Novel & Cerita Through Her Eyes Netflix

My husband, Victor Moretti, is the Don of the most powerful Mafia family in New York. Everyone knows he loves me more than his own life. But no one knows how many things his love forbids. He never lets me swim because he says my eyes are too sensitive to chlorine. He never lets me touch a gun because the smell of gunpowder and the recoil would hurt me. When I tell him I want a tattoo, he refuses that too. “I love every inch of your skin,” he says. “I don’t want anything covering it.” But anyone who has known me for long knows I grew up by the sea. Diving has always been what I’m best at. And getting a tattoo has been at the top of my bucket list for as long as I can remember. That afternoon,

To be honest, my libido went up, causing irregular pulses in several parts of my body. We arrived at a room. A woman with horns and red eyes flashed, intercepted. "A new girl again?" She asked. "She's not a prisoner for you to take her soul," Kevin argued without answering the horned woman's question. "So she's not my meal candidate?" I started to get goosebumps. Meal candidate? So the horned girl was going to eat me and Jack brought me here on purpose to... “Jack… who is that woman?” I whispered. “She is… she is… my wife….”

Her eyes were teary for nth time because his empathetic gesture was like a drizzle of rain washing the sorrows that fatigued her body to the brink of wishing death. "Confide to me a secret you won't ever think telling people who know you. C'mon, we're practically strangers." She persisted. He averted look and sighed which meant a big no, apparently. Something must have overtaken him causing the photo to slip his fingers. Thankfully, she was fast enough to catch their valuable keepsake! She turned about to spit fire at him for his carelessness but his obsidian pair of eyes paralyze her body. They bore pain so intense, it lures her into taking half of it to alleviate his suffering...

She is the same girl who was fuming that Brian didn't pick her but she is back and what has happened to her eyes. "Natasha?" I ask wondering if she is indeed the same girl. "Yes. The same Natasha who was supposed to be in your place here but you took it away from me. I am here for my revenge" she says licking her blood-red lips. Her canines look unusually sharp and the whites of her eyes are popping hints of black in a weblike fashion.

, Fleki whispers, “No, I can hear her heart beating.” Rubbing my eyes as they opened, briefly blinded by the late afternoon sun beaming through the forest canopy above where I lay. I squinted, and when my eyes finally focussed, I realised a pair of eyes glistening with gold, and long black lashes that curled upwards, so intensity that made me gasp, were staring right back at me. “Please don't hurt me “. Frantically I started searching the ground for something to protect myself with. Then, realising my search was futile, I abruptly sat up, trying to muster as much dignity as I could.

Both were shocked with this incident, Anya looks up and collides with his blue-green eyes. Anya raise her finger and traces on Sebastian's eyes making him shiver with her touch "Your eyes are so beautiful, so pure without any malice." Anya stares into his eyes with admiration and fascination then says "Why you always filled them with negative emotions? Or else they are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen in my life." Hearing her words Sebastian holds her waist and pulls her closer to him then he touches his forehead with her and mumbles "Stop me before I lose control."

Her luscious beautiful long blonde hair falls loosely all over her shoulders, it looks slightly disheveled like she’s been running her hands through them but it still gives this sexy and wild look. And her eyes….. God! Her eyes are dark, sharp and sexy with the most beautiful pair of green eyes have ever seen and she’s watching me like she knows exactly who I am. Like she’s been waiting for me specifically. With no ounce of fear in her expression. Not even cautious! “Declan?,” I say, voice low my gaze still locked on hers. “What the fuck is this? Where’s my hacker?”I grit out. “She’s the source,” Declan says as my eyes widen in surprise as I tear my gaze from his looking to see the confusion

Her eyes were fixed on Catherine's screen, and she couldn't even blink. When Catherine finished off the last enemy with a triumphant shot, Yesenia couldn't contain her excitement and exclaimed, "You're awesome!"

Third person POV “Wow that was the sweetest thing I have ever heard”, Julian stated while letting a couple of tears fall down his cheek. Angel nodded while going through the box, she was flabbergasted: Car key, Diamond necklace, gift cards for her favourite stores and the most stunning dress I had ever seen. She looked around at us all and no one knew how to react, Christie said “what is the key for?” Angel stood and walked to the window, when she peeked out her mouth dropped open. “No fucking way!” She stated

“If you try anything stupid–screaming, fighting, trying to run, or calling for help, she gets hurt. Or worse. Do you understand?” The two men holding her arms kept her upright, but her whole body started shaking violently. Tears poured down her cheeks in hot, silent streams as she stared at the live feed of the only family she had left. Her lovely grandmother, the woman who had raised her after her mother died, who baked beef stew on bad days and told her she was strong enough to survive anything looked so small and fragile on that screen.