Vino El Amor Capitulo 42 Novels & Stories

He was obviously madly in love. I was beyond touched. So, I swore I would bring my A-game to the bedroom that night. Even if he couldn't get it up, I would make sure I looked like I came. The wedding came to an end. I took my shower and scrolled through my phone, learning some skills. My heart was pumping furiously. It seemed that I took too long in the bathroom as Clarence knocked on the door, asking if I was fine.

I nod as I walk inside. Grace's P.O.V I get out of the bathroom and lean on the door, looking at Luca. He looks at me with a smile. "Are you okay there?" I shake my head. "Two bottles of wine makes me very tipsy," I mumble. He nods. "I see that." I look at the TV to see the credits of the last movie on the screen. I sigh and look back at Luca as he gets up. "I should probably go to bed." He nods. I go to take a step forward only to slip. He catches me before I hit the ground, and I grab onto his forearms as his hands go on my waist. "Woah," He chuckles.

he asked, maintaining a slow, steady rhythm to ensure her comfort. “Mmm… yeah, baby,” Hazel moaned, her tone filled with satisfaction. “I love you,” Alex whispered, his movements tender and deliberate. “I love you too,” Hazel replied, her voice trembling with emotion as they shared their intimate moment. *Later That Night* The villa was quiet, its heavy silence mirroring the unease that lingered after the events of the evening. Alex sat in his wheelchair by the window, staring out into the darkness. His mind churned with thoughts of vengeance, strategy, and the future.

After a long, silent standoff, he lowered his gaze and pleaded, “Taz, please just take the photos down. Let her go, and I promise you’ll never see her again.” Back then, even when the subordinates of my father’s seven trusted men ruthlessly crushed his legs, he had never pleaded with them for mercy. Yet, he was begging me for the sake of another woman. I could not stand the sight of him begging with those eyes. I dropped the wine glass, which shattered on the floor. I raised my hand and struck him across the face. He did not dodge. He just let me take it all out on him. In the end, he took my swollen palm and gently blew on it.

“Amore, I-I love you! I love you!” “I don't know which of your two selves loves me! Eldifonso Suarez is not that person because he showed me far from what I know love is! And not Eli Madrigal because he cheated on me! Now, you just showed me what kind of man you are, Eldifonso!” “T-There's no Eldifonso Suarez, Amore! Please, listen,” he begged me.

Alex sat back placing one leg over the other. His drink swirling in the glass. "And what if she does not fall in love with you?" Vincenzo's gaze hardened on him as he tighened his jaw. "She will and that to very soon." "And what if you fall in love with her?" Vincenzo's grip tightened on the glass as he glared at his friend with raw anger. "Vincenzo Accardi can never fall in love" With this the glass broke under pressure of his grip and it's pieces got scattered around on the floor.

I should be sorry for making him revisit his past, if I had told him about the text send to me, maybe, just maybe things would have turn out differently, positively. "You were right on time when I needed you Vince, and won't regret anything I went through in Nikolai's hands." Vince cringe when I mention Nikolai's name. "I love you Vincenzo Isaac Alfonso, I Love you for you and I won't change you for the world. You're my Man, and always will be." I finish my short speech. Tears fell from Vince eyes. "I Love you too my Angel, I'll moves mountains and destroy this planet you if you so much as wish for it." With that he clashed his lips on mine. My man, My big baby.

He saw me and began walking toward me. “I have been looking for you, mi amor,” he said, when he was close enough to talk. “This is the fourth bar I have been to tonight.” “Aren’t you worried someone will see you here?” I asked. “Another contractor? Someone from your parents’ church? Maybe a friend of the woman you were kissing last night?” “Can we go outside and talk?” “Nope. I don’t have anything to say.” “Mi amor, please.” “Stop calling me that, Javier. I don’t want to be your love, your heart, your sky, or any of that. Not as long as you don’t know who you are, or you won’t admit what you really want from life.”

I led Vincent to Elijah’s office and locked the door behind us. "What were you trying to do?" I asked, pushing him slightly against the table as I moved closer. "I was testing him, babe—to see if Elijah was still hung up on her," Vincent smirked, pulling me into his arms before pressing a kiss to my lips. I felt my anger flare. "And what if that slut had actually sat on your lap?" Emma had always taken what was mine. First Elijah. And I wouldn’t let her take Vincent from me, too. Vincent chuckled, cupping my face. "I love you, sweetheart. I’m not Elijah—I wouldn’t choose garbage over you. You are eternal beauty, and no one can compare to you, my love." His lips trailed down my neck.

Sylvia didn't know how long she had been asleep, when she woke up, the bright sunlight had filled the room. Clothes were scattered everywhere, and the air was still filled with the strong smell of alcohol. Sylvia looked around… Liam was nowhere to be seen! In just one night, she became his mistress? Tears rolled down, flowing down Sylvia's beautiful face, this life is really like hell, after all, she is still a student, she wants to get out of here. Looking back at her body covered in kisses, in pain from being tormented all night, Sylvia couldn't help but feel bitter. Sylvia was like someone else, not hers, in pain and despair.