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"Ana, is the food of your liking? I do not if it is delicious-" Ana cut the words of Ophelia in the middle. "It is tasty. The flavors are rich and new to me. I have never tasted a soup like this ever in my life," Anastasia asserted. Ophelia felt relieved that Ana liked the food. She was sitting beside her so placed her hand on her head, and gently caressed it. "This touch is so warm! So, it is called a motherly love," she thought as tears formed in her eyes. She lowered her eyes and continued to eat silently. After they finished, Alex took Ana to his room… not his but their room.

Valentina "This life," Caterina started, her voice clipped with precision. "is not for the faint of heart. As the wife of Matteo Nevarro, your every move will be watched, scrutinised. You must be strong and calculating." I sat in the grand, dimly lit library, my back straight, my hands folded neatly in my lap. Caterina sat across from me, speaking in a measured tone. She knew what happened yesternight, and she didn't approve of any.

Valerie begged desperately, "Austin, please stop saying hurtful things. I know I was wrong before, and I've apologized. What more do you want? Aren't you here because you still love me?" I shook my head. "I stopped loving you long ago. I'm only here to see how things turned out for you." "I don't believe you," said Valerie, her face turning pale. "If you didn't love me, why did you agree to let me have a test-tube baby with Eugene? If you didn't love me, why did you arrange such a professional medical team for me, taking such good care of me and..." Halfway through her sentence, Valerie had an epiphany. She looked at me in disbelief. "You did this on purpose. You deliberately found that medi

The second I see her name, my mood shifts. VALERIA: Guess who came visiting. A corner of my mouth slightly tilts up despite myself. I lean back against my chair. Alejandro murmurs something incoherent. Here we go. ME: Who? A second later: VALERIA: Cruella de Vil. My brows rise slightly, smirk curling higher. Of course. The next text comes before I even begin to type. VALERIA: aka the woman that calls me Valentino. That's all it takes for my smirk to fade. I pull the phone closer, brows knitted, while I glare at my screen.

His tone was neutral, like he was dismissing a servant. Valentina walked back to her room, her nightgown almost falling off her body like it irritated her. As soon as she entered her bathroom, she locked the door and sat on the floor, the tiles cold against her skin. The shower ran, but she didn’t move, she kept crying until her body felt heavy, her mind numb. Back in his room, Dante sprawled across his bed, thinking out loud out as he drifted into a deep, untroubled sleep.

I watched as he used those flames to reclaim the docks, lighting up the night, smiling as he said, "Once I've secured my position, I'll marry you in grand style." I thought we would last a lifetime. I never imagined our love would crumble under a few careless lies from Lina. Lina had said, "She's a merchant's daughter. What could she want besides money?" Yet, she never knew that last year, when the Valentino Family faced a financial collapse, it was I who transferred 30 million through anonymous accounts to help them survive. And just last month, when a rival family sent assassins, it was I who had my bodyguard take a bullet for him…

They believe she is the right fit for me. And they were right. In the long run, if I am not careful, she is going to be my weakness. “There is something you don't understand about Valeria.” I began and my other hand moved towards her delicate slim waist before tracing my hand up to the side of her breast. She stiffened and my wolf grew restless inside me. Intriguing. Her heart beat skyrocketed as she looked at me. Why act as if she is pure when she is the same woman who dances for me in the club?

Before I could argue, before my mind could even formulate the right curse, the door creaked open softly… and Valentina stepped into the room. Slow and esitant. Her arms were wrapped around herself like a shield. She looked so small, so terribly out of place against the sterile white of the walls and the scent of blood still thick in the air. She was trembling,I could see it even from where I lay and her eyes were wide, clouded with confusion, suspicion… fear. God. No. Not like this. I clenched my jaw, my fists curling around the sheets. My breath grew ragged again, but not from pain this time.

I needed to get over Val, so I wouldn't give Julie anything to worry about. “Fuck my life.” I hissed as I settled my empty glass on the desk and made to grab the bottle when Julianne's phone lit up and a message popped on her screen. I didn't mean to read the message but Valentina’s name that I saw made me grabbed the phone and I read it with my heart beating so fast. “So, Natt, you don't have to think too much about what I…” Julianne was still saying when I stood up from the seat, my hands were trembling so bad as I moved a little forward, closing the distance between us.

“It was because I am a selfish man, Travis simply wanted to get back at me.” “I see…” He massaged his chin softly. “Somehow Valentina got herself involved in a love triangle, between best friends.” “That is not important right now.” I scolded and he flushed beet red, “Do you know the book Valentina always likes reading?” “Um…” He went into deep thought for a while, and then he shrugged. “I know she reads a lot of books, but I haven’t actively, tried to look at her book.” “There is this particular book, she loved to read, it’s a plain white book, and the title is Valentine’s Day.” I narrated taking the next five minutes of my time to describe just how the book looks. “The author’s name was Gu