The Viscount Who Loved Me Wikipedia Novels & Stories

Each time was surpassing their previous sexual encounters. "I love you, Nicholas." She uttered just as feelingly, her lips on his wet hair. He shivered. She was it for him. His Viscountess. His Lady. _____________________

But now she was at the beautiful estate of which he had often spoken to her so much about , the one he dangled to her the existence of a dream that she was supposed to live with him, where she would be, as he said, his viscountess . She had questioned the porter, who had told her that Milord was indeed at the castle. She thought of herself as she walked up the path leading to the vast mansion. On a few wonderful days, she had been so happy with Ivan Boyle , Viscount of Hadleigh! He was tall, strong, and so handsome, with his chestnut hair shining in the light and his gorgeous brown eyes, which had allowed him to make his way to Eden’s heart without hindrance. Ivan Bolyle, her love, her seduc

Safe from the news that I knew would rip me to pieces. For days, the urge to look him up on the news plagued me. Did he get married? Are they happy together? Did his touches mar her very soul like it did mine? Did he smile for her? Did he kiss her as reverently as he did me after our first time together? Did he...love Valentina? News from town rarely reached a place like Barga, but the Viscontis were well-known. It didn’t take long to hear talks about them. He married her. He didn’t... didn’t look for me.

“Vienna, I was coming to save…” “But You didn't. He did. And I love him, Viso. The way he covered me, took care of me. He was with me every minute, I was terrified and he handled me like a baby. Ever since that day there has been no one in my heart except for him.” Viso could only stare at her as he lost his power to speak. His sister loves his best friend. This Madly! He never thought the man she loved would turn out to be Evan. And he assumed Evan also didn't know about her love for him.

"Long time ago. After our first meeting. I just couldn't bring myself to stay away from you. I kept following you around, kept tracking you. And that was why when Luciano kidnapped your mother, I saw how hurt you were. Knowing she was alive and knowing how much you were hurting not being close to her, I decided that if I couldn't bring her back to you right away, then I'd protect her for you. Because I knew that someday you two would reunite again." "And Rhea? Do you love her as much as you love me or is everything also a sham?" He sighed. "I loved Rhea. But you were my first love, Mirabelle." I turned my gaze away from him. "Stop saying that." "But it's the truth. I was so crazy about you t

She's still hung up on her failed marriage and I know it will be very difficult for her to open her heart for me. Everything isn't going according to how I planned it. I thought Kim would forget about him and move on, I thought I could finally have her to myself. But just like Sassy, the kim I got was a broken, love-struck kim, who can't even let go of the man who cheated on her. Perhaps I had underestimated the depth of their love, both of them. I sigh loudly, rubbing my hand down my face to get rid of the melancholy. Everything I wanted to do in Vegas is concluded, now I can take her with me to Las Vegas, or perhaps we can return to Italy.

he laments, “I wouldn’t have wasted time chasing you.” “You mean saving me from my misery,” I clarify. “Does it sound like that?” He thrusts two fingers through my opening. “Ahh…” I let out a helpless moan. “You already had feelings for me back then.” “I do, and I love you even more than you think. Because of that, I’ve done some stupid things.” “That includes coming to Whitlock just to see me...” “That, as well.” I would have jumped on him and owned him like this if I had known. He’s right. I’ve already become ravenous.

Spencer was saying. “And you alone will forever be addressed as such. I have loved you for a long time in silence, but now I can finally love you as loudly as I want to. I am happy you were born, and I am even happier you chose to spend the rest of your life with me. I love you so much and I promise to continue to do so for the rest of our lives, while also supporting you. Cheers, to being my viscountess,” I whispered along with him. Both my hands flew to cover my mouth as a small gasp escaped. I was sure I had never heard the speech before today, so how had I been able to complete it with him?

Thankfully, a friend who had rushed over upon hearing the news knocked on the door and entered, which barely restrained the nausea welling up inside me. The visitor was a fellow classmate from our university days. Seeing that Wynn was not seriously injured, our friend relaxed and began teasing us, "After all these years, you two are still so in love. It's really admirable. "Wynn is so good to you. He didn't hesitate to protect you even when the car was coming at you, risking his own life. "I wish my husband would treat me the same way." Wynn smiled and responded, but I remained silent. Yes, he was indeed good to me, but that didn't stop him from liking someone else and keeping a mistress on

“That’s Countess Loveland to you, sir.” He chuckled, bowed slightly and then straightened. “Pardon me. But Countess, my love, you wound me deeply. For all the other maids I’d turn away if I could only have your sweet presence for a mere day. And forever would I be in Heaven if I could feel your delicate touch, and taste the sweet nectar of your lips. Then, and only then, my love, would I die a happy man.”