Sientate En Mi Cara Novels & Stories

I say with a slight grimace. Mark chuckles, and the tension eases. So far, so good. "Is that what's bothering you?" he asks. "I just don't like it. I don't think I need to hide any of this," I gesture toward my face. He laughs again. "Alright, if that's how you feel," he says, turning off the car. "No, please save me from the Maya monster," I half-jokingly plead as she emerges from the house and approaches the passenger side, where I'm seated.

sighing in the back of my neck twenty-four hours a day. "I hope I'll sigh somewhere else." I shake my head at my words, and then dive right into my computer, which by the way is also pink, when I hear the door open. My heart races at the thought that she is the love of my life again, but then I calm down as I see Chloe nervously walking in my direction. He sits on the couch and looks at me, waiting for me to tell him something. "What?" I say annoyedly as I start typing something on my laptop.

𝙎𝙤𝙛𝙞𝙖: My eyes went open when I found myself in Carniella's room, bedridden. She was sitting aside me. I fidgeted and my movement attracted her attention. She turned towards me. " you okay?? " she asked with a concerned voice. I crawled my head up and rested on headrest. " yeah just a headache, how come I'm here?? " " you don't remember?? " I shook my head.

I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. “Is there something on my face, Mister Smith?” Kain’s sharp words bring me back down to the ground and I shake my head rapidly. His lips twitch into a very subtle smirk. “Then, I suppose I must simply be too handsome for you to handle, though that is something I am well aware of already,” he says to me, with no hint of satire in his voice.

To fucking see her walk around my study bare. When she gets to the door, she turns to face me with a fucking innocent face. Like she wasn't the bitch I found kissing a nobody so dark at the market. Shit. It angers me. “Walk back to me.” Cara lets out an exasperated sigh. She pulls an expression as if she's about to cry. Still… she walks back to me. Again. The table is in between us and the realization of it gives me a sick idea. “Come closer, Cara.”

My eyes darted around the room, taking in every detail. "You can do this, Ximena," my inner voice comforted me. I let out a sigh and forced a smile onto my lackluster face. "I suppose it's time to get this over with," I stood up and faced a seething Aunt Sadie. Without acknowledging her, I made my way to the door. "Let's go," I said, heading towards the exit. ***

I sat upright so fast I nearly elbowed them both. “I—oh god—I—guys—I’m NOT okay!” They both froze, more like looking confused as they exchanged glances with a frown colouring their forehead. “...Did we hurt you?” Marco asked carefully, and Santiago nodded, boring his eyes into my head. “No!” I squeaked. “No, that’s not it, I just– you–” I pointed at myself, then at them, then at the tangled sheets. “Open your mouth and speak Callie, you're actually scaring me me,” Santiago said in a calm deep voice, but the look in his eyes showed how much his mind was racing.

I ask. Before anyone can reply, Enrique speaks. “I’d like to see who fucking denies you that. You’re in charge, Mi Amor, remember that.” I blush, feeling all eyes on me as Mama smiles. My Papi is so sweet. I glance up at him, our eyes meeting and I try not to hide my face, instead let my hair curtain my face for a second before I stand up.

Sienna My small smile quickly turned into a scowl. "Fuck!" I said through gritted teeth. "I don't want to see him." I held back a gulp. "Forgive me, Don, but your father was insistent you see him now," Cara added as she shuffled around on her feet uncomfortably. I hid my anger and rubbed my eyes. It was not Cara's fault but rather that fucking bastard's. Why did he want to see me anyway? Maybe he had more insults to give or maybe he wanted to slap me again.

They don't have the time to react, so I tear Lucia from my brother's arms to put my forehead against hers. Santo doesn't understand what is happening and looks at me like I have become crazy. Cazzo. That's it. I am crazy without her. Since I know she's here, I feel better. I bring my face close to hers again and shamelessly rub the tip of my nose against hers. "Luce dei miei occhi," I call her loud enough in front of everyone so that no one has any doubt about the place she occupies in my head and my heart. Behind me, I can hear the sound of travel bags crashing to the ground, followed by a loud "Eh?" from Matteo.