A/N : ~...~ <== Refers to flashbacks ; '...' <==Inside thoughts
I wrote this because I can't seem to find the button for Italic and Bold lolLove, Diana....Strange sounds in the woods with the branches she pushes away and making smacking sounds will soon give her a heart attack.What was she thinking?Selena had explored the island for almost half an hour and she was going in circles as the only way clear way she can leave was the stairs going down to the beach area where the jetty is situated.From there, she can see the island across the huge lake and she knew that she was stranded there until the handsome psycho will bring her back.She had faith that there is probably a small village or town that she can find help from but her 30 minutes walk was to no avail. Her phone had no sim card, the line was horrible nor was there anyone contact number other than Sandro. She was helpless.She stood beside a hill starSelena can feel the warm morning sunlight bath her legs. She moan at how cool the air was but with the sunlight, it was the best of both worlds.A perfect combination of cold win ensuring her comforter and a little sunlight to balance out the room's current temperature feels divine. No to mention how soft the comforter was and how good it smells in the morning. or was the little thing like this that starts her dress well. She had used berries scented shower cream. The sweet fruit scent basking from every squeeze she places on her palm calms her, a sweet therapy she actually enjoys with how her arms were near to her nose. Nevertheless, in the very bed, she was in, there was a scent she finds unusually peculiar. It was not foreign to her. She knew it very well, faintly at some point but recognising it deep, DEEP, in her soul yet, she can't put a name on how what or where?Nevertheless, it felt good for her body and soul. It was calming.Selena smelled nothing but the fresh, masculine p
Andreas Hernández or better known as his white man name - Andy, was Selena's best friend growing up but had to part with her when they were a child because his father moved to Brazil for humanitarian work. For a cute child with eyes, streaks of green and gold, black hair, and olive skin, he grew up into a handsome man with a lean body and face that would be perfect for any fashion magazine.After spending abroad till the day he finished his bachelor's degree and master's at the age of 26 and contacted Selena since she was 12, he would have heard stories from her. About her life, her work, her dreams coming through or going down the drain – as she would say to him and finally, the one that broke his heart into billions of pieces.“I’m getting married, Andy.”How happy was she and the laughter and glee he had heard from her voice? How could he ever tell her that he had always loved her from the moment they had both swam in a shallow pond to rescue a drowned pup near their school?If you
As soon as he wrapped up his breakfast with Sandro and goes home, Abe immediately took a shower and clean himself up to go to the office once more. He was definitely going to take some rest starting from tomorrow and the only thing that made him going today is the beautiful Irish maiden waiting for him every single time. With her perfectly curled hair and piercing green eyes that contrast her fair freckled skin, he would stay in his damn office all day if that’s the only way he can see her again and again and damn freakin’ again. If this isn’t love, he doesn’t know what is? When he got out of the elevator and enter his office, he saw Emma bending down to get some papers scattered on the floor. It felt like his whole body and soul just bump into a wall for him to freeze and blush all over. The curve of her backside and her parted lips, breathing softly as he picks the paper one by one just looks tantalizing. Her cream color skirt was knee length and her white shirt fits her body per
Unedited. Will do soon....Selena was watching the tv which plays local shows and she almost passed out from boredom when she hears footsteps coming down from the stairs. "Get dress." Sandro deep voice booms from behind her and she immediately sat up. Frowning at him who stood in front of her wearing a Polo shirt. She could smell his after shower perfume and soap. It smells good. "What?" Selena frowned at him. "Get dress. We're going to town. Need to buy some stuff since we've been staying here and ate non stop, our fridge is running out of food." Selena felt dumbfounded. "You sure? Taking me there?" She ask just to make sure she had heard him right. "Of course." He asked, unbothered by her perplexed expression. Its slowly turns into a smile and she bit both her lip, feeling excited for the opportunity to escape him. "Before you start to grin like that, may I remind you that I have my men around your mother's house and they are ordered to act if I don't text them every 15 m
Author's note: Dedicated to Mr. S... You are a dream come true... Diana ..... Synopsis All Alessandro ‘Sandro’ Kennedy De Rossi ever wanted was to marry the woman of his dreams and Selena Salvatore was everything he could ever ask for. Beautiful, kind, and smart, her innocence drew him to her like a moon to water. They were inseparable and when their wedding day arrives, he knew that his life would be complete until tragedy strikes both of them and leave the lover separated. Losing Selena almost destroys Sandro until he finds out the truth of their accident which later reveals she was alive after all. Though Selena loses her memory and remembers nothing about the man she had married months ago, Sandro decides to use drastic measures by kidnap his wife. Convincing her about their love wasn’t easy but it was a challenge he was willing t
“In the name of God, I, Alessandro Kennedy De Rossi, take you, Selena Salvatore to be my beloved wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until we are parted by death. This is my solemn vow.”Sandro took the sparkling, ring with 6 and ½ carats, pushing the tiny, shimmering, diamond, encrusted metal band into Selena’s finger. She could hardly see the ring with tears blurring her visions. Her soft veil brushing against her exposed back and her long, lace fitted sleeve that stretches up to her wrist gave a gorgeous overall alongside her wedding ring.No words could describe how ecstatic she was today. To finally marrying the man of her dream. The man who is basically, her everything and with all the journey they had gone through together, she can’t wait for more.As long as Sandro is by her side, she knows that she cou
A/N: Heya guys. I hope you will like this story. I'm working my ass off to make it good and hopefully, yall can agree to that too. Do let me know what you think and feel free to rate it. Give me your most honest opinion and do know that English is not my first language but I will try my best to make it pleasant for you. Thanks:) DIANA ... His head felt like it was knocked by boulders. He can’t stop listening to the ringing inside his head that pushes him to squint his eyes as he walks to the stairs in his house. He had to hold the railings seeing his vision was becoming pretty blurry and his shaky legs due to the pain coursing down his body made his movement slow. When Sandro’s feet touch the ground, he walks slowly towards the living room when he hears the sounds of people crying there. He had to lean on the wall for support and the further he walks, the louder the sobbing becomes. His chest feels tight and chills run down his spine. He was t
If it wasn’t for Sandro, even on the edge of death she wouldn’t contact her ex-husband that sounded so arrogant, even though the phone and she can’t seem to remember why she had chosen to marry that man in the first place. Giggles that she could hear from the other side of the call made her flinch and curl her fingers in a fist as it remind her what a cheating bastard Giuseppe De Rossi was. It burns her from inside out hearing how happy they were after putting her through an emotional train wreck. “What do you want from me now, Lia?” His voice almost growling and surely smiling as he hears her voice. It agitates Amelia that he uses the same name he once used throughout their marriage. It felt dirty in her mouth but this conversation is not about her. It’s about their son. “I don’t need anything from you, Giuseppe. All I need is for you to be there for your son! He is your fucking son! He is of your flesh and blood. Not just any kid from the street you seem to
Unedited. Will do soon....Selena was watching the tv which plays local shows and she almost passed out from boredom when she hears footsteps coming down from the stairs. "Get dress." Sandro deep voice booms from behind her and she immediately sat up. Frowning at him who stood in front of her wearing a Polo shirt. She could smell his after shower perfume and soap. It smells good. "What?" Selena frowned at him. "Get dress. We're going to town. Need to buy some stuff since we've been staying here and ate non stop, our fridge is running out of food." Selena felt dumbfounded. "You sure? Taking me there?" She ask just to make sure she had heard him right. "Of course." He asked, unbothered by her perplexed expression. Its slowly turns into a smile and she bit both her lip, feeling excited for the opportunity to escape him. "Before you start to grin like that, may I remind you that I have my men around your mother's house and they are ordered to act if I don't text them every 15 m
As soon as he wrapped up his breakfast with Sandro and goes home, Abe immediately took a shower and clean himself up to go to the office once more. He was definitely going to take some rest starting from tomorrow and the only thing that made him going today is the beautiful Irish maiden waiting for him every single time. With her perfectly curled hair and piercing green eyes that contrast her fair freckled skin, he would stay in his damn office all day if that’s the only way he can see her again and again and damn freakin’ again. If this isn’t love, he doesn’t know what is? When he got out of the elevator and enter his office, he saw Emma bending down to get some papers scattered on the floor. It felt like his whole body and soul just bump into a wall for him to freeze and blush all over. The curve of her backside and her parted lips, breathing softly as he picks the paper one by one just looks tantalizing. Her cream color skirt was knee length and her white shirt fits her body per
Andreas Hernández or better known as his white man name - Andy, was Selena's best friend growing up but had to part with her when they were a child because his father moved to Brazil for humanitarian work. For a cute child with eyes, streaks of green and gold, black hair, and olive skin, he grew up into a handsome man with a lean body and face that would be perfect for any fashion magazine.After spending abroad till the day he finished his bachelor's degree and master's at the age of 26 and contacted Selena since she was 12, he would have heard stories from her. About her life, her work, her dreams coming through or going down the drain – as she would say to him and finally, the one that broke his heart into billions of pieces.“I’m getting married, Andy.”How happy was she and the laughter and glee he had heard from her voice? How could he ever tell her that he had always loved her from the moment they had both swam in a shallow pond to rescue a drowned pup near their school?If you
Selena can feel the warm morning sunlight bath her legs. She moan at how cool the air was but with the sunlight, it was the best of both worlds.A perfect combination of cold win ensuring her comforter and a little sunlight to balance out the room's current temperature feels divine. No to mention how soft the comforter was and how good it smells in the morning. or was the little thing like this that starts her dress well. She had used berries scented shower cream. The sweet fruit scent basking from every squeeze she places on her palm calms her, a sweet therapy she actually enjoys with how her arms were near to her nose. Nevertheless, in the very bed, she was in, there was a scent she finds unusually peculiar. It was not foreign to her. She knew it very well, faintly at some point but recognising it deep, DEEP, in her soul yet, she can't put a name on how what or where?Nevertheless, it felt good for her body and soul. It was calming.Selena smelled nothing but the fresh, masculine p
A/N : ~...~ <== Refers to flashbacks ; '...' <==Inside thoughtsI wrote this because I can't seem to find the button for Italic and Bold lol Love, Diana....Strange sounds in the woods with the branches she pushes away and making smacking sounds will soon give her a heart attack. What was she thinking? Selena had explored the island for almost half an hour and she was going in circles as the only way clear way she can leave was the stairs going down to the beach area where the jetty is situated. From there, she can see the island across the huge lake and she knew that she was stranded there until the handsome psycho will bring her back. She had faith that there is probably a small village or town that she can find help from but her 30 minutes walk was to no avail. Her phone had no sim card, the line was horrible nor was there anyone contact number other than Sandro. She was helpless. She stood beside a hill star
Her heart beats against her chest like a drum. Her eyes move from left to right and as much as she was pissed and a bit terrified of the house she was in, Selena can’t help but found the home beautiful and breath-taking.It’s just a simple two-story-cabin house.No, more like a mansion with the long hallways and fancy arts and vase decorations in every corner of the house. If Selena hadn’t met this man in her unlikely situation, she would’ve found a date with Sandro in this mansion to be a romantic one.Unfortunately, this man was not very sane as to kidnap her like that. She felt a little icky from wearing the same clothes she wore yesterday. Trying to fight the strange man. It’s frustrating that she could hardly remember how she got into the house. Her memory after being pushed inside the car was hazy and she knew from the slight dizziness she had this morning was an effect of a drug.She had taken so many medications after her accident to not know how
Chapter 8 Abe was way over his head. Why the heck did he agree with what Sandro asked of him? Wife or not, kidnapping Selena with her current state is still a criminal activity and if they got caught, he would end up scrubbing shit at the big house. He may not be a billionaire like his best friend but hell, being raised by doctors as a parent made him have the finest things in life. He don't think he can jail very much. Nevertheless, he had owed Sandro a big favor after Sandro had helped him with a few failed deals after he got screwed over by people he once regard as friends. He had been his ride and die ever since they were a kid. If his best friend requires a car for him and his wife to stay hidden in their secret cabin house in Aspen, why the hell not? A knock on the door made him raise his brows from where he was sitting. He sat up straight, straighten his coat, and laid back on his fancy COO chair. “Come in.” He says. The door to his office opens and his personal secretary, E
“What?” Abe replied with a shocking expression. He literally rubbed his ear and shook his head before facing Sandro again. “Did I hear you right? You are playing with me right?” “Nope.” Sandro corrected him. A slight grin took over his expression and his voice was deep and no doubt serious. “We’re going to kidnap my wife.” Abe scoffed and back away with his both hand and palm raised. “We? Did you just say we? My man, you are tripping like crazy right now.” “I’ve thought long and hard and I’ve made up my mind. Selena needs to be separated from her family because all they do is separate us and that is a crappy way of messing with me. To make this work, I need your help, Abe.” Abe chuckled nervously and shook his head in disbelief. If there was a stick nearby, he would whack the damn thing on Sandro’s head because he was being crazy right now. Nevertheless, he can see the real intent in his eyes and it was hard to not remember the look of
“Selena? Is… is that you?” Sandro asked once more. His eyes were wide open yet his face was paled with the discovery in front of him. Selena stare at him, head tilted and brow furrowing down, looking at how odd the handsome man was. His voice... she can’t help but find familiarity with his voice and it made her body hum with joy. Hair rising and she had to shake her head and rub her arms to erase the feel. “Do you know me?” She replied. Never moving from her spot. Might as well take a dagger and cut him from the chest down than ask him who he was. He know who his wife was and he knows Selena. It was actual Selena and he would’ve recognized her from miles away yet she stood there in front of him asking her who he was? That was unacceptable. “Do you not know who we are, Selena?” Abe spoke behind him. His hands were wrapped on Sandro's shoulder for fear he would freak out any moment. “No.” She replied without a hint of doubt. Is she having some sort of amnesia?’ Sandro almost loses