Vargas Vila Frases Novels & Stories

Who was the clueless person who said the phrase: there is a fine line between love and hate? That was the question that kept running through my mind. Was I becoming seriously ill? — Look at the stars... — Verônica hummed the refrain, changing gears and accelerating the jeep a little more. I don't know how, but she could babble the phrases in Portuguese, although they were very confusing and complicated in some parts for me. — Look how they shine for you… — She put her free hand on my bare thigh again, which gave me a good and very familiar feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Why would he have had anything related to my mother? " Because Marco Marillo was a son of a bitch who loved too many women at the same time, if it was pretty and a woman, he felt like he could have it and he would pursue it no matter what" Valeria said with pure venom in her voice as she folded her arms, i looked at her face to see nothing short of hatred in her eyes= it vwas pure, it was raw and it filled her eyes in that moment

A low growl rolled from his belly. Rhychard turned, sword raised, and watched as Vargas stepped around a giant oak. He clapped his grayish hand-like claws as he bowed slightly. His blue-gray hair hung about his neck and shoulders like a waterfall. "It was a nice attempt, Rhychard. I always learn so much from watching you." Vargas's voice was like silk, soft and gentle. "You helped me see Adrian's weakness. You are like one of those security consultants." "My pleasure," Rhychard said, the point of the sword aimed at Vargas's chest, which just so happened to be even with the Warrior's nose. "As your consultant, allow me to advise you to go to Hell."

"You think she'll tell me everything?" Dante slammed him against a freight container. Metal rang from the impact. "Where is Elara?" "I don't know." The answer came too quickly. Dante’s strike was precise and devastating, shattering the enforcer's composure entirely. Vargas slumped against the rusted steel, gasping for air as the last of his defiance washed away. Vargas wiped the rainwater and grime from his eyes, his breathing shallow. "You're fighting for a ghost, Moretti," he spat, though his voice lacked its usual weight. "The whole perimeter is compromised. She knew you'd come loud."

“Let’s talk about the Cayman Islands. Or perhaps… Vargas.” The color drained from Dr. Keller’s face instantly, leaving her pale against her white coat. “I… I don’t understand what you mean.” Dante placed his encrypted phone on the desk, displaying undeniable transaction records. “What did Vargas promise you? Freedom from the Virelli influence? Or did he threaten you? Either way—you chose the wrong side of this war.” “Mr. Dante, please… they threatened my family!” Keller broke down, tears spilling onto her pristine desk. “Vargas said Leonard was finished, and that you were just a puppet about to fall. I had no choice!”

“Zarla, I will. You know I try my best to mind my own business. It’s just that drama loves me and finds me, even if I’m not looking for it.” “I don’t care, just don’t do anything more stupid. I beg you,” growls Zarla. “All right, I promise. I’ll be alright. But-” Just as Varisa is about to reassure her she knows how to handle difficult situations, despite the current evidence, she hears Teresa Valdés calling for her. “VARISA! VARISA!”

, She questioned the housekeeper The lady shook her head, " no ma'am…she's that type that leaves without telling anyone of her whereabout, and I don't think I have to care about such thing " " You don't need to dear, just that I pity Vilfredo for having such a woman as a wife…isn't it better to stay single ", Viana uttered referring to no one Immediately Candida left the compound, she grabbed her cellphone from her handbag contacting Rudolph whom she's about to pay a visit " I am coming over to your place now, but that's after seeing Imelda. I need to know how she's fairing all this while ", she Referred to Rudolph through the phone

I say, with reference in my voice, though I still don’t know who I speak of. “Then, you will be in the former lands of the Vargas pack,” he says. “They were destroyed, nearly a year ago, by a band of so-called rogues.” His words catch my attention. “Why do you say so-called?” I ask him. Perhaps he knows something that could be helpful to me.

War wasn’t coming. War was already here. And Catalina Varela had just made her last mistake.

Although Tatiana tried to feign calmness, somehow Tatiana couldn’t help shivering due to the coldness oozing from Valencia. Valencia clicked her tongue in disdain. “And since a certain Miss is very exceptional in creating trouble without apologizing, who knows who she might offend next time? I have always heard that the Vandenberg family’s reputation and name are clean, it turns out. It turns out... Haha.” Valencia purposely paused and brushed a gaze at Maverick while smiling meaningfully.