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he smirks, he even opens up his arms a bit for me to come, I realize I have been staring at him. I look away, "I'm not hungry" I say hurriedly, and bolt out of the kitchen. ___________ Looks like Salvatore is trying to impress her with his muscles 😂😂 Vote and Comment my loves... ♥️♥️

Flame explained before Stephano ordered, “Have them all washed inside acid but leave the leader for me. I'll be back for him personally. I'll teach him a lesson not to mess with my blood.” Stephano walked back into his home and getting into his bedroom, he saw the same blonde woman who was with Francisco earlier at the fundraising event. Her long legs all crossed as she sat on the edge of his bed with a loose but sexy dress on that barely hid her breasts and ass. The slutty dress on her was an instant turn off for Stephano and he gritted. He had never loathed such girls in his life until recently.

' One journalist says. 'Yes, if you remember..our sources have spotted Mr Salvatore in the company of a blonde head mysterious woman. Now the mystery has been uncovered and we now have learned that she's none other then Elena Mathews. Julie Salvatore's God daughter. Also model and socialite.' Another journalist says. ' They are rather cute aren't they?' The first journalist says.. ' Yes they are.' The TV is switched off and my head snaps to Joey, who throws the remote on the couch.

"It is not a domestic dispute-" "-It's a matter of pride and ego, right? That's what you're saying, huh, boss?" Stephan interjected, returning the cold glare Salvatore threw his way. "It is exactly about you and your inflated ego, not wanting to see that you gave Nicole no choice. She loves you, Salvatore, and she was so goddamn desperate for you to be better because she is witnessing you like this for the first time: stressed, depressed, and just downright a dick. And I don't blame her,"

and friendly. "I’ve been with the De Lucca family for many years, and I’ve seen many young women come and go. Madeline didn’t have your spirit. But you, I believe, will be different. I can see your strength in your eyes." I wasn’t sure if I wanted to be strong, but her words made me feel a bit less like a deer in headlights. Before I could say anything, a lively voice burst into the room. "Ava, are you hiding in the kitchen?" I turned, surprised, to see a bold young woman striding in. She had wild red hair and a cheeky grin. Her casual outfit looked effortlessly stylish, like she just threw it on without a second thought. Virginia's face softened with recognition. "Oh, Steph. Don’t sc

“ Marriage isn’t really on my mind right now. I’d have welcomed the idea, but hey, my brother is cool too. He’s got a heart, a functioning one at that. He just doesn’t know what to do with you seeing that the man has never been in an exclusive relationship ever. But trust me, he’s not that bad.” I smile nervously and clung to his side when the large doors opened. He ushered me in, a bunch of staffs stood waiting. And why were they clapping? “ Finally, Casanova brings a wife home. Praise the gods,” an older woman around the age of sixty thereabout, sang out. Oh wow. Salvatore must really have a reputation. “ Welcome my darling. I’m Martha and the most senior staff here,” she draws me closer a

"You're right. Safety might be relative in your situation. But you're not actively being hurt right now. That's a start." "Is it?" Luca looked at her directly. "Because I feel like I'm just waiting for the next bad thing to happen. I feel like this is temporary and any moment someone's going to drag me back to....." His voice cracked. "I can't do this." "Yes, you can. You already are." Downstairs, Dante's phone buzzed. Unknown number. He answered it anyway. "Dante Salvatore." The voice on the other end was heavily accented Russian. "This is Viktor Kozlov. I believe we need to have a conversation."

said the girl "Good morning, wait What?" "um, aren't you Stephen Brown's father?" asked the girl "Yes, I am but who are you?" asked David uncertain what is going on "Oh, sorry, my name is Antonia Miller, I am engaged to Stephen, so that makes me your future daughter inlaw" "AHHH, oh that was just a nightmare," said Stephen and went back to sleep

Vittoria whispered, fear bleeding into her voice. I looked up at the man who had been haunting my life for weeks. The man whose presence felt like both threat and unfathomable salvation. “I'll rather sell myself to Vito Castellano.” I said hoarsely. Yes Vito is my Ex-Fiance's Stepbrother and the most feared man in the country and Italy but at least he's worth it right? One hundred and ninety thousand dollars won't shaken his pockets. "You don't know what you are saying Zoya, Vito is-"

“Odessa! Who are you trying to fool with that high-and-mighty act? Is your reputation more important than being with me? You think I don’t know about the filthy things you did during that year in Switzerland?” I shot back, “Oh yeah? Then why not make Sandra sign a mistress contract? That would have saved her too. The Morettis would never take a mistress as a wife.” “How could she be a mistress?!” he blurted out. “She’s the champion designer, a pure angel! She’s meant to be cherished, she can’t handle any hardship!” Years of hurt welled up, burning in my eyes. Just because she could cry and play the victim. I took a bomb blast for him. Ruined my right hand. Went through four agonizing nerve-s