Brenda Lucas
Brenda Lucas's Book(1)
Cry, please I beg you
Romance Lucas, a man raised to rule and pass over others. He does not know what a kiss is, a caress, much less an affectionate word.
His cold parents guided him to become one of the greatest mafia leaders in his country.
By chance, he meets the only person capable of giving a little warmth to his cold and gloomy existence.
She must be "adapted" to live a life by his side, which constantly makes her go through circumstances that are very difficult for many people. But that she, with a big smile, always does the impossible for him, which she does.
It makes him develop a terror of loneliness and coldness to which he was used to before meeting her. Deriving in many bad decisions that will not only end up driving her away from him.
But also, develop a fear, horror, dislike and even disgust for him.
Will Lucas be able to pick up the pieces of his delicate, shattered heart?
Ximena, meanwhile, changes completely to become a shark among sharks.
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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.