Ricci Rivero Ex Girlfriend Novels & Stories

So kind. The “poor little Amato girl” she called me. She bought me food, clothes, even hung out with me and my “parents” — the Amatos. She never pressed, never judged. She gave me a name in that world. Bianca Ricci had been my friend and confidant. And now? Now she was engaged to the man I still dreamed about. Just a few weeks ago, we had been in his penthouse screaming as we made passionate love and promised not to let each other go. Until everything crashed.

Fucking great. Stepping forward like the good girl I was expected to be, I extended my hand toward the man as if greeting an old friend. “It’s wonderful to meet you. I do enjoy meeting all of Trevor’s friends. How do the two of you know each other?” The man's eyes gazed up and down my body as the corners of his lips peaked further into a shiny white smile. “We’re old college buddies. My name is Ricardo, but you can call me Ricky.” How fucking original.

It occurred to me that I had told Veronica yesterday that I had something to deal with today, and Veronica said she would come by early this morning to drop Krish and Valeria off at Brizela Daycare. Veronica said in surprise, "Who are you? Why are you here?" I rushed out and froze. Veronica was staring warily at Reynaldo, who was topless. OMG... Reynaldo narrowed his eyes and said respectfully, "Madame, bonjour. I'm Araceli's boyfriend." Veronica was visibly shocked. She looked up and saw me standing on the second floor. I immediately went downstairs, took Veronica's hand, shook my head, and used the mind-link to tell her that I would explain everything to her later.

“What's wrong with you, Rieka? Arini?” Arini didn't answer. She chose to go back to her room. She held back her eyes that were heating up because of Rieka's words. So it was true, they were indeed playing with fire behind her back. I don't know since when Arini didn't know. But hearing Rieka talk like that, their relationship must be much more serious than what Arini experienced. Damn both. “Your ex is Reyhan Alexander, Rin. Not a random guy. He doesn't deserve you!”

I turn around but Richie halt my step by stepping in front of me. "Rach please wait." He says. "Why? You don’t want to talk about it so why should I bother to wait?" With a sigh, he says "It’s complicated but I will tell you everything." I don’t say anything and I cross my hand over my chest waiting for him to continue. "Angelina is my ex-girlfriend. She and I had this thing going on between us but it’s over now. It ended three months ago. " He’s lying. It can’t be possible. I know everything about him, I spent my last ten years figuring out what In the hell he is doing. It can’t be possible that I didn’t know that.

The real Rachel Johnson had short brunette hair that lacked luster. A few minutes later, a call came in on Amy's phone. from Ricky telling her that they had arrived at Araceli's house and they were downstairs. "Ricky and his boyfriend are here," Amy squealed excitedly, covering the mic of her phone. She had only met him once when she briefly stayed at Ricky's place. He was a handsome nerdy looking college student, he was always really busy because he was in his final year, she always used to tell them how she couldn't wait to go on double dates with them or even triple dates hopefully with Araceli and Yandel, that's if they ever settle.

“Ma, mommy, since you want quadruplets, can I have a private time with my wife now so we can start making them.” He turned to her and cupped her face like they were alone. She wanted to protest but she couldn’t. She was mesmerized by the love and desire in his eyes. His face came closer to hers, “ Ravishing my ex is what I have been wanting to do for hours now.” he said huskily. Their mothers exclaimed and both asked, “What? What ex?!” Her eyes widened and frowned at him but he just let out his sexy smile. “Dianne Alessandra Quintero Contrero, my ex-girlfriend, can I ravish you now as my wife?” He asked hoarsely before planting a kiss on her lips.

there was also pregnancy reports. “Interesting," Rocco smirked shrewdly when Alessio handed him the photos. “ Ha! The mighty, arrogant Ricardo Romero is nothing but a filthy dog…hahaha… Alessio, see this…that good-for-nothing idiot is slowly showing his colors,” Rocco burst out into laughter, suddenly he was feeling happy. He was over the moon, knowing he finally had an upper hand. He thought all hope of getting Alana was lost. However, the universe just proved to him that he still had a chance.

Five years ago, for the sake of my fiancee, Ellia Murdock, I went overseas alone to deal with all the obstacles her family faced. The day I returned, she sent a car to pick me up to attend her son's birthday party. She smiled and introduced me as her long-lost uncle, who was also crazy, in front of all the guests. Her son clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Mommy, I want to ride the crazy horse!" Ellia's smile vanished. Her voice turned cold as she ordered, "Jason, don't ruin Nial's fun. Get down." My heart jolted. I glared at her. "Ellia, you want me to let a brat ride me like a horse?" Right after I finished my sentence, her current husband slapped me across the face. "What's with the

Bria glares at me. "How dare you! Ricci, are you going to let her talk to me like that? I am your first love, and she is just a mistress! I know you will never marry anyone like her, and she is not your type. I know you still love me," Bria says. Riccardo's face is like a closed book, and no one can read it. "See you at home later. Enjoy your time with your ex-lover," I say. The elevator is not moving, and I do not have a card to operate it, so I walk past them to the door.