You Bet On My Love And Lost Everything Novels & Stories

Snow said darkly, the smile disappearing from her face. "Sugar baby?" Kiran snorted. "Alright then! Since I've found a sugar baby, this means you lost our bet last night! Time to keep up your end of the deal!" "Did I agree to the bet?" Snow cocked a brow. "Of course you did." "What was the bet about?" Snow pretended to look innocent. "Trying to play dumb, aren't you?" Kiran huffed. "Loser says 'I love you' to the other person!"

"So, it seems like what you need isn't my love but my money and loyalty. You were only upset just now because you worried I wouldn't give you money and be loyal to you. The fact that I don't love you doesn't seem that important." Paige replied, "Your love, your money, and your loyalty — they're equally important." "Oh, really?" Chris raised an eyebrow. Paige nodded seriously. "Yes." "I couldn't tell…” Chris remarked. Paige explained, "I was so upset just now because I thought if you didn't love me, I'd lose your love, your money, and your loyalty. But now I realize that even if you don't love me, I’ll only lose your love. Your money and loyalty will still belong to me, which means I’ll only

" You have lost your mind? Yes sukoon I have lost my mind, heart , body everything I lost everything in your love. I am madly in love with you. Hello people sorry for the short update next will be long one till then keep reading keep supporting keep smiling :)

But inside, in the quiet where no camera can reach, I whisper a promise to myself… he might have thrown our love away… But I’ll make sure he remembers exactly what he lost.

I was a fool too, gambling my life away for two people I shared blood with, but barely knew them at all. Tears started pouring from my eyes. I was so lonely and helpless in that situation. “Are you sure, Mi Amor?” He asked again. I closed my eyes tightly and nodded my head in agreement. “Yes! I am sure.” I whispered in response, feeling empty. “Pull away, Dexter.” He ordered on the phone then hung up again. I knew in my heart that I was the biggest mistake of my life. But I had already done it. I had burned all the bridges.

"And that changes what exactly? You were willing to carry a stranger's baby for fifty million. Now it's someone you know and even love, for twice that amount. If anything, it should be easier." Lucia laughed. "Easier? He destroyed me, Maria. And you have no idea what that did to me?" "But I do know that he's offering one hundred million euros now." Maria's face was stone. "And we both know that money could take us a long way so you are just being so dramatic." "Dramatic?" "Yes. Dramatic." Maria moved closer. "You loved him when you were fifteen and you're twenty-five now. You have Alex and have moved on. So this is just business."

“I never stopped loving you.” She looked at him carefully. “Love without loyalty is selfish.” He inhaled sharply. “I was confused.” “No,” she said softly. “You were clear. You just didn’t like the consequences.” He sat back. “I want to withdraw everything,” he said. “I’ll fix the case. I’ll stand publicly. I’ll admit fault. I’ll do whatever it takes.” “To get what?” “You.” She shook her head slowly. “You can’t undo years with promises.” “I’ll prove it.”

“Is this true?” Aston stuttered. “Maddy, wait, it’s not as sinister as he’s making it out to be.” Maddy rose to her feet, her eyes blinking furiously. “Is it true? All of this was because of a bet? A stupid bet?” Aston went for her hand. She snatched it away. Frustrated, Aston spat out through gritted teeth: “It was not stupid, Maddy. It wasn’t a lie. I really love you, Maddy. I do. I didn’t fall in love with you to win a stupid bet. I promise.”

On the morning we were supposed to leave for our elopement trip to the stunning Calistia Mountains, my girlfriend, Jeanie Portman, was nowhere to be found. Worried something had happened to her, I drove to her family's house to look for her, only to find the whole neighborhood strung with wedding banners and streamers. A big outdoor reception was underway, the tables loaded with food. Jeanie stood there in a white gown, leaning into my foster brother's arms as she poured him a toast. Relatives showered the two of them with compliments, calling them a perfect match, while my father sat at the head table, grinning so wide he could barely close his mouth. I nearly lost it and started toward

Five years after my younger brother Luca and my fiancée Elena were killed in an ambush, I arranged my own burial at sea. I was pressing the engraved nameplate onto my custom urn when my father, Don Salvatore Leo, walked into the room with a cigar between his lips. "Antonio, you don't need to go to the docks to mourn them this year. They're not dead." My fingers went white around the nameplate. Then the hidden door in the safe room opened from the inside. Luca walked out with Elena in his arms, casually spinning the emerald ring I had once given her around his finger. "I won the bet," he said, lazy about it. "I told you we could live right next door to him for five years and he'd never