Antonya
Antonya's Books(5)
Small, but dangerous...
Romance Emily Brow is a girl with a lot of life ahead of her, "literally". At the age of twenty-two, she has achieved many things, one of which is being an exemplary daughter to her parents. However, for herself, she is a lie disguised as a saintly virgin, as her personality is that of a rebellious girl yearning for her freedom.
Her parents take care to support her in whatever she decides, as Emily is their only daughter, Daddy's princess! Her level of grades in university gives her all the trust she needs; study leaves, money, luxuries, and unconditional love. Even though she knows she is a fraud, her conscience always repeats that she deserves everything her parents give her because they only expect a daughter who excels in studies, and that's what she does. "Being one of the top achievers at the University of London."
She has disguised her mischiefs, late-night studies are an illusion, a disguise for her parents, as the true scenario is going out partying with her friends and getting drunk. And to this day, Emily's mischiefs have not been discovered, at least not by her parents, but the same cannot be said for her friends.
The nocturnal streets of London bear witness to Emily's pure fun and all the encounters she has with the night lover, "the Russian mobster." Nikolay is the Russian she met that night of partying and whom she can't help but see now.
Nikolay came to London for the organization's business and ended up staying after meeting that girl who he can't get out of his mind today. It started with a "hello," then a dance, and they ended up sharing a kiss that marked both of their hearts.
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"No, please, don't go with him," Emily's friend drops to her knees to catch her right leg, preventing her from taking a step. "Your parents and your friends need you, please, that man..."
"Shhh, that man is the one I love, please, I want you to respect my decision."
"But... my brother."
"Don't talk to me about your brother, he doesn't even know what he wants. Promising me love! Ha, why make promises when he has a pregnant woman."
"I don't want to defend him, he cares about you a lot and..."
"And you're doing it again. I'm sorry, but I have to go." Emily slowly lowers herself to the same level as her friend. "I love you, and I want you to always remember that. That man you're afraid of is nothing less than the man I love and want for the rest of my days. I don't care how much danger I'm in or what I have to leave behind."
The pain and words of Emily are so sincere that it was very difficult for her to make the decision to distance herself from her family. For her, Nikolay is not the man who gives her the love that any masculine man can offer. What kind of qualities should the perfect man have for Emma? Simple! She has always desired a rugged, strong, protective, romantic, thoughtful, daring, and faithful man. You might like
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SarahBlythe. "I want a divorce Noah", I said to him. My heart beating and knees weak. I was scared of how he would react.
'He should be happy right? I mean I am giving him a way out of the bondage of a marriage', I said to myself.
Noah expression darkened and I could see his jaw tighten. He stood up and took slow steady steps towards me with both hands in his pocket.
I immediately got scared and moved backwards.
Noah Wellesley isn't the abusive type but he hates me to the bone, I wasn't sure what he is capable of.
"Wh-what are you doing?", I asked, still moving backwards. Before approaching him for the request of divorce, I promised to be strong and not to let him intimidate me but... he is Noah Wellesley, the only man I have loved, and maybe still love.
"What did you say?", He growled and I flinched.
"I want to end this sham of a marriage, shouldn't you be happy?!", I suddenly found the courage to speak back.
"And what makes you think I would be happy if we divorce?", He uttered and my brows furrowed.
What did he mean by that?
I stopped moving and he soon caught up to me, his eyes dancing on my lips and I saw the hidden feelings in his eyes.
'Why is he like this?', I asked myself.