“Do what?” “Communicate,” Christian spoke, relieved. “But it feels good.” He spoke as he moved his hand to the ring around my finger. “And after all of this is finished, I’m going to give you the big wedding you want.” “Who told you I want a big wedding?” I frowned. Christian shrugged. “In that ca
Christian “This meeting didn’t go anywhere,” Christian spoke, frustrated. Dario shrugged. “We knew it wouldn’t.” He agreed. After a discussion that lasted about a week, the two and Franco had decided to give the remaining Lamberti’s a heads up about Berto’s reappearance. “Do you think they’re on o
“And I won’t do it again,” Christian stated. “Fabio Garcia was too easy, too predictable…Berto, on the other hand.” Berto’s interest in Serena was what had scared him the most. Christian had quickly realized that his uncle was an unpredictable demon who was capable of doing anything—including blowi
“It’s almost ridiculous how you manage to take good pictures of yourself but bad pictures of your daughter,” Isobel commented. “It’s a bit selfish, don’t you think?” We were in my room. During the past two days at my parents' house, she was nice enough to keep me company. Just like Christian, Beau
“Sleeping? This early?” He worried. “What will you do if she won’t be able to sleep tonight?” As expected, this was nothing more than Christian being Christian. He was always stressing himself out over stuff which wasn’t that big of a deal. “I’ll figure it out. I’m her mom!” I spoke sarcastically.
Christian “What does the letter say?” All eyes were on Christian as he read the letter which came from his uncle. Nearing the end of the meeting, a letter had been delivered. “It says he wants us to sign over all the businesses, and if not…we should prepare ourselves,” Christian informed. It was
“Not today.” “What?” Dario spoke, startled. Although Christian could appreciate his work ethic, he also knew when enough was enough. After hearing Serena’s words over the phone yesterday, Christian had a clear wake-up call. There was no reason for him not to visit her or his dad. If he could find
“So, what should I do?” I squeezed Vince’s hand. It wasn’t as if he could hear my rant, but it was nice to talk to someone who couldn’t go against me. Even if he were awake, he would still not go against me.“If only you were here to answer.” Carmen’s joke about me being pregnant wasn’t too far fro