Ámame Otra Vez Tory Sanchez Novels & Stories

Ruiz's roof. Nysaa's eyes studied Mace briefly as she couldn't help but unleash a barrage of insults upon his presence. "Of all the people I expected to show up at my therapist's house, you, Mace Sinclair, were the last one on the list!" Her tone dripped with sarcasm as she didn't hold back in expressing her contempt for him. Dr. Ruiz attempted to intervene and calm Nysaa down, placing a soothing hand on her shoulder, but Nysaa's fiery spirit refused to be extinguished.

Besides, I still have my other phone containing her video. Me: i got the job, It all happened so fast there wasn't any time to explain. Enzo: that's power of blackmailing my friend. Marco: you both are really sick. Any news yet? I heard her father is terribly ill. Must be devastating for her. Enzo: I think Marco has a spot for your girl. Me: well she doesn't look devastated to me. Enzo: so she's a freak, just like you? Me: guess we have that in common.

Tory had no idea if he was truly sorry or was just apologizing not to look bad but she just decided to give him a second chance. "Fine, I forgive you but you still have to apologize to my friend for what you did, and if this ever happens again then you better forget you know me, are we clear??" She asked. "Crystal clear, thank you, Tory I promise it will never happen again". Humphrey assures her. " I've to go, Humphrey, I need to get something to eat" Tory left him still standing. Tory got two noodles and two eggs for herself and Grace before she realized that she hadn't filled her gas and if she does she wouldn't have enough money to last her and Grace up to a week.

MIRIAM: “You don’t d‍o i⁠t alon‌e. That’s why y⁠o​u ha​ve Amon, Mama Grac⁠e, me, Emma‍n‍uel. We‌’ll hel⁠p. You‍’l‍l‌ figur‌e out t​he rhythm.” [AMON returns​ with hi‌s phone, face alight.] AMON: “Ayana wants to see h⁠er sister. Ca​n we video​ call?” SARAH: “Of cour‍se.” [AM‌ON set‌s u‌p th⁠e video‍ cal​l o⁠n his laptop. AY‌ANA’s‍ face appears on screen—pale, bald, b‍ut smiling genuinely‍ for⁠ the f⁠irst time in weeks.]‍

“She looks familiar.” “Isn’t she Matteo Moretti’s rumored girlfriend?” “Is that man Matteo Moretti?” Countless whispers of questions reached my ears, but I can only entertain the shock and anger on Damon’s face right now. Just like that. Taste your own medicine. “What the fck is this game, Isabella?!” Damon could no longer hold his anger in. I lifted my chin, keeping my gaze on him. “What game, Mr. Sanchez?” “That’s indeed Damon Sanchez!”

Seeing him and having him reject me would be much worse than not seeing him. “No, now give me your phone,” Santana says. “Why?” I ask, eyeing her suspiciously. “Just give it to me,” she demands. “No.” She'll probably call my mother or, worse, Zayne. “Fine, Sam, what’s his I*******m.”’ She turns to Sam and asks her. I roll my eyes. “She probably doesn’t reme….” “Therealzaynek.” I sigh. I forget Sam is I*******m obsessed and probably remembers usernames in seconds. Santana punches it in and then starts approaching random people.

She said with a sigh. "We're here to see Lola Sanchez" Lorenzo said. She started typing on her computer before asking "Name?" "Jorge and Jasmine Sanchez" He said. The woman typed a little bit more ugh I hate this new computer system! She thought. "Sorry your name's aren't here" She said. "Are you kidding me?" I asked with a groan. "I spoke to Amanda yesterday! She said our names were in the system!" I exclaimed. "This is utterly ridiculous primo. We should just pull Lola out of here" I sneered crossing my arms over my chest.

She smiled mockingly at him. "Isn't it so easy to hurt someone and just say sorry? Will your sorry bring my old self back? Will your sorry bring my virginity back which I wanted to loose to my soulmate, to my forever one? Will your sorry can undone everything? Will you sorry can stop growing this baby in womb?" she asked him and he was completely speechless by her questions but she was not done yet.

"I'm sorry boss Spynx! Maybe it would get cold an—-" "It's okay Troy." River smiled and looked at Spawn. "Let's eat son," he invited Spawn. Spawn immediately nodded with a smile. "Yes mommy!" He answered. River and Spawn stepped in first so Spencer and Troy were left behind. "Damn it Troy!" Spencer said disgusted then passed Troy. "Boss. They're back." Troy abruptly said. Spencer immediately stopped walking and spoke without looking back. "Who !?" "Mr. Orlando Madrigal and your ex -wife." Troy replied.

He stood up from the chair he sat on and Walk away from the Long table. He pace about for more than five minutes before he finally walk towards the chair he sat on earlier and lowered himself unto it frustratedly. " We can't do this without Maximo Santino's help. He is the right man for the job " " Do you think he would agree on it? " Santana asked with his face twitched in confusion. " I can't be sure. I have never meet this man in person. All I Heard about him was that he is as handsome as he is sadistic and he is on his way here as we speak " Mattia responded stunning his two colleagues again.