Sueno De Amor Capitulo 46 Novels & Stories

But Serena truly can't stop to thinking about her dreams before. "Who is that handsome man in my dreams? Why I see him lately, just like I connected to him, I really can't stop thinking about him." She doesn't even know his name, but she already knows that it's Sergio, his father's son. Her dream is starting to change again but she has no idea what it means. “Don’t look so worried,” Sergio smiles as he stands next to Serena. “That man who is in your dreams and you connect to him, is my father’s son and I’m related to him. I can assure you that he loves you more than anything and is your soulmate.”

“Dang it! Why did Sasha keep on seducing me? If only it was Cherry whispering those words, I would be really happy….” He recalled how sweet the taste of Siena’s lips, how smooth her bare skin on his lips…. How could he taste it anymore, while Siena was treating him coldly? Something crossed his mind out of the blue. Staggering, he rose up, reached for his suitcase put on a chair beside his bed, and messed up the whole content. He almost screamed when he eventually found what he was looking for. “There it is! The fourth clue! If I can break this code, Cherry has promised to give me a prize…!” And the prize was all he wanted from Siena!

I went back to my school to talk to Mr. Loove about possibly still going to Duke. He told me that he could try to pull some strings and still get me into the school but wasn’t able to make any promises. He then brought up the wedding, he told me how sorry he was that things happened the way they did but he would love to help me get in the classes that started in January. I thanked him for his head and headed back home. I was slowly trying to piece my broken life back together one thing at a time. It was now going into December. Finn and I had been sleeping together for a little over 2 weeks now. We started to get crafty with things he got a swing. We decided to have sex while driving he wasn

'I can smell your arousal, mi amor. Antonio's thoughts broke me out of my trance, and I smiled at him, giving him my signature smirk; but saying nothing. Making my way up the wooden platform decorated in white flowers, I turned to him with a smile. "Sure you can handle me for an eternity?" "I have waited an eternity to handle you, mi amor." Pulling me close to him, he inhaled my scent profoundly and smiled. "Time to make you my Luna."

“Then explain it to me. Because right now, all I see is you sneaking out, lying again, just like you did ten years ago when you destroyed me.” The argument escalated. Elena tried to pull her hand away, but Soren didn’t let go. “I’m not lying about everything,” she said with a trembling voice. “There are things I can’t tell you yet. But I’m not seeing another man. Not like that.” Soren’s grip loosened slightly. He noticed how her lips trembled, how her eyes glistened with unshed tears. That strange feeling surged again, and he couldn't help but gulp down horribly.

Luca came last — the shadows behind the storm. The club pulsed with crimson light and low bads. Smoke curled in elegant spirals through the air. At the far end of the lounge, a tall man stood with crystal tumbler in his hand, his face lit by a slow, mocking grin. Santiago Cruz. Amara didn't blink. She walked straight to him. “Did you miss me?” She said flatly. He took a slow sip, eyes dragging down her form like a predator sizing up his kill. “I missed your mother,” he said.

The hell how come that thing fits into mine. “Tonight, I need to perform well. I want to satisfy you,” he announced and slowly he moved forward in the bed like a dangerous predator. “every time we make love, I’ll make sure that you’ll give me that look in your eyes right now. You will crave for my touch, for my kiss, Mi Amor.” “No need for that. Cause’ I always crave for you, Alejandro.” And the wind blows from the open window. The room was dark, but a slit in the curtain let through just enough moonlight to bathe the air in a whisper of silver.

My hair is a pure mess of curls. Suddenly, a flash of memory pierced through my haze. Jeremías dark face staring down at me, intensely. “Take your hands off. I love it when you moan loudly.” His hands squeezing my breasts, and his mouth on mine. It flashes sharply, suddenly robbing me of a pleasant morning. I stagger back, my hand flying to cover my mouth. What the hell did I do last night? And with Jeremías?

The taste of coffee was no longer there in his mouth, and it was replaced with a metallic taste of blood. I still couldn’t open my eyes, and by the wet feeling that I have around my body, I’m guessing that it’s not just Rian’s disgusting saliva. The smell of blood was stronger now, and I was sure that I was covered in blood as he continued his movements. “You know, my love. I have always had multiple fantasies and I’m sure that you are well aware that we are living one of them. Now, I’m sure that you know all the other fantasies, my love. Why don’t we do a few more, Shyne?”

I concluded that we were inside a truck. I felt a soft touch on my shoulder and slowly looked at the woman behind me. She still looked worried, and it seemed like she knew me. She moved slightly closer. "Susana, don’t you remember anything? You ran away last night, and the boss searched the whole village for you. They found you unconscious in your apartment." I frowned at what she said. Unconscious in my apartment? A flashback suddenly appeared in my mind. Suzanne made me smell an intoxicating perfume, and after that, I couldn’t remember anything. My senses tingled as I tried to recall what had happened that night.