Orgulloso の小説・ストーリー

" Everyone kept quiet and Beatrice look bored from the whole thing. Alex held an apologetic look and I suddenly felt stupid for wasting my precious time to impress this horrible woman only to be embarrassed in front of everyone. Everyone has their gaze on me. Everyone! She was yelling so loud at Alex that it got everyone's attention. I tried to walk away as calm as I can but the shame wouldn't let me. I can't cry, not right here, not right now. I stand still as I glare back at the woman standing right in front of me with pure hatred. "What are you staring at whore?" "Listen, woman, just because you are rich and all doesn't give you the right to talk down on anyone."

Jacob said Yeah....yay

Alessandro: “Well, you did piss her off.” Leonardo said, and I took a deep breath before turning to face my beta who smirked. “You are going to shut the fuck up before I make you.” I said, and he raised his hands in mock surrender. “I was just stating facts.” He said, smirking at me. “Puoi scegliere di accettarli o meno.” You can choose to accept them or not. “Vorrei dirti dove infilarteli, ma ho altre cose di cui preoccuparmi.” I would tell you where to shove them, but I have other things to be concerned about.

Teago can feel the intensity of Alaric's anger bearing down on him, the consequences of his actions looming large in this tense encounter. Teago, his voice dripping with disdain, sneers, "You know, Alaric, my mate is leagues above yours. She's everything yours could never be – cunning, powerful, and utterly devoted to me. You may think you've won, but in the end, it's clear who truly reigns supreme." His words are like venom, poisoning the air between them with his arrogance and superiority.

I asked Jarren, looking through the bibs. “They’re at the register.” Was his response. I shifted through the bibs before picking one that said, “Mommy’s Little Trouble Maker.” It was purpled with white writing. I was definitely getting it. I placed it in the basket before turning back to the wall. I found one that said, “I’m Cute, Just like My Daddy.” Knowing how true that would be, I laughed before showing it to Jarren.

“Sorry..” I cut her off, not allowing her to finish that sentence “No, never apologise for them. They are part of you, wear them with pride, Little wolf. You are a warrior, a true Alpha and my Queen” She smiles shyly up at me, before my lug of a cousin ruins the moment.

She guessed he had German or some other husky, tall ancestry too. He wasn’t handsome in any conventional sense, his cheekbones so pronounced they made him appear too harsh. Some might not consider him good-looking but he was quite exotically beautiful. She guessed the bone structure might be caused by whatever genetic altering had been done to him. He looked human but not quite fully so. With his hate-filled glare and the tense jaw, it gave him a snarling appearance, which he actually did the moment Ellie inched closer. The deep growl made her pause, heart pounding, and fear shot through her. He looked intensely masculine and rough, projecting how dangerous he could be. It disturbed her that

Scrupulously. Lorenzo laid his back comfortably against the swampy material of the recliner, his eyes observing the leopard skin decorated on the ceiling. Not making any effort to straighten his spine, capo spoke nonchalantly, "Quell'otarda è un tipo così testardo, ma niente lo abbatterà così facilmente." (That bastard is such a stubborn guy but nothing's going to bring him down that easily.)

My god every inch of her bottom is exposed, and just like that she’s off over the boat. Fuck!

For a full minute, he says nothing until his grey eyes with green specks lift to look at me. “Stai cercando di farmi incazzare? Olivia, what the fuck is this?” (are you trying to make me angry?) "Congratulations.” I say with a smile to his livid face. “You are the new owner of Athleisure."