Dolores X Camilo Novels & Stories

I stared at Amber really well and it sounded like he was in so much pain. "Well that's all in the past now, today I'm a serial killer", he said sounding normal again. My hands went to his cheek, "Are you happy being this person that you are?", I asked. He wrestled with his words for a long time, "I don't have a choice Lexy, there's no going back for me, I'm already in this and there's nothing I can do to stop this", he said in a painful whisper. Who would have known that the dangerous Don was in love with dogs.

he says and leaves Callum ? He fucking remembers my name. " Wow " I yell and look back at my friends. Savvy had this knowing look on her face. Tasha was giving me a smirk and Jay was grinning so wide his lips would fall off. I stand up from my chair and I do a little happy dance right there,I know weird but you need to get used to it. I, Callum Dove will do alot of weird things from now on.

One of his hands massaged her breast while the other caressed her thigh, moving higher and higher. “Alejandro… Hubby… We can’t do this here. What if someon—” She couldn’t finish before his fingers slid inside her. Her eyes rolled back as he moved his fingers faster. “Alejandro, we really can’t do this here,” Camila moaned. “Then why are you grinding against my fingers, you naughty girl?” he whispered, adding another finger. He moved faster, and Camila clung to his shoulders for support. The door swung open, and Diego stepped in.

She could clearly see it when Diego looked at her with such pity. “Cameron, Cameron… how come I… How come I can reward you? How can I erase the pain I provoked to you?” Needless to say Diego didn’t have the courage to look at her pale face. “Just,” Camilla took his hand, “don’t go away. Just don’t go away. Don’t leave me die alone… Just don’t live alone here, in this lonely place…” Camilla started crying. Diego immediately got up and hugged her as he had never done. Cameron was with him and that was all that mattered.

Miles Dolores’s fingers trail down my chest, lingering on each scar and tattoo. Her touch is a gentle fire, igniting every nerve. She reaches the hem of my shirt, slowly lifting it over my head. I catch her wrist. “Dolores,” I murmur, looking into her eyes. They’re soft, but determined. “You don’t have to do this, I know that was a lot...” She tilts her head, a mischievous grin spreading across her lips. “I want to. I need you Miles.” She pulls my shirt off and tosses it aside. Her lips follow the path her hands took, leaving a burning trail in their wake.

Currently, I’m serving drinks on one of the four round sectionals, accommodating about ten club-goers where Camilo and his friends are. “On the main floor,” I replied curtly. I knew they broke up because he cheated on her. It’s an ugly breakup, and I’m definitely judging the guy even though I knew little about him. I’m biased that way. Maya became more of a sister to me like Tina. “Tell her to serve our table,” he commanded in a gruff voice. From what I gathered, Camilo is from a family who owns a winery here in Las Mencía. The petite, dark-haired girl wrapped around his body doesn’t seem to mind that her boyfriend is looking for another girl while he’s with her.

she instructed Damien who nodded. “Anything else?” he asked her. “I hate still being dead,” Dolores exhaled as she was talking about the fact that no one except her family knew she was alive. “Do you want to talk to Tyrone about it?” Damien asked not bothering to address the man by sir or whatever his employees addressed him as. There was a groan and Dolores turned to see Olivia still writhing in pain. “Hmm,” Dolores said and Damien brought out his phone. “I need to get one of those,” she sighed and Damien nodded.

+ "Wait for me, don't go alone," I hear Dolores shout behind me. She wants to dance with me, and I hope the waiter doesn't bring the margaritas right now. God, I need those margaritas! "Baby, don't leave me alone," and boom, Lucero joins us. This is good because now we're really enjoying the night. We're the three friends, not rivals that everyone expects. Never ever forget this moment. Lucero and Dolores are two important pieces for my heart and mind.

Determined to get answers, Lucas stood up abruptly from the couch and made his way towards Camilla's bedroom. Lucas entered Camilla's room with a mix of determination and anxiety. His heart pounded in his chest as he saw her sitting on the edge of her bed, tears streaming down her face. The sight of her crying pierced his heart, but he couldn't let his emotions cloud his judgment. "Camilla," Lucas said, his voice filled with a mix of frustration and sadness. "I need you to be honest with me. Are you and Dorian more than just friends?" Camilla looked up at him, her eyes red and puffy from crying. She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself before responding. "Lucas, I swear to you, Dori

"Please, we don't have time for this. We need to work together to secure our freedom." But Hawk and Dolores ignored him, locked in a silent fight, shooting daggers at each other with their eyes. After a long pause, Hawk's lips curved in an overwhelmed smile. "I love this chica. Where did you find her, Amigo?" Dolores's expression darkened. "Don’t you dirtbags get it? I don’t want freedom. I want to go back to Vincenzo, I have a contract with him, and he is helping me find my missing friend. Although I know where she is now, I can’t get her without his help."