Rights And Wrongs Dramione Novels & Stories

The Wrong Letter “Oh, dam-nn!" She stuttered. The name on the envelope was not the one she had prayed to see, it was different and that fact alone made her tremble slightly. Bella’s fingers tightened around the paper as if doing that alone could change the ink. For a moment she simply stood there staring at the paper while different scenes were playing out in her mind while she was struggling to catch up with what her heart already understood. The maid had taken the wrong one somehow. A letter from Theo was already on its way out of the estate to Andre in what was the stupidest mistake she could ever dream of.

But the other part worried if it had somehow ruined our chances, if he would take my reluctance to look at him and engage with him as an offense and somehow it would cost Dane and the Stratford group a fortune. Elijah had killed for less. “Why aren’t you talking?” Mirella shouted out from the temporary changing room. I only kept looking at Elijah’s retreating figure as he walked away from our booth. Mirella stepped out, half adjusting the straps of her dress that was too risque for the event. Not that she would take opinions from her junior. “Quick tell me again, what was the…” She smoothed down her dress that barely reached her thighs and rushed forward without really looking ahead.

But he had already rushed past her and pulled me into a tight embrace. "Elena, I'm sorry. I was wrong." His voice was choked with sobs. "It was all my fault." I stood there, rigid, feeling the warmth of his body. The embrace I once craved now just filled me with disgust. "You have the wrong person." I pushed him away, my voice cold. "My name is Aria." He shot his hand up and tore the silver mask from my face. Our eyes met. He stared at my face, greedy, his fingers trembling as he reached out to touch my cheek.

Where’s your conscience? Brayden acknowledged his mistake. ‘It was my fault. I shouldn’t have neglected Alessia just because I needed to be responsible for Connie.’ ‘D*mn it!’ Veronica was furious. ‘Do you mean you intend to be responsible for both Connie and Alessia?’ Brayden clarified, ‘No, I’ve done enough for Connie. Now I just want to be with Alessia. She is the one I want to spend the rest of my life with.’ Veronica sarcastically sneered, ‘Now that Connie can’t have a baby with you anymore, you decided to turn to Alessia?’

“ Derrick is a very nice guy . If he liked guys then he would be the perfect partner for our son since they have the same work as well . “ said madam Diana . “ I am glad that he isn’t into men . With Derrick near Damian , I feel like I have two sons . Seeing them together……..I just can’t . “ said mr Adam . “ For once in a while , I am agreeing with you father . “ said Damian with a serious tone . “ Fine ! Anyway , I am glad he is happy with Mia . “ said madam Diana then got up from the couch and gave Damian his coat . “ Let us go to the mall now . “ said madam Diana . “ Can I not go ? “ said Damian with a tired expression . “ No room for discussions . Get your butt up from the couch , the bo

I chuckled bitterly, “You know what, I could just jump over this table right now and slap you right in the face. Don't you have any shame at all? Still talking like what best friends or something,” He swallowed. “Justy, no matter what happens, we will always be best friends. You've always been supportive of my relationships. What's different now? Is it because Lucia is a maid and not well off?” “Don't you dare play dumb,” I said through gritted teeth, “... You made me think that you were interested in me, you fed me with crumbs leading to the altar so that I could cover up for your little affair, that's very different from being a supportive best friend.”

I say raising my index finger. “I have a reason valid. Ella is bad.” "They. are going. to marry." “Yes okay but I can take advantage of it a little while my conscience is on leave right?” Damon is just an extraordinary lover in addition to being, without any discussion, the most beautiful man I have ever met. It's normal, right? Human reaction. "I don't really agree with what you are doing behind Ella's back but you have to be careful and not get caught otherwise the consequences will blow up in your face"

Dorathy Anders, dressed in black like she's attending a funeral, her face pinched and angry. And beside her, Tara, Kevin's wife, dripping in diamonds despite the occasion. Dorathy's eyes lock onto Charlotte, and her expression twists into something ugly. "You," she hisses, stepping into our path. "This is all your fault." "Move." Charlotte's voice is ice. She doesn't even slow down, just walks past Dorothy like she's nothing. "Don't you dare dismiss me!" Dorathy's voice rises, shrill. "You ruined my family!" "Your son," Charlotte says, finally stopping and turning to face her, "is a criminal. I don't understand why you keep defending him. And if you think I'm going to stand here and listen t

“Called last night a mistake.” The words hit harder than the rejection. For a split second, I saw his hand brushing mine and the way I thought it meant something. Then it shattered. I moved before I could think and shoved her. She hit the ground with a sharp crack. For a split second, fury twisted her face—real, ugly and unmasked. “You filthy little—” Then— "How dare you?” Adrian’s voice cut through the room like a blade and the hall immediately fell silent. "You will not touch your future Luna,” he said coldly. "You will show respect in this hall and you will—"

Jason may not be single anymore but at least he will soon grace our screens in the upcoming movie: The Wrong Cinderella. I sighed and scrolled down, skipping details about the movie. I found a picture of him and his gorgeous fiance. I laughed bitterly: she looked just as rich as him and it didn't help that she looked like a model. It was obvious that Jason loved her from the way he was looking at her. I was so angry that I nearly threw the phone out of the window. Then, a red link caught my eye. Who is Jason Hart? Wow, look at that: I guess the internet has at least one answer to my questions.