Vino El Amor Capitulo 8 Novels & Stories

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-"

“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.

Revilla lowered her gaze, unable to find the words to admit her feelings aloud. Alex gently cupped her chin, lifting her face toward his, and pressed a soft kiss on her lips. A deep blush spread across her cheeks, making her heart race. When had his childish charm transformed into this assertive confidence? The change in him stirred something inside her, filling her with butterflies. "I love you. That won’t change..." "But I..." she stammered, trying to express the weight of her sorrow. Yet, she had no idea that he already understood everything. He gently placed his finger on her lips and whispered, "Don’t think about anything... Just think about yourself... Think about me... Think about us.

she uttered coquettishly. Christian only shrugged a shoulder and then dotingly enunciated, "As long as it is for you, it would never be a waste. You're mistaken if you think it would not be worth it. They are precious memories of the people so dear to you; now they are mine, too. And I don't want you to think it will be a waste of money." Upon hearing that, Eunice couldn't suppress her sentiment; the corner of her eyes moistened. After Mirasol becomes a widow, she is reunited with her first love.

“And I belong to you." Elio let out a pleased grunt and he took off his shirt. My hands found the warmth of his skin and I started roaming his body. Feeling and tracing the bumps and scars covered under the ink. Elio flinched at my touch, but he didn’t pull back. He just kept kissing me, and I heard the sound of his belt unbuckling. “Again.” He said. His mouth was on my neck. “Say it.” I took his face in both my hands and made him look at me. "I love you. You and only you, Elio." And whatever was left in him broke loose. — End of Episode Eighty: To Be Continued. —

Her gaze searched his face, but his expression was unreadable, obscured behind a cloud of cigar smoke. “That wasn’t public knowledge,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper. Vincent offered her a mock salute, his smirk deepening. “You’d be surprised what I know, Chica. Don’t ever assume you can keep anything from me.” The room fell silent as Vincent moved back toward the cabinet, pouring himself another glass of whiskey. His dark eyes never leaving hers. Elena remained still and watched him take a long draw of the cigar. The rain outside pounded harder against the windows, a steady, relentless drumming that seemed to echo the turmoil in Elena’s mind. Her thoughts drifted to Lorenzo, to tha

When she collapsed on top of me after we had both reached the climax of our passion, she whispered tenderly, "I love you, Vincenzo." I had wanted to hear the words, they brought me a level of joy and fulfilment I could only imagine. **** Ella It had been a night of lovemaking and professing love between Vincenzo and I, I woke up refreshed and with an unusual burst of energy. The curtains had been drawn and the sunlight streamed into the room, a thin line of the sun right in my eyes. I blinked and rubbed my eyes. I turned on the bed expecting to be in Vincenzo's arms, but he was not there. I rubbed my hands along his side of the bed and realized it was cold.

I said, “My lover is a vampire after all. I’ve had plenty of opportunity.” “’Twas no aphrodisiac, my love. What you experienced was the art of love making… real love making,” he cooed. “Can I help it if I drive you wild?” “Oof!” I grumbled and stomped behind the screen to clean myself up as best I could.

Chapter 1 Prologue "Eat me tonight, baby" Theola moaned when she was creased in with pleasure from every side. Rolf kissed every part of her body with the utmost desire to eat her whole. He did this till he got down and fondled her mini stick. She let out a louder moan. He continued to do so until she begged him not to cease. He then rose to her ovals and fondled them masterfully. Theola was all in need of him at that moment. "I want to feel you inside, Rolf". He then plugged in his huge rod and they both rode at a steady pace. She held his hand to her neck.

" Oh my dear daughter" " Father" Vanessa falls into his arms, smiling. " You look rather flourishing today" " You flatter me father" " But am being honest. With your perfect countenance and grace Richard will definitely choose you, he dared not look at another" Vanessa blushes, the red shade of her cheek thickens. Frenger holds Vanessa's shoulders, staring at her affectionately. He couldn't be more proud. " You must prepare. You live tomorrow, make me proud."he said blatantly.