. I had been drawn to the intoxicating incense of woody musk, my wolf restless with anticipation. As I followed the scent, my feet guided me closer and closer, until I caught up with the scene that shattered my world. There, in front of me, stood Alpha Xavier Romano, the powerful leader of our pack, locked in a passionate embrace with his long-time girlfriend, Jessica MecKenzie.

“Matt.” “Mr. Matt Wolffe,” she said with a mischievous smile. “I’m just another conquest, right? You just want to sleep with me.” His eyes darkened. “I did. But now I’m curious, I want to fuck Sophia Blanc and know her,” he smiled. “Not in that order.”

“Your body temperature is normal. Maya are you alright?” “Oh come on Noor! Of course I am fine.” “Then are you serious?” she asks and she nods. “Maya what you are asking for can only happen after centuries. Mr. Ambrose is an embodiment of male beauty, many women out there want to be with him and not one,” she emphasized by showing her finger. “I mean not even one has been able to capture his eye and heart. We are talking about the most eligible and beautiful models like Chanel Gold and Camellia Canella. That men’s heart is as hard as a rock and no woman has been able to break it. Do you honestly think you have the shots to do it?” Noor asked her and the woman doubtingly bit her nails. “Maya,

He was wearing a tan leather coat and a pair of burgundy oxford shoes that stood out along with a classic hat. “It has been a while since we met in person, Stefan.” The man politely greeted him as he removed his hat to show his balding hair. “Signore Monterri, it has been a while, indeed.” He politely greeted him. The two man exchanged handshake and each of them took their seat. There were only few men in this world capable of making Stefan act with the utmost respect and this man was one of those few. He was Roberto Monterri. The man known as the Miracle Maker. However, the miracles were nothing spiritual. He was more of a godfather than anything.

" that's it we're done talking, nice chatting with you." " Rhico" he called. " yes sir" a very huge man about 7 feet tall muscular too walks in with a black suit. " please escort mother out." Raphael ordered sipping his coffee, realizing it almost cold. "I don't need an escort" his mum said carrying her bag. "we'll continue this later" she said walking out the door. "Please Rhico" Rhico understood what he had to do. "This way ma'am" he said escorting her to her car.

His eyes twinkle with interest. “Hi, I’m Jeremy, one of Chris’s close friends,” He introduces himself to me and Stella with a handshake before fixing a permanent gaze on me, and I’m at a loss for what to do. I think he chose to focus on me alone after seeing Stella’s obvious baby bump. “Hi! I’m Emily Wilson, Mr. Moore’s Personal Assistant.” I smile politely. I watch Christopher release a deep breath from the corner of my eyes and find it funny that he seems tired of his dear friend’s attitude.

the woman says as she heads upstairs. While she’s gone, I can’t help but let my eyes wander around. The place is immaculate, too perfect almost, and it makes me wonder what kind of man Mr. Parker really is. Yesterday, things were such a blur. I didn’t get a real sense of him other than...well, that one night. The woman returns a few minutes later, her heels clicking against the polished floor. "Sir has already left for work," she informs me with a slightly apologetic smile. "But don’t worry, I’ll show you around."

CHAPTER 10 Ariella Looks like all the men in this mansion really like getting their way with women. How could a man like Marcus even try to get anywhere close to me after all that bad stuff I've heard of him? Forcing girls into stripping and sometimes taking people's girlfriends away in front of them. How wicked could that be? I was still lost in my thoughts when the door opened and Kendy walked in. “Mrs. Deluca good morning I hope you had a great night would you—"

If I didn’t know it before, I definitely know it now. We have both recovered from our combined meltdown in the car this afternoon on the way home from the prison, although somehow I think our trauma is far from over. I’m not sure it ever will be. Wearing dark suit pants and a white shirt is stretched over his broad shoulders, Roman is the epitome of male perfection. My water in the desert of life. His dark eyes and beautiful large red lips call to me, and I think it’s the only thing on this Earth that I do understand.