Valentino From Husband Hotel Novels & Stories

Vic tells her them kisses the top of her head like he's done ever since they were young. "You know, now isn't the time but if you don't tell me why you do that soon I'm going to make sure that our wedding night is very much not your dream honeymoon and make you sleep outside with whatever wild animals roam around at night" Demitria tells Vic causing him to roll his eyes and me to chuckle lightly before squaring my shoulders and entering the full ball room. At the front of the room in a flashy and very pretentious red silk shirt and black slacks sits a smug-looking Valentino with non-other the Deandre Davenport standing at his side just as an obedient lap dog should.

he said with a forced smile. "You can call me Mrs. Valentino Rex," I replied with a grin. "This is my husband, Valentino, the most capable and invincible businessman." "I’ve heard so much about Valentino. He’s indeed as young and handsome as they say," the person in charge said awkwardly. Initially, he seemed very confident, but the mention of Valentino made him lose some of his bravado. We entered a conference room together. Inside, there were several people; a lawyer, Kourtney’s agent, and Kourtney’s assistant Felicia.

The kind of beauty that knows it belongs here. Hardin looks up. His eyes find me instantly. And they don’t let go. His gaze drags over me like he’s undressing me piece by piece, openly, shamelessly. I feel it everywhere. When I finally reach the bottom, his father’s lips curve into a smile he doesn’t even try to hide. “Good morning,” I say calmly. Valentina ignores me. But her husband doesn’t. “Did you sleep well, gorgeous?” he asks warmly. Valentina’s jaw tightens. “Enough with the flattery,” she snaps.

Alex and his family had just returned from a vacation in Paris. There were some oddities about his wife while they were enjoying their vacation. One of them was his wife's complete disregard for Valen when the boy was pensive alone in their hotel room. Yes! Valen was mostly pensive in the hotel. While his wife was busy playing with her cell phone and checking her groceries. Alex was astonished. Usually his wife was the least likely to let Valen or their youngest son be pensive alone, let alone with a sad face.

Even though according to her, her parents were not parents who freed their children and easily accepted other people, especially a foreign man who would marry her child. Then how could Valentino convince her parents? On the way to the hotel, he wondered what their wedding would be like. The reason was, Valentino did not say anything and only asked his men to take the beautiful woman to the seven-star hotel which was just opened about a month ago. According to news circulating, the hotel belonged to a foreign businessman whose name the beautiful detective did not know. When she arrived at the majestic and luxurious hotel, she could barely keep her mouth shut because she was surprised by the d

“I’m so sorry, Don Romano. This is my son. He is young and ignorant. Please forgive him!” “Don… Don what?” Jade whispered, trembling. Giulia smirked. “You didn’t know? Well, now you know. And you’re so done for.” I squeezed Valentino’s arm and leaned in, the diamond on my ring catching the sun like a spotlight. “Yes,” I said coolly. “Valentino Romano. The CEO of Tino Autos and my amazing husband.” I flicked my hair again and smiled at Jade’s crumbling face. “Say hello to Mrs. Romano.”

“That’s where the Moretti family headquarters has been rumored for years.” Valentino grabbed his coat from the chair. “Then that’s where we’re going.” Across the room, Alessandra leaned against the wall watching him carefully. “You’re walking straight into his trap,” she said. Valentino didn’t deny it. “I know.” “He wants you there.” “Yes.” “And you’re still going?” Valentino’s voice was cold and steady. “He took my wife.” Alessandra sighed. “I figured that would be your answer.” Luca stopped pacing.

"I checked your shift—no night duty. Can you clock out? Just picked up some fresh Boston lobster. Gonna cook it for you tonight." The second his lips touched me, my skin crawled. I hadn't eaten since lunch, but now my stomach twisted and my chest felt tight. I stood, brushed him off, voice tight. "Wait outside." As I shrugged off my lab coat, Emma, the new intern, sipped her milk tea and muttered, "Dr. Zander, your husband treats you so well. I hope I find someone like that someday." I paused, then turned. "Don't count on it. Rely on yourself. Love and guys? Just bonus points in life."

Every resident here has to plant a tree for the cleaner air they promised. “Of course. That’s the least of what people pay for.” she takes another sip of water, but I see her doing the calculations in her head. I glance at the hallway, still no sign of Ivan. The kiss pops into my head and it strengthens my resolve. “How has work been?” Her brows furrow, and she looks up, and then about. Uh oh. “Where’s your husband, Mr. Valentine?” “He’s somewhere around, do you want an autograph or something? For your i***a, I hear the Valentine auto graph costs about five hundred thousand these days.”

It's a silent rule cause I don't want them to feel awkward having fans. 'What are you saying? I would love to help, especially if it's a fan of mine. It's like giving back to you for all the support and inspiration you gave me.' what's with this heartfelt statement? I keep my heart beating faster and make myself comfortable at his back. He smelled so good. He opened the door to his apartment. "I'm back." All the conversation started in Hangul but I understand it anyway. "Oh honey, welcome back. Who's that?" I finally see his mystery wife. He never discloses her to the public. She was so pretty in her straight black hair. She probably also just came back from the kitchen with the apron she wa