Novels by Tess

:Conditions that are being violated I opened my eyes and felt terrible pain in my hand. My wrist was bandaged, and next to me stood a painkiller and a glass of water. I got up and took the painkiller. One bruise hasn't healed yet, and another is already added.I started looking for my phone. I got out of bed and checked everywhere, but it was nowhere to be found. Where could I have taken it? Then I remembered that I left it downstairs in my bag. I opened the door and went downstairs. I took my bag from the couch and pulled out my phone. It was six in the morning. I had to be at university at three o'clock.I went back to my room and stepped into the bathroom. I took off yesterday's clothes and stood under the shower. How did he find out about Maria? My father or any member of my family would never talk about her. I thought everyone had already forgotten what happened that night, and no one would ever speak about it again... but I was wrong. Apparently, no one forgot, and everyone rem

:Between longing and hatred:DanteEveline, Eveline, open your eyes! Fuck... What the fuck is wrong with you? Were you really going to kill her?!Enzo was holding Eveline in his arms, shouting at me.- Marco, call the doctor! Tell him to come immediately!He carried Eveline out of the office while I stood frozen, breathing heavily.Cazzo, cazzo...I roared, sweeping everything off the table, the sound of breaking glass echoing through the room. What the fuck is happening to me? I almost broke her damn hand.I dropped onto the couch, burying my face in my hands. Her terrified eyes and screams wouldn't leave my head. If Enzo hadn't been there... I don't even know what I would have done. No matter what she is, I can't kill a little girl.I grabbed the whiskey bottle from the table and downed it all at once, letting the burning liquid calm the storm inside me. Time passed in silence until Enzo finally walked back in.- What the fuck is wrong with you? Do you even realize what you did?I d

:Words that breaks our hearts That evening, I told Otto that I got married, but I didn't tell him everything. Otto doesn't know that my father abuses me, so I had to lie. I told him that the marriage was arranged, but before that, Dante and I knew each other. Otto even asked if I was forced into marriage — of course, I denied it. I didn't want him to worry about something he couldn't change. He was a little mad at me for hiding it from him for so long, but I quickly won him over with chocolate cake. When I was leaving, I promised to introduce him to Dante because he really wanted to meet my husband, and I simply couldn't say no.Now, I was sitting in the car, wondering what the hell I was supposed to do. How could I ask a man who despises me to come with me and meet Otto? His words still echoed in my mind — how he asked if I had slept with my boss. He doesn't deserve to meet Otto."Ma'am, we've arrived."I looked out the window and saw the house in front of me. I hadn't even realized

:Scars of the past Today, the café wasn't busy — we barely had any customers. I started cleaning the tables again because I hate days like this. Time passes painfully slow, and it's unbearable.While wiping one of the tables, I heard the door open. I immediately looked up, hoping for another customer, but I never expected to see him here.I left the cleaning supplies on the table and walked towards him."Uncle pedro?"He stood calmly, watching me with his usual gentle gaze."I'm sorry to bother you. If you're busy, I'll leave.""No... you never bother me, and you're not bothering me now. Please, have a seat."I led him to a table."Would you like something to eat? Or do you prefer a drink?"He sat down quietly, his posture a little hesitant."Just tea."I smiled softly and hurried to the kitchen. Otto was there, checking some papers."Otto... an old friend of mine just arrived. I'll sit with him for a little while, if that's okay. We don't have any customers anyway."He glanced up br

:Agreement and allianceDanteIn the evening, Enzo and I went to the restaurant. It was closed to the public for our arrival. We entered an elegant private hall, where the soft sound of the piano echoed through the room. Vladimir and Maksim Romanov were already waiting for us. As soon as they saw me, both of them stood up."Finally, we meet. I'm glad you found the time," Vladimir stood calmly, his face composed."I always have time if the matter is important."Vladimir smirked."Please, have a seat."Enzo and I sat across from them. Shortly after, wine was brought to the table — Domaine de la Romanée-Conti. I chuckled, glancing at Vladimir."You have good taste.""I only choose what is the best," he replied with a smile, taking a sip."Let's get to business. We don't have time to discuss wines."I glanced at Enzo, who was eyeing Maksim."Seems like no one taught you that rushing things never ends well. Relax and let the elders handle the business."Maksim's face turned red with anger,

:The dark side of the pastTwo weeks later, the pain had subsided, and the bruises were no longer as noticeable. Amelia had told my professors that I wasn't feeling well, and the girls came every day to treat my wounds. Sometimes they even stayed a little longer.Since that night, I hadn't gone downstairs again. Nana brought up food to my room, and occasionally stayed to chat for a while.I went into the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and washed my face. Then I went back to my room and started rummaging through my clothes. Today, I was finally leaving this room to go to university. I took the black skirt from the bottom of my closet, which barely reached above my knee, and a white blouse. I stood in front of the mirror. The blouse fit snugly and beautifully on my body, and the black skirt complemented it, making my legs look even better. I put on black shoes, grabbed my bag, and left the room. I shook my hair out and lightly dampened it with water to calm it down. As I descended the stai