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No. They did not come to an agreement while at the office. Even after arriving at Carlos’ home, Kate was still firm with her decision not to let Savannah model with Carlos. Entering Carlos’ bedroom, Kate repeated, “No. I don’t want to.” “What is about Savannah that you dislike so much? I told you, she is a friend,” Carlos insisted. He sighed before taking off his coat and settling it on the bedside table. When he returned his regard to Kate, she was still fuming, her arms against her chest. He asked, “Kate?” Carlos was already unbuttoning his shirt when he walked over to the other side of the bed and sat. He held Kate by the waist and pulled her frame, his arms quickly wrapped around her. After savoring her sweet scent, he requested, “Tell me, my Kate. Tell me.” The Devil felt Kate’s chest dramatically rise. After she let out a sigh, she said, “Because.” When Carlos looked up, Kate was searching on her phone. After she turned her mobile to him, a grin formed on his face. His Ka
Over the past two days, Alexander had sent Savannah text messages, but she never replied. He tried calling her two times, but he could not reach her. The strange thing was how Carlos could contact Savannah on one call. ‘She is avoiding me,’ Alexander thought, and he could tell by the way she was uncomfortable with his touch. He could see the objection in her eyes, unable to perform in a simple modeling job when, in fact, she already had experience. “I think it’s better if their noses touch. It’s more intimate. A romantic kiss would certainly be nice, too!" Following Kate’s suggestion, Savannah paled. “Please, Savannah,” Kate pleaded. “We wanted to show photos that have real emotions.” Kate looked at Carlos, who was seated next to her, and he confirmed, “Yes, Savannah. You are good at this, right? That’s why I hired you. Is there a problem? I thought you and Alex are good?” “Yes,” If Savannah was displeased, she masked it quickly, erasing her earlier reaction. She replied, “I’m
“Your flight was not until tomorrow. I was hoping we could have a proper talk before you left,” Alexander said while closing in on Savannah. “How - how did you even find my place? And you flew all the way here?” Savannah asked in bewilderment. Giving his head a light scratch, Alexander replied, “Well, you have your address on the contract, and this residential building is rather easy to find.” Savannah was rendered speechless. Her mouth remained parted for seconds before she found the words to say, “You came all the way here to talk? A phone call would have done it.” “Except, you don’t answer my calls,” Alexander pointed out. “It’s obvious that you are avoiding me. You left without even saying goodbye! So, I came here to have that proper talk with you. Besides, consider this a pit stop for the Wimbledon Championships.” “You are overthinking it,” Savannah denied while she peered at her door as if planning her escape. “I’m drained, Alex. You did not have to come here for a talk. W
BREAKING NEWS: Carlos Ronaldo, also known as The Devil, has released a statement regarding the video that went viral online. The Devil denied being the same person in the recording, saying he has never had an intimate relationship with Hailey Mckenzie. The person in the video was said to be someone who looked like him. A doppelganger. ON ANOTHER BREAKING NEWS: Kyle Wright, the CEO of the Wright Diamond Corporation, has announced a business ban against the Mckenzie family. According to Mister Wright’s spokesperson, anyone dealing with the Mckenzies will lose all ties with the Wright Diamond Corporation, including its affiliate companies. So what exactly have the Mckenzies done against the Wrights? Apparently, Kyle Wright is an investor in Carlos Ronaldo’s new company, The CSK Apparel. Everyone speculated that this was Kyle Wright's way of reinforcing The Devil because of the videos that had been released. One could say this was Carlos' Ronaldo and The Wright Family's declaration o
“Aahh! My nose!” A loud scream escaped Hailey’s lips, her hands trembling as she tried to put her nose back into place. “How - how are you?” “I paid ten grand for this!” Tears stung her eyes, feeling blood drip down from her nose. “What?” Kate asked back, her eyes burning through Hailey's frame. “What a lousy nose job!” Hailey appeared to be contemplating. Her whole persona changed from being exasperated to acting pitiful in a second. She fell to the floor and shifted her gaze to The Devil. Hailey said while sobbing, “Carlos, can’t you see what kind of woman Kate is? She is violent! Look what she did to me?” “The only reason she punched you is because of what you have done to us, even from the past, Hailey! We have had enough,” Carlos declared. “Make a statement about the video and let the world know it was not me! Or else, I’ll sue you for damages, and you’ll have nothing left to feed your comfortable life, Hailey!” “No!” She answered while getting up on her feet. Then she negot
“Did I ever tell you that you are so handsome?” Kate’s face was burning as she stared into Carlos’ grey eyes, her breath hot against his face. She giggled, throwing her head back before returning her eyes to the Devil. In a whisper, she added, “Today, you are looking extra handsome; my underwear is falling off.” She giggled again, this time adding color to her face. “Kate, not here,” Carlos whispered back, but a smile formed on his face while he said those words. For the last five minutes, Kate had been exaggerating her praises and occasionally throwing pickup lines. She was sitting on his lap, her arms around him as she continued to tease him in ways he never thought were possible for his Kate. Biting her lip, she traced his chest with her finger, her eyes burning through his clothes. “Are you?” Carlos paused. “Stripping me naked with your eyes, my Kate?” Kate’s laughter roared inside the car, amused by Carlos’ probing. In a sensual tone, she said back, “Let’s play Titanic. Yo
Carlos? What happened?” Kate asked in horror while her eyes studied his shoulder and the slopes of his neck. A groan left Carlos’ lips. Like Kate, he was equally drained after all the exercise they did last night. He could barely distinguish the words his woman was spouting until she repeated her probing. “Carlos?!” Kate sat up and touched the parts of his neck where evident bite marks were on his skin. She asked, “Did I? Did I do this?” Settling his head higher on the pillow, he covered his eyes with his forearm, saying, “I’m pretty sure you did that to me.” Kate gasped. Her blue eyes widened as she surveyed the marks closely. She said, “I mean, I somewhat remembered giving you… kiss marks -” Carlos laughed. He pulled Kate into his arms, saying, “That was some kiss marks you made… my Kate… You were like a vampire, sucking on my blood." Giving a heavy sigh, he expressed, "I’m so tired. I think… fluid replacement.” “What? I mean, we only did it.” Kate counted in her head. She re
Kate paced on her heels with a hat over her head and a jacket that partly hid her face. She caught up with Carlos, and he held her hand. The couple was making the long walk to the private room within Paris’ police station. Detective Bernard welcomed them. “Good afternoon, Mister Ronaldo. Miss Wright. Gabin has been waiting for your arrival.” He opened the door and walked in, finding Gabin sitting in a chair, his hair disheveled, and his eyes had dark circles around. Clearly, he was stressed out about that video. Carlos locked eyes with Gabin. His jaws clenched while firmly holding Kate’s hand. Softly, he called, “Gabin.” “Carlos, listen to me -” “I’d like you to meet Kate, my girlfriend,” Carlos introduced. Learning about Kate, Gabin leaned back. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and he heaved dramatically. “I’m in so much mess now.” Kate, on the other hand, stilled. Her eyes had never left Gabin's since they entered the room. She was stunned by his resemblance to Carlos.
My Dear Readers, Thank you for supporting Kate's and Carlos' story. This was my first sports romance story and my first, second chance novel at that. To those who supported me from Book 1 to Book 5 of the Wright Family Series, thank you. I am forever grateful for the encouragement you have given me. Your reviews, comments, suggestions, and messages keep me going every day. You have no idea how it makes me smile and pushes me to do better. Q1: So what's next for Author LiLhyz? Answer: I will write the grandchildren's stories, but not all of them. At the top of my head, I am sure I will write about Kenneth and Liam. Q2: When will the next book be out? Answer: I will first take a break and then start writing again in mid-November. Once the book is out, I will put out an announcement on my social media pages. Thus, I encourage everyone to follow me there. It is the best way you can receive an update from me. Q3: Will you write about the supporting characters? Answer: Sadly, no
Years passed. “Let’s welcome back the former number one players on the court, Carlos Ronaldo, The Devil, and Alexander Jenkins!” A year after Alexander retired from his tennis career, the two former star athletes were invited for an appearance match at The National Tennis Center Complex, sponsored by a famous sports drink. The stadium was filled with the Devil’s fans, including Alexander’s. It may only be an appearance match, but they missed their favorite tennis stars dearly. “Devil!” “Devil!” “Alex!” “Devil!” “Alex!” “I miss you all!” Alexander claimed, waving his hands. Carlos also waved at his supporters, then he turned to his family and blew them a kiss. Kate and the children stood in the VIP seats with Savannah and her own kids. The Devil and Alexander took their respective side of the courts and shook hands. Carlos said, “Good luck.” “I could say the same to you, my friend. I won’t hold back,” Alexander claimed. A chuckle escaped Carlos' lips. He replied, “No
One year and a little over seven months passed. Castle backdrops surrounded the grand ballroom of the Third Diamond Hotel, where each side was made to appear like stone walls in medieval times. Arch windows were painted on the same backdrops, and royal guards stood in between white columns. At the front, royal seats were prepared for three; a king, a queen, and of their small little princess. Above them, the ceiling was decorated with hanging candlesticks and huge chandeliers. That day was Sami Amari Ronaldo’s first birthday, and the Ronaldo couple had a princess-themed party for their only daughter. The sound of trumpets altered all the visitors. On the left side of the venue, the Jenkins snapped their heads, their eyes gleaming at the soon arrival of Carlos’ and Kate’s princess. They brought Saoirse with them and their son Spencer. The Knights were also invited to the event, which allowed Savannah’s parents to have a short vacation and a chance to visit their grandkids. “Hi
Kate caressed her body as she rested her back on the side of the jacuzzi tub. She delighted in that cucumber melon bath scent, which she surprisingly loved. It had been half an hour since she had soaked herself under the tub. When she knew the scent would already linger on her skin, she got up and dried herself. Walking out of the bathroom, completely naked, Kate found Carlos looking out into the sea, his bare and well-defined back facing her, his tight ass inviting her to grab it. “Carlos,” she called. A hint of sultriness exuded in her voice. She climbed up the bed, flashing her white and silky smooth two-round flesh before laying down sideways, giving The Devil a good view of her crack. A hiss left Carlos’ lips as he turned. He wound up palming himself, checking his hardness as he walked over to the side of the bed. He held pieces of black cloth and declared, “Today, I want to take full control.” Kate did not know what he meant. She simply allowed him to do whatever he pleas
“Hwuah! Hwuah!” The sound of a baby’s cry echoed throughout the delivery room, and just like her first delivery, tears stung Kate’s eyes. “Baby boy Ronaldo is out,” announced the doctor. The crying baby was placed in Kate’s chest for her and The Devil to cherish. “Ah, what an angry little one,” Carlos said, seeing how Andre wasn’t hushing down his cries. The time came and went. At thirty-eight weeks, Kate delivered her second son, Andre Pete Ronaldo. “Congratulations on having a healthy baby boy, Mister, and Misses Ronaldo.” The couple relished seconds of caressing Andre’s head before Carlos indicated, “I am happy with our two sons, Kate, but… we should still keep trying. Who knows, we’ll have a mini-Kate.” Kate nodded, saying, “There is no harm in trying.” She gazed at her son, mesmerized. She studied his cute lips, saying, “I love you, baby!” “And daddy loves you, Andre,” Carlos echoed. It was another year to celebrate as The Devil maintained his number one ranking. He
Months passed. “Till this very day, Carlos Ronaldo is still number one and had been consistent for 426 days, more than 60 weeks, and counting. The Devil had claimed both the Wimbledon and the US Open. Erik Berg is still behind him, and Alexander Jenkins is next. Roger Murray fell to the 4th rank after the US Open.” “How long will the Devil be on top? With his growing business, until when will The Devil keep playing?” On a Sunday, Kate and Carlos were watching the national TV recorded news from within their home's living room. After the reporter’s initial statements, The Devil answered an interview. On the monitor, Carlos could be seen walking out of a tennis training camp in New York. He said in front of the camera, “I will still keep playing, but I’ll be on court on and off. If fate would have me to remain number one for a longer time, then that is a blessing, and I am happy to take that role and be a model to many tennis aspirants out there.” “However, I am not pressuring myself
"Alexander and Savannah, have you come here of your own free will and without a compulsion to marry each other?” the officiant asked. Immediately, Alexander and Savannah said together, “Yes.” “You may kiss the bride.” Applause could be heard at the wedding, held in the countryside of Savannah’s hometown. The wedding was celebrated in front of a historical castle in Tipperary. Tables and chairs were spread across the green lawns surrounding the castle. Tents covered the guests from the sun. Steel frames rose to twenty-feet high, decorated with various purple and white blooms. Everyone in the Wright family attended the Irish wedding. Samantha and Ethan were present. Carlos and Kate came with Manuel, Kaleb brought his son, Liam, Kyle and Gaby made a side trip from Freedonia to Ireland, and Kenzie came with her husband, Andrew. A trip to the countryside of Ireland was not something they would miss. The views were just breathtaking. The mountain and greenery slopes could widely be
Kate and Carlos watched as Kyle held Manuel’s legs up, and cleaned his dirt. They observed how the CEO of the Wright Diamond Corporation turned Manuel’s delicate frame, gentry, from side to side to clothe him with his top. After effectively pulling up the baby’s pants, Kyle claimed, “See! It’s easy! Like a walk in the park." “That was very fast,” Carlos had to admit. “I’m a natural at caring for babies,” Kyle claimed. A confident grin formed on his face, adding, “It also comes with experience.” Kate looked past her brother and saw Gaby giggling while carrying her one-year-old daughter, Gale. She wasn’t sure what to believe, but, nonetheless, they were thankful for Kyle’s help, showing his best technique to change an infant. “Let me hold my nephew for a while,” Kyle asked, carrying Manuel from the stroller. “You carry him like this. Listen to your older brother now.” “What about my style? Do you want to see how I change my nephew?” This time around, Kaleb offered. "No. No, he i
Scoreboard:Ronaldo: 6, 6, 5Murray: 4, 4, 4 In the third set, Carlos was ahead by five games, and in the final game, he was leading by a point. “Thirty, fifteen,” the umpire announced the scores. Carlos’ face was red from all the running he had done. He was chasing his breath as he bounced the ball against the hard court, ready to serve. He had been giving his finest, not letting Roger Murray score a set. After he thrust up the ball, he hit it with his racket. “Out!” Letting out a sigh, Carlos was relieved he still had a second try to serve the ball correctly. After serving it again, Roger ran to the far right of his court and returned the ball. Carlos quickie volleyed it back, and Roger missed another point. “Forty, fifteen, championship point.” Ready to serve, Carlos pecked his pendant. He wiped the sweat off his face with his wristband and threw the ball up in the air. Carlos served once and twice, but he hit the net in both instances. The crowd was barking, both angry