Putra Cinta Novels & Stories

“Yeah, I do… I want to get married with you, Libra…” Libra Erianto kissed his beloved sweetheart’s cute, pinky and adorable pair of lips again. He seized his beloved sweetheart deep into his warm, comfortable, cradling as well as cozy hug. “I really love you, Libra… You know I really and really love you… You know for you I can even sacrifice my own life…” cried Melita Tionadi laying down her head on her beloved prince’s sturdy, muscular and athletic chest.

Valor finished with understanding in his voice. "Exactly," I confirmed as I turned to face him. "Kelan was never about love. He was about proving that I could take something precious from her and make it mine. And look where we are now. Tomorrow I become Luna and she's stuck in whatever miserable marriage her aunt sold her into." Valor cupped my face in his hands and looked at me with admiration. "You're ruthless Cindy," he stated. "That's what I love about you." I melted into him and let all the tension from dealing with Kelan drain away. This was real. This was raw and thrilling and dangerous in all the best ways. Valor understood ambition. He understood power. He didn't waste time pining

said Amar to his daughter. "Mutiara hopes that someday Mutiara's husband can love Mutiara like Papa loves Mama. Because Mutiara wants Mutiara's husband to be, to have unlimited love for Mutiara. His love is increasing day by day. Like papa's love to Mama. Which day after day is getting more and more love." said Mutiara, full of admiration to her parents. Those who love each other until now.

"I’m going to give her everything she’s ever wanted. Everything she’s ever been too afraid to ask for." Lucas frowned. "And what exactly does that mean?" I exhaled. Then, I said the words that had been sitting in the back of my mind for days. "I’m going to show her what it means to have a partner, not just a lover." Silence. Lucas and Adam exchanged a look. "So, in other words," Lucas said slowly, "you’re about to go full Travis Cole insanity level and pull off some grand romantic bullshit, aren’t you?" I shrugged.

"That's the CEO of Stark Corporation! It's the tycoon, Derek Stark!" Derek's name had sort of become a taboo in my life over the years. Even though I had heard of a tycoon who shared the same name, I had never assumed he was my first love. Derek walked into the room slowly and naturally placed an arm around my shoulders. "Sorry for being late." I stared straight at him with bittersweet feelings. Even after ten years, he hadn't seemed to have changed much, but he appeared more mature and composed than before. "I'm Derek Stark, the father of Rachel's son. Who says he's a bastard child with an unknown father?"

Trent flushed with anger, unable to speak. Jaycee wailed loudly, "Eugene, do you know what you're doing? You're being irresponsible with your future!" Eugene lowered his head to avoid his mother's gaze, muttering, "But I really love Megan, and I don't want a long-distance relationship with her." Eugene's words only fueled Trent's rage further. He frantically tugged at Eugene's clothes, shouting, "You don't know shit about love! You're ruining your future for a woman! Eugene, you let us down."

"I didn't go to parties I avoided them...and I didn't see any hot guys either because I had someone back here, someone I loved, someone I still love... Oh, shit, I'm repeating myself, aren't I? This is insane... I... I fucked things up, and now...now I'm trying to tell you that I have a seven-year-old son, yes, and his name is Rio." Lucretia's words hung in the air, leaving her breathless and Rosana stunned. As the silence stretched, Rosana's confused expression revealed that she was struggling to process the jumbled confession. Only three phrases had cut through the chaos, leaving a lasting impact: "I love him, I still do," "I fucked things up," and "He's my son, and his name is Rio."

"It means exactly what it sounds like." "He comes from a good family. His father is Alpha Blackwood — do you understand what that means for us? If Luca becomes Alpha, you become Luna. You think that opportunity comes twice?" "I don't care about—" "You're twenty-two." Her voice drops, quieter, more final. "You don't know what you care about yet. Tolerate it. Every man has something you have to tolerate. That's marriage." "Mom—" "Go to sleep. Fly home tomorrow. Forgive him and move forward."