Say No More Mon Amour Novels & Stories

me calling you my wife is the sexiest thing ever. "Oh yeah wedding preparations.. that we need to discuss.." I heard her shuffle a bit, 'babe let me not keep you, you probably want to bath. Let me do that too and sleep.. I can't wait to see you tomorrow okay. Stay hot.. I love you.' "I love you too Paris.. see you tomorrow.." Then she hung up. I turned to Amora and found her looking at me. One look I could not read specifically. "What?" She shook her head a bit, "please don't marry Paris okay... please even if it's not for me just please don't do it."

In the small room, various things were scattered on the carpet. "Oh, you just make a fool of me." Emily said contemptuously. Taking a deep breath, he turned his face to one side. "I love you and George, nothing more." Najaf approached her in her infancy and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Tell your mom about us." Emily shrugged. Due to which Najaf's hand fell from her shoulder. When Najaf's phone rang, she became silent. Najaf took out his mobile phone, put his finger on his lips and gestured to Emily to remain silent.

Plus I wanted her to smile, she had lost all joy. She stared at me with empty eyes that had sprinkles of skepticism in them as she shook her head “No, thank you, you should probably stay at home. There's been rumours going around and I am sure the rumors will get to them before I do” She replied quietly “Besides, you have a lot more interesting things to do with your life than go see a few boring old Frenchmen” She finished. “You think so? Well then, tell me about it if you change your mind” I replied. If she said no, I wasn't going to press on, she was a stubborn woman and I knew that she'd make up her own mind when she was ready.

"Don't you love me? If you don't, then why? Why have you always been so good to me?" "Because I promised your father," he stated, his voice deliberate and stern. "I have no romantic feelings for you. The only person I love is Cammy. Given the circumstances, it is best for you to be abroad." As he spoke, he took out his phone to begin the arrangements. With a sob of desperation, Chloe snatched a fruit knife from the hall table and raised it to her wrist. Jonathan moved faster, wrenching it from her grasp. The blade sliced deeply across his palm. She stared, horrified, as blood welled and dripped to the floor.

That explained why, when the Morettis cornered Celeste, he had rushed to save her. Darius claimed he loved me. Yet, even after being reborn, he had gone crazy trying to save her. That wasn't love. It was nothing more than possessiveness, born from the fact that he couldn't have me. In our past life, the hatred between us had already drained whatever love remained. This time, the best thing we could do was go our separate ways. I snapped back to reality, yanked my hand away, and met his gaze with icy calm. "I don't love you anymore, Darius. This is the last time I'll say no. If you cross the line again, I'll end this partnership too."

"Anna, the gallery is yours now. You're the one who's truly fit to run it. From now on, I'll kiss you every day. Darling, come home with me, okay?" My feelings shifted from shock to outright revulsion. Eric had never truly loved me, and he had no idea what I really wanted. I looked at him coldly, a faint smile playing on my lips. He tentatively promised, "Darling, I've planned a getaway to Amundra for us. I can't wait to take you to see the aurora. I know how much you adore them." Amundra was bitterly cold, and the aurora didn't excite me in the slightest.

“Take it. Thank you for everything over the past few days. “But from the moment you asked me to wear Stella’s wedding dress and forced her ring onto my finger, we were over. “I won’t deny you loved me at some point, and I won’t hide how much I once loved you. However, I lost myself in this game of three for too long. “Let me go.” I couldn’t tell whether the water on Justin’s face was rain or tears. He reached out, still holding onto my suitcase. “I swear I’ll only love you from now on. Eva, come with me.” I furrowed my brow and spoke coldly. “I gave up a kidney for you. You trampled my dignity.

he said. Caesar's cold voice came through the speaker. "I don't give a damn whether she comes back or not. Honestly, it'd be better if she stayed away permanently." I heard our mutual friends trying to intervene. "Come on, Miranda's obviously really hurt this time. She took off her ring and everything. "You've been pretty brutal with this whole new girlfriend thing. You really humiliated her." The sound of glass shattering cut through their voices as Caesar threw his drink. "We're done, okay? What the hell else do you people want from me? Nobody contact her! Let's see how long she wants to drag this out!"

the host announced, trying to sound excited, but he looked nervous. Amélie’s voice rang out, clear and confident. “Ten million euros.” The room went silent for a moment, like everyone needed time to understand the number. Ten million. Amélie didn’t look at the host when she said it. She looked straight at me, eyes full of hate, like the money was not even the main point. She wanted me to know she could buy him. And she wanted me to know she planned to.

“My god! I heard that he never attends events like this. You actually got him to come. That’s impressive!” “They did me a favor.” James grinned from ear to ear. He was clearly proud of himself for being able to connect with someone of that level. Behind the scenes, he pinched Sophia and muttered under breath. His tone was cold and threatening. “We’re still at the banquet. When the Moore family arrives, don’t embarrass me or stand there looking miserable! Otherwise, you’ll regret it when we get home!” At his threat, Sophia could not help but tremble. She forced back the tears that welled up in her eyes.