Serena And Darian Novels & Stories

That was all it took for Lord Voss to change the look on Dorian's face. "And Serena, this is my eldest son, Dorian A. Voss. He is not only the finest trainer at my academy but also manages my business." The pride in his voice made me think about my own parents. I never made them proud like this. In fact, one wanted to kill me while the other refused to acknowledge me as her child. However, I was jolted back to reality when Dorian scoffed at me. "Why is her daughter here?" His tone was stern and harsh, clearly unwelcoming. He was now looking me deep in my eyes while unbuttoning his coat.

From the look of things Mr Davian comes to learn that this two ladies know each other and he is very happy about it . They walk back to the restaurant feeling refreshed and happy . The place is incredible . Queen and Mercy follow him quitely and they head back to the room . Mercy excuses herself and they are left alone . They talk for a while and Mr Davian reach to his court and hands her s small rectangular box . she is further told not to open it until she is alone . " I will not be available for the sometime but please keep in touch " he says with pleading eyes . He is heading to the neighborhood province for a project supervision and he won't be around to fancy with her . Queen promises

he answered indifferently and stepped onto the staircase, but her next words made him freeze in place. “Dario’s in New York,” she said with a smirk on the other end of the phone. “And you know exactly why!” Without saying a word, Sebastian abruptly ended the call and tossed the phone behind him, where Do Yoon caught it in mid-air. Relaxing in Anton’s recliner, Serena closed her eyes and let out a satisfied sigh, feeling the tension fade away. Her hand gently stroked the smooth armrest, lost in thoughts of Anton. “Honey, you can count on me to bring justice and seek revenge on your behalf. Dario will kill Janet, and Sebastian will take down Dario.” She smiled to herself.

——— The next morning, voices drifted up the stairs before I even reached the kitchen. “I went to bed at ten last night and you still weren’t home!” Serena’s voice was sharp with irritation. “I thought you weren’t coming back at all!” Darius sat at the table, calm as ever, sipping water. “Didn’t you tell me I had to accompany you this morning?” “Don’t play dumb with me!” Serena snapped, slamming her palm against the table. “Sorry,” he said simply, tone flat, eyes empty. I paused on the staircase, watching from above. His face was calm, but I could tell—something in him had gone cold long ago. When Serena noticed me, her anger softened. “Rae! Come sit,” she called warmly. “You decide where we’

he asked, his eyes on Callista, and she nodded, smiling sheepishly. "You just ruined a very special moment for me," Darian said, straightening his crumpled chiffon shirt with a playful smile. “But I’ll let it go, since I really liked what you did to Seraphina." "See you around, Callista." He winked at her. Callista's cheeks flushed red. "And you too, Aria," he smiled cutely at me, and with that, he walked away, leaving Callista still grinning like a lovestruck girl. I could practically smell his cologne radiating off her.

I saw Serena making her way around the warriors and Darien as she hurried upstairs to me. "What happened?! Claire mind linked Darien." She whispered, dragging me back down the hall. "He… He kissed Kiara… Although he’s engaged to Jasmin… and then I don’t know what Rayhan must have said…" I said. Kiara needed to stay away from him, he was dangerous…

Serena’s eyes were filled with anger, Dario's even more so as he held her close with a tightened jaw. “We got run off the road on our way here. They didn’t bother to see if we were dead before speeding off, but I recognised those fucking circular snake tattoos on their arms.” Serena says with tears slipping down her cheeks. “Speranzini?” Dario nods. “Them all along,” he says through gritted teeth, holding his wife close.

"If you know what's good for you, Diana, leave this family now, else—" "Else what?" I snapped. "Let me guess, you will make life unbearable for me? You would keep fabricating evidence until you can get Raphael and me out of the picture?" I smiled. "I am more than ready for you, Serena. Did you think I was embarking on this marriage without knowing exactly what I was getting myself into?" "I see; you are quite aware, then I hope you will be ready when this little paradise you've set up for yourself comes crashing down on you. And then there will be no one to help you, not even your precious Raphael or your precious Ciara."