Vanessa Marano Relationships นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Nicolas, as crazy as he had been I to some extent had triggered that mess. James, burnt by my foolishness actions of revenge. Diego, causing a wedge between my brother and his best friend. Carlos, set a blaze from my selfish confusions. And Lucien, who had been Triggered, Burnt, Broken and set a blaze all in one because of I, Maria Valdez. I was neither princess nor damsel in distress. I was a poster for a life of misery, pain and heartache at best. I stumbled crashing into a hard wall.

I was never fazed by whatever method she used to seduce me, and so she drove the woman I love to death telling me she fled with another man, the next morning I woke up panting with my sweat dripping from my forehead. That was a first, that morning was the first I ever felt normal. I know what I dreamt about was a memory, so I wasn't surprised when Angela said I was her lover. Now I know for sure why I hate her so much, she's that woman who drove the person I love to death and separated us in my dream. "Excuse me, sir," Carlo said as Vanessa and I cuddle on the sofa. "What is it?" "Someone's looking for you sir," Carlo replied.

You just suffer in silence, pining for a woman who doesn't want you, and expect everyone around you to watch and do nothing! Gabriel's jaw tightens. "This conversation is over." "No. It's not. Because you need to hear this." Vanessa's voice drops. "Elena doesn't love you anymore. She's marrying someone else in a few weeks. And when that happens, when you're standing there alone watching her pledge herself to Marcus, you're going to regret pushing me away." "If that day comes, I'll handle it. But Vanessa, whether Elena loves me or not, doesn't change anything between us. We're colleagues. That's all we've ever been."

“That woman back there—Vanessa. What’s her deal? You and Marcus both froze like you’d seen a damn ghost.” Ella exhaled, a shaky breath, her voice quiet but raw, like she was pulling the words from a wound. “Vanessa Monroe,” she said, her eyes still on the dashboard, her fingers tightening around mine. “She was a big-shot model years ago—runways, magazine spreads, the whole deal. I barely knew her, just a face in Marcus’s orbit. But five years ago, I caught her with him. In our bed. That’s why I left him, Shawn. It shattered me.” My grip tightened, anger flaring in my chest, hot and sharp. “Christ, Ella,” I said, my voice low, steady, trying to keep the rage in check. “That’s… that’s brutal.

And I didn't think that Vanessa would be cheating on me with my own blood until she brought Cyrus to our home. Ms. Raven opens the car door and gets on the driver’s side, I slide into the passenger seat. “We are friends. I’m not saying anything bad about her but that’s just how Vanessa is and always be, she has sex with different influential men every weekend, sometimes more than one, even when she is married.” Does that mean she was doing that while we were married? My ears are buzzing and the interior of the car feels too hot. I get out before I realize what I am doing.

After all, he is her husband. Vanessa made her way to Lynx's office. She could hear moans and grunts of intense lovemaking. Wondering where the sounds were coming from, she followed them. The moans and grunts intensified as she moved closer and closer to Lynx's office. Upon reaching the door, she waited to confirm that the sounds were indeed coming from inside. Pushing open the door, to her greatest surprise, she saw Lynx and Zoey, her best friend, in the midst of intense lovemaking.

"It was nice to see how adoring you and Vanessa were tonight. She's lost a lot in her life lately,I'm glad she has you." Lost a lot lately,like her sanity. The woman is deranged for Marrying a man she doesn't know that's for sure. "How so?" "There was an accident last year,Vanessa's Mom died and her Dad has been in a coma ever since.It's just her and Finley now."She furrowed her brows."I'm sure she told you about this." I looked over at Vanessa,laughing at something Ollie said."No,She didn't.She didn't tell me about that."

Garry resisted the urge to slap her again. “Besides, Vanessa, don’t think I don’t know about your bad friends!” “Dad! It’s not me!” Vanessa repeated it. “You must believe me! I love him so much and for so many years. I just want to marry him and be the hostess of Denmark Group! How could I do this to him?” “Right! Vanessa would never do that,” Mabel said. “I think that Joshua deliberately framed Vanessa!” “What’s the use of saying this now?” Garry smiled bitterly and dejectedly. “I’m no longer a Denmark Group shareholder…”

"I'm not sure happy is the right metric." Jade was quiet for a moment. "What happened in New York, Caleb. The real version." He looked up. "You know what happened." "I know the version you told me. I know about the firm and the partnership and—" She stopped. Glanced at Maya, who was now constructing something architectural with her pasta. Lowered her voice. "I know about Vanessa." The name landed the way it always did — not sharp anymore, more like pressure. The ghost of an injury that had healed wrong.

“Don’t listen to him. It’s not like she’s your mate anyways. Just let her be. There are dozens of girls dying to be with you. Just choose from one of them. You’re Grayson Zucker, remember?” She was right. I was Grayson Zucker. I could get literally any girl I wanted. Her being my mate was only a bonus point which was to make things easier. It wasn’t a big deal. It couldn’t be a big deal. All the girls around me were always thrilled to be with me and she wasn’t going to be an exception. So I had absolutely no reason to worry about- “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” It took less than a second for all my confidence to go up into smoke. I bit my lip then groaned, my eyes refusing to leave I