Novel & Cerita Vino El Amor Capitulo 50

The music blasted through the living room and everyone enjoyed the music, including me, of course. Every once in a while, I would check up on the boys, making sure that they were having enough drinks. I want them all to get wasted tonight, including Alex, which was the only way for me to sneak inside his office room. "Do vampires even get drunk?" I asked Elena, who laughed before nodding, her dance moves already getting sloppy. "Special wine darling! Vervain or some shit mixed, I don't know!" she giggled before walking up to James and grinding her back against him. She's definitely drunk

I miss you so much earth I thought that you hate me I thought that you don't want to see me anymore" Vincent says while hugging me tightly "I'm sorry it had to end like this. I swear to God I'm planning to tell you the truth after Henry and Colene are done talking but we got in an accident at my house. I'm sorry earth I... I want you to know that I already stopped my stupid plan because I admit I'm shamelessly falling in love with you. I'm sorry... Please talk to me. I really miss you earth!" Vincent is pleading and I can even say his crying. I try to release his tight grip but he doesn't want to let go of me as if I'm going to disappear if he did that.

Her friend was happy to see her but she was surprised to see tears coming out of her eyes. "What happened to you? She asked. She couldn't control the tears this time around. She was crying profusely which makes her friend thinks something had happened to her grandmother or her brother. "What's the problem? Talk to me" she said. She explained everything to her friend with tears on her face. How she had sex with Charles through the influence of the alcoholic drink which she had rejected before forcing it on her. She also explained Charles reaction after the incident. "It's all my fault, am so sorry I shouldn't have left the scene" she said feeling sober.

My voice is shaking and trying so hard not to show too much emotions to him. I massaged the bridge of my nose as I also brushed my hair using my finger out of frustration. Pain is all over Arthur's face. I stared at him and I can't stand it. What did I do? What did I do, God? "Caroline, please. You are still mad at me but let me just-"

I had to get myself out. Ricardo’s POV Valerio barged into my office without knocking– a mistake he hadn't made in years. His face was pale and he seemed restless. “The city better be burning, or else.”I said, not looking up from the shipment ledger I was filling. “Its Vittoria.” My pen froze mid-stroke and I raised my head. Valerio’s hand shook as he showed me his phone. A photo glared on the screen. Vittoria, her hands and legs tied together, she was lying on what looked like hay, with hay clinging to her hair and her eyes closed.

His eyes scanned me the way a man assesses threat levels, but he smiled. “So you’re the friend from college I’ve been hearing about,” he uttered , eyes still on me then offered his hands for a handshake. “Depends,” I replied, accepting his handshake. “Have you been hearing good things or the truth?” He chuckled. “I like her already.” “Oh, I’ll bet you do.“ I whispered under my breath. I sat beside him and took a red wine from a waitress to drink .He was trying hard to focus on his phone but “the Lovia seducive charm” was working on him so bad.

"Promise me there won't be any more scandals from now on" "Of course, sweetheart, I swear. I am still your Vin and nothing will ever change that" I sincerely murmur and I am rewarded with a kiss on my cheek which goes straight to my heart. Hopefully, I will get one on my lips soon if I continue behaving. It's just a matter of time until I get my Eva back. *

Time freezes as Declan's words hang in the air. Henry's hand is still wrapped around mine, warm and steady, while Declan's face twists with something between rage and triumph. "You know her?" Henry asks, looking between us. "Oh, I know her alright." Declan's laugh is cruel. "She's the barmaid who slapped me. Not Hattie Everett." Henry's hand goes slack in mine. The loss of his touch shouldn't hurt, but it does.

So unlike the intimidating Vincentio I encountered daily that I have no idea how to deal with him right now. “I’m not leavi—” “Lysa.” I stilled. He thought I was his fiance. What on Earth gave him the impression? We’re so unlike each other. He’s delirious.’ I cleared my throat. “I’m—” “Lysa, don’t leave me,” he croaked out, his face scrunched up in pain. My expression softened. “I’m just going to get some tow—” “Don’t leave, please.” Vincentio’s voice cracked, pleading again as though his life depended on it. His eyelids lifted slightly and he was gazing up at me with hazy eyes. I’ve never seen anyone more heartbroken than him at that moment.

I love watching movies. Where I live? I live in a small town named Roselli, weird name right? But there is a legend behind it. There was a girl named Roselli, and she was in love with a guy named Roman, they were madly in love, but Roselli's father didn't approve of their love and married her off to some wealthy guy. cliché right? Roman was so heartbroken that he committed suicide by jumping off a cliff into the sea, calling out his love before jumping. Since then this town is lovers paradise, lovers around the world come to visit the spot Roman jumped from and call out their lovers name. Huh? I don't believe in all this I am in love of this place cause it's my home, there are some pristine