Novel & Cerita Stefanie Salvatore

“And how many times do I have to tell you? Leave her alone." “And I asked you to keep her here, didn't I? I want to have a little talk with her.” “Just a moment,” Stefanie said as she walked into the small kitchen area behind the counter, then returned with a glass bottle filled with salt. "Earlier, Boss said I could throw salt at you if you dare show yourself here." "What the hell--" Before David finished his words, Stefanie threw salt at him. "My boss said to throw you salt if you still insist on coming here," Stefanie stopped it, putting the salt beside her. "Besides, what for? She has told you repeatedly that she is not interested in you. Not. Slightly. Interested.”

she smiled happy that her trick has worked and took it in her mouth, rubbing her tongue at the tip. " fuck!!" he growled in ecstasy. Stephanie has always been his sex mate. He likes the way she doesn't make big deals out of their relationship. She is always there whenever he needs good sex to redeem himself. Stephanie is the face of the entertainment industry. The most popular female celebrity in the industry and the most capable model in the modeling industry, a multi-talented woman. She is the exclusive model in charge of the W and J cooperation and that is the Willy Jewelry Cooperation which has Damon Willy as the CEO and Elizabeth Willy as the president.

And for a moment, everyone went quiet. I turned just as the doors opened again. Dominic Salvatore entered first. Alpha. Commanding. Unmistakable. At his side walked Aria Salvatore, his Luna, his wife, and lover… she was also the mother of his child. Her head was held high, her presence effortless, as if she had always belonged at his side. Whispers followed them, some admiring, some resentful. Luna Isobel’s lips thinned. “The woman who was sold as a slave,” she muttered coolly, “now standing as Head Luna. A slave who became the Alpha’s wife.”

“Sir is in his office.” I turned slowly. Vivian. Of course. Perfect hair. Expensive bag. Pretend modesty. She was surprised to see me but covered it quickly, but she hadn’t expected this version of me. I pulled down my sunglasses, just a bit, letting her get a better look at my smirk. “So you’re Mrs. Salvatore now? Then what does that make me, hmm? Your understudy? You’re moving fast, Vivian.” Her smile stiffened.

My heart started pounding as I scrolled through them. News headlines, with pictures and Tweets. “Senator Rivera’s daughter sold to Sicilian mafia boss Azrael Valenti.” “Who is Celeste Rivera? The senator’s scandalous secret.” #MafiaPrincess #RiveraDeal #AzraelValenti There were photos too. Me in the gardens. Me standing on the balcony. Me getting into Azrael’s car. All over the internet. “Oh my god.” My throat went dry. Enzo took a step back. “Celeste, I didn’t—”

My jaw was locked, my chest tight, and my eyes… fuck…they could’ve cut through steel. Cassandra’s voice was still ringing in my head. The way she looked at me... like I’d failed her. I didn’t even see the SUV until the door cracked open and Salvatore stepped out. His eyes landed on me and for a split second, I saw it—the flicker of surprise. And he said nothing. I came to a stop in front of him, exhaled through my nose, and forced the words out through clenched teeth. “Start digging into Stacy.” I muttered, voice cold. “I don’t care how young she is. I want to know who she is, where she came from, who the fuck she’s connected to. Every damn detail. Friends. School. Family. I want it all.”

He looked down at me with a grin, “You’re so short, Mama.” “Please, it’s embarrassing enough that Silas, my fourteen-year-old son, is taller than me. You don’t need to rub it in,” I said, “How about you take that knife out of your brother’s hand and help us make the pizza?” Thankfully, Mathias took the large knife out of Stefano’s hand and chopped the tomatoes for the sauce. As the beautiful smell of tomato, basil and garlic filled the air, the front door opened. Leo and Cato came through from the hall and Leo immediately groaned when he saw Theodore.

"Really you have a son! How old is he?" "He is two" her reply came. "Well as earlier Introduced, I'm Brianna Salvador. I'm twenty three. That's pretty everything, I have a very boring life, no life partner." "Really?" "Why?"Serena asked. Making me bite my lower lip anxiously. "Well I don't know" "Why do girls love the act of gossiping?"Finns voice raised. He was there standing behind Laurianne with his hand on her shoulder. Where did he appear from ? "Get out Finn!"Laurianne slapped his hand but that only made him sit down on our chair with this huge smile on his face.

I reply. “What is good here?” she asks. “I haven’t had a bad meal, but the steak is my favourite so far,”; “Sounds good, I love a good steak,” she says. We order our meals and drinks, taking a moment to just look at one another. We laugh looking away, when she looks back at me with a more serious expression on her face. “Can I ask you something?” she asks. “Of course,” I reply. “With Rafe, what do you think of Beta Reid and me coming for a visit? We’d like to see how Rafe is doing before he gets too far into transitioning out of his therapy,” she says.

Yes, she was. But was she going to take a step back and cower? No, she wasn’t . Elisa probably knew that too, that was why she was telling Rain all of these. “You have to be careful with the people you meet from this job, the people you interact with and what you tell them…nobody’s is to be trusted and beware of Andrea Salvatore, she might be a bitch that makes you want to smack the hell out of her face but, her father’s very powerful and she is Alexander’s fiancé…she can destroy you in the snap of a finger,”