“Can you blame me?” Christian spoke. “One is apparently drinking shots from half-naked men and is too lazy to check up on her daughter, while the other one has so much to say about me while she should ask God for forgiveness for what she has done to Vince—“ “What has she has done to Vince?“ “You c
“Isobel, you didn’t have to say all of that,” I told her as soon as she hung up the phone. Yes, Christian was an asshole, but no one could speak on him except for me. “It’s true, though,” Isobel spoke. “You’re too good for him, and you know that. He doesn’t deserve you.” “Please,” I begged her. “P
“I drank so much that I couldn’t even stand up straight, and I almost kissed this random guy—but then I came back to my senses because I didn’t want to hurt you...I know how that feels.” “Fine,” Christian spoke to my surprise. I wanted him to get angry, and I wanted him to ask me why I did that, bu
What? His disgusting words made me feel dizzy and shocked. I stared down at my shaking hand and tried to calm myself down. From all the terrible names he had called me, this one had to be the worst. “I’m sorry, what did you just call me?” I asked to see whether he had the nerve to repeat it. “You
Christian “A bit rough, don’t you think?” Christian turned around and looked at Dario. He was the last person Christian wanted to see at that moment, especially after Serena’s confession. It wasn’t new to Christian, but it felt different to hear it from her mouth, and he did not want to be anyone’
“You know what, it’s fine, you’re coming with us.” Christian sighed as he slowly returned to his senses. He would at least try to push everything aside. Berto was his only priority at the moment. The moment they arrived back at the mansion, Christian stormed towards his office and locked the door,
“Siena deserves better.” Christian mentioned. “What Siena deserves is a family,” Beau spoke, determined. He could not respect Christian decision. As long as it wasn’t Serena’s decision, he would not accept it. “Did you know your sister threw a bottle at me last week?” Christian told Beau. “Does th
Christian “Someone tell me what the hell he’s doing here,” Christian whispered as he walked down the stairs. He didn’t even have the energy to look at all the strangers setting up equipment for the party as his eyes could only see Luca. What was he up to? “Cousin!” Luca opened his arms. Christian