Novel & Cerita Yo Soy La Vid Verdadera

I should not stop until I make her fall for me, harder than I have fallen for her. I, Ferdinand Alexander "Sandro" Alfonzo Mercado II, will not back off, instead I am going to make Yvette Veronica Mendoza Gonzalez fall in love with me, harder than I am falling for her. And that is my mission.

Tye replied eagerly and Sofia chuckled. “Well, in the beginning, there was a big girl named Sofia, and she had this belief about love, which her Abuela had taught her: Sparks fly when you meet your one true love-” “-How?” Tye asked. This was the first of many interruptions Sofia would come to experience. “I don’t know,” Sofia exhaled uncomfortably. She was already getting scared that this would be a lot harder than it had seemed. “When your hands come in contact I guess-”

Swore he’d put a bullet through the idiot’s skull if he didn’t stop lying and ‘tell the real truth. Sophia, she was now in full-blown hysterics. Screaming like a banshee, crying while clutching the cross around her neck like it could save her from judgment. She was still insisting it wasn’t her in the video. Said Sareena must’ve covered her tattoos, changed her voice; done whatever it took to stay clean. Meanwhile, Vincent was doubled over, laughing like he’d finally lost it. True to form, the psycho had pulled up the original group chat where Sophia’s sex video was leaked and started livestreaming Tommy’s breakdown. “I call this performance ‘Busted and Begging’,” he grinned.

I didn’t like his implication, that I’d be making a lot of mistakes, but most of my classmates were working to set up internships, and I agreed it would be a good idea to get some real world experience. The night before I left to return to Cambridge for the winter term, Javier surprised me with a candlelight dinner. He’d made his mother’s ropa vieja—a shredded pork dish, with white rice, black beans, and sweet plantains. “A real Miami meal,” he said with pride. “I don’t want you forgetting me.” “As if I could,” I said, and kissed him. The pork wasn’t tender enough, and the rice was gummy, but I didn’t mind.

" WTF!!!!! Who is Veronica? I turned following his cold gaze at her, my mother whose face is red. Veronica? Did she even lie to him about her real identity? What the hell is going on? ” It's nothing. Don't flatter me! Vasquez! She was tiny when she was born. I couldn't help but feel heartbroken. Now, I am proud of her, she looks beautiful " Gross! I am fcking grossed out by her. How could a person- Truly never mind! ” Don't you miss your mother?" He asked me again. What the hell is wrong with you, My dear stepfather? You should concentrate on my mother, not me.

Chapter 2️⃣3️⃣ ❤️ Crazy Viva (1) ❤️ Viva closed her eyes a little and wondered who the hell the lady was, but finding out who the lady was wasn't her problem right now, she has a mission to accomplish first. She ignored her and focused on the handsome guy who had just come out. "Believe me, I am not lying." Viva said and bit back the word 'handsome'. "And what I just said is the truth." she added sincerely blinking her eyes in a sexy way.

Sophia laughed softly and then took out her phone to show him a short video from prom night, where Vincent had slipped something into Marianne’s drink. "Give me what I want, and Vincent will be out of your life for good," Sophia smirked. "How did you get this?" Jayson demanded. "Let’s just say... I’m Sophia Latino," she grinned. "What do you want from me?" "Tell everyone at the party tomorrow that I’m your girlfriend," she said with a confident smile. Jayson’s eyes widened in disbelief. "Are you out of your mind?" he snapped, to which she gave an enthusiastic nod.

Tessa quipped instantly. “Look Tess” Vida told her seriously, closing in on her friend and staring her dead in the eye, the sheer closeness of their faces made Tessa swallow intensely as Vida continued staring into her eyes. “Look honey, I don’t swing that way, okay?” “What?! No! That’s not what I mean…” Vida said distracted by her friend’s antics during serious matters, “Get serious and listen to me!” “Alright. I’m listening.” “He’s the man I’ve been dreaming about. It’s actually him come to life. He’s the very personification of the figure in my dreams, the man who saved me from a rapist.”

I closed my eyes, bringing my fingers to my temples, where I made a light massage. -No! He's married to Karla Estrabao. The woman was silent for a few seconds, perhaps thinking about who could be Karla Estrabao, when in a memory flash, Vero touched with the tip of her index finger on her head. -The Latina from the threesome? I leaned my body back again, leaning my back against the padded chair. -Yep, the one. Vero got up from her chair with a laugh that spread throughout the environment. -You are so fucked!

Chapter 29 "Why would you ask me that absurd question, so what if Mr. Latino is my father's friend?…. I'm sure I will win the competition because of my beauty and nothing else?" She mutters angrily transferring all her aggression from AN J.E.L.L into the words Lucy asked. Lucy immediately smiles and she mutters. "I'm not trying to annoy you Ms. Viola but that's what everyone is saying."