Subtrama Romántica Novels & Stories

MEANWHILE in Russia… "Tamara, why are you here?" Tamara Kromatov, the only living female descendant of the original Kromatova family that long lived since Russia existed. Maxim Kromatova's niece. Vanluke Kromatova's precious cousin. Tamara has a special condition of mild intellectual disability. Despite her age, twenty-nine, she remains to face hardships of social difficulty, reading and writing, and sense of responsibility just to name a few. She's the darling of the Kromatova family, highly protected within the main mansion in Russia. Her innocence about everything is what got Yulia Petrov attracted to her in spite of her limited confidence.

"That's not how it works ... we're in love ... she's going to divorce him." Selma burst into laughter, she was laughing so hard she could hardly speak. "You can't possibly believe that? It's one thing to have a problematic marriage ... divorcing someone like Declan Hunt is just ... stupid ... she doesn't look stupid to me, no offense, Roman ... that guy owns the world, he could give her everything you can't ... except ..." she curved her lips into a half smile, "Maybe you're just better in bed," she whispered in his ear.

I push the door open, step inside and shut the door behind me. I finally let out a breath I felt I have been holding since I entered the living room. My mind instantly drifts to the unknown girl that chose to appear from wherever at a time like this. The way Caleb had retreated and went rigid tells me everything. They definitely have a past together. And so help me, if it's an intimate past, I'll book the next flight to Australia and start a new life there where Caleb wouldn't be able to find me. Wanting to distract myself from his tragic Spanish romance, I start surveying the walls in the room. Rather than a feminine like space or nothing at all, I find the walls covered in basketball poste

It turned out that Rena bought his favorite beverage, and she knew that the woman also bought the same beverage. Halfway through the film, Romeo couldn't focus on the shown film. Because the couple next to him was intoxicated because of their first date, especially the movie that was being shown made him furious. Why did Gania buy a ticket to watch a movie she doesn't like. Romantic. Romeo was beating faster when he saw Jordan's eyes looking at Rena with an adoring gaze. They had completely lost their minds, which made him even more annoyed. If he didn't act a little longer, Jordan's lips might have landed right on hers.

“You have given me a gift beyond measure, Mia. Not only your blood, but your unwavering trust and unconditional love. I am forever grateful for your presence in my immortal life.” I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, tasting the remnants of my blood. “And I am grateful for you, Jonathan. You’ve shown me a world of passion and devotion that I never thought possible. Drinking my blood is just another way for us to explore the depths of our connection.” As our lips parted, we sat there, locked in a moment of shared understanding and love.

She rolled her eyes at me and glanced a Raina who now had a scheming smile on her face. “I’m glad you asked, sister-in-law,” Raina taunted and I did not miss the bashful expression on Sandy’s face. “Well?” I was not in the mood to listen to her nonsense. “Go on.” “Right… Okay, you two need to do away with the friendship between the two of you. Even if you two are alone together, you need to practice your romance. Acting out under the watchful eyes of people will look easy for you but stiff to the onlookers.”

His arm stayed wrapped around my shoulders as we made our way back toward the locker room area, moving slowly. The bond between us felt deeper now — forged in shared trauma as much as shared pleasure. But the fear remained. If the link could transfer something this visceral, this life-altering… What else could it do? Later that night, back in the hotel, the syndicate sent their next demand. **Unknown Number:** Beautiful kiss. The world is loving the power couple. Now we want more. Film another sex tape. This time we want genuine emotion visible. No hiding. Show us the real love and the real pain. Deliver within 48 hours.

Because tonight, I am with him, and I let myself be carried away. --- Djena completely surrenders to her emotions and her desire. The intensity of the encounter with Romain is even more palpable, and every gesture, every look exchanged between them speaks of the strength of this attraction. Their connection is so strong that everything else seems to fade away. Yet, doubts and fears do not entirely disappear; they are simply overshadowed by the urgency of the moment. If you wish to explore further what this relationship could become or delve deeper into Djena’s internal dilemmas, do not hesitate to let me know.

CHAPTER 26: YOUR BEAUTIFUL, KIM KIMBERLY: “You're beautiful, Kim,” Damien whispered as he nibbled my earlobe with his tongue. By the time his lips found mine again, I was trembling. The second movie still played softly in the background—365 Days, a bold, sensual film about a mafia boss who gives a woman a year to fall in love with him. The movie has intense seduction, power play, and raw chemistry. I had chosen it as a second option after Damien complained that Perfect Strangers, the first movie I had chosen, didn't give him what he wanted.

“You know how much Hannah means to me. She’s my twin sister, Matteo. I couldn’t choose…” Her words trailed off and I smiled harshly. “Me,” I finished, staring at her. “You couldn’t choose me. Just say it, Ari.” “Let’s talk about this.” Her whole body trembled, her shimmering blue eyes gutting me more than any bullet could. “Please, let’s just talk and find a way for all of us to move on.” She was crying now, her voice nothing more than a broken whisper. “There’s no moving on for me, so there’s nothing to talk about.” I turned my back to her as if I was about to leave. I slipped