Derek Delgado Shameless Romane & Geschichten

She suddenly felt tremendous amounts of guilt for lying to her or leading her on. “You know,” Fiamme hooked her arm through Delfina’s, “only a few people actually ever got to see the true Ercole. He had such a wonderful sense of humor, didn’t he?” She couldn’t recall a single time they’d ever shared a laugh. In fact, once when she’d been watching a television program and she’d laughed he told her to stop because her laugh reminded him of a braying donkey. Then he’d told her if there was nothing better for her to do than to watch television, she should be under his desk pleasuring him while he finished off reading some quarterly reports. Yeah. Good times with the clown Ercole.

"He got rid of his own father. So tell me, if he could do that to family, what do you think he'd do to someone he only sees as a business asset?" My pulse pounded. Derek wasn't perfect, but he wasn't cruel. What if Elian wasn't telling the truth? "If you still think I'm lying, ask him about Serena Woods." "Who?" "One of his college classmates. Derek nearly ruined her life after she exposed him for stealing property that wasn't his." "Stop." My voice came out sharper than intended. But Elian kept going. "Derek Hale isn't the saint you think he is." "Stop it!" I clamped my hands over my ears. "I said stop!"

Derek gave me a mocking smile and took Jaime’s hand. “Jaime, don’t be mad. It’s okay. Your reputation is what matters most…” “I don’t care about that.” Jaime cut him off, and her words made my heart tighten. I knew her better than anyone. She was vain and strong‑willed, yet all her boundaries disappeared when it came to Derek. At the press conference, the journalists pointed their microphones and cameras at me. I followed the script and calmly admitted to mistakes that were not mine.

"Who is this guy? And isn't that the deputy commander from the North District Bureau?" "Oh my god, I can't believe he sent a photo of his wife breastfeeding on a work group chat. Is he even human?" "Who's that woman? Isn't she that pretty officer from his squad?" After reading the comments on the big screen, Harvey completely broke down. It was all over for him. His future and reputation went up in flames tonight. "Turn it off! Turn it off now!" Chief Heath lunged forward, trying to cover the camera. But Spencer grabbed him by the shoulder and held him back.

Danny mocks. "Shut your fucking mouth, Danny," Camila speaks before I can, surprising Danny with her venomous tone. "Delilah was right from day one. You are a waste of sperm. I don't know what I saw in you. And I am actually happy you cheated on me, because I would’ve never seen you for the horrible human being you are otherwise. As for you…." She continues, turning to face Jessica.

“Stupid Lukas Vergara.” She knew it was normal for a secretary to make coffee. Fine, given. But what she couldn’t accept—why was she nervous, why was she blushing—was all because of one line: “I love your coffee.” She sat up fast, frowning, angry at herself. “Hey, Shaina Dela Cruz! Why are you blushing?! Did you forget your first day? You got splashed with mud, then he scolded you like you had no manners! And now, just because he said ‘I love your coffee,’ you’re already melting?”

Derek was desperate to show off in front of the man he was trying so hard to impress. He grabbed me by the hair and shoved my face toward the drop of soup on Melissa’s heel. Some of the onlookers even started whistling. “Come on, kid. Don’t be stupid. That’s ten grand. What’s one lick?” “Exactly. If I had that chance, I’d clean the whole shoe.” “Why act so noble? Delivery guys serve people for a living anyway.”

She silently wondered, lowering her eyes to the bowl in front of her and hiding the warm blush that had creeped up her neck to her cheeks… turning them rosy. An exchange that didn't go unnoticed by Belinda. She sighed in disappointment and worriedly shook her head but said nothing. She had hoped that after the conversation she had with the man, he'd change his mind and not pursue the girl anymore but she was wrong. “You know me” Damon responded with a shrug, the corners of his mouth turned up in a smug smirk and added “... I met a girl last night while I was at Inferno and I just couldn't keep my hands off of her body”, twisting the truth a little. Inferno was the name of one of his clubs he

I knew I was going a bit crazy. Why did I need to ask him such details? I should detach myself from him if I wanted to accept this gift from Angeli or my siblings. Yes, I think this is a gift. Sleeping with this man is a present I wouldn’t return. He smiled again. My heart went crazy as he smiled like that. I knew it was wrong, but how could I control my own feelings? “I'm Tristan Luchavez. I thought you knew me, or is this part of the show? If it is, then it's working. I didn't know you were this beautiful. I always decline such invites, and now I kind of regret it.”

There was a thud on the floor which grabbed the attention of Maya and paved the way to murmurings in the hall. Derek had just dropped something to the floor, a file to be precise, although unseen to the audience. And just before he realized what had happened and turned away from Maya in shame, he had actually been glaring at her, for reasons already obvious. He didn’t think she needed to paint him in the badlight to soften her own play in the story. Clem thought so too. But Shane could care less. Derek had been at fault then, and still now. He was even thinking that his friend must have shaken hands with bad luck.