histórias de Kingofwrath

‎Nicola Russo the famous, most richest bachelor of Russo corp, he is just thirty-two but he has accomplished more than his father Dante Russo. ‎Niko is known for his nonchalant attitude, he developed a cold exterior to hide the pain he was feeling. He was ruthless but girls still chase after him. But he was not interested in any of them but that changed when he met her. ‎ ‎ ‎Camilla Von Ascheberg, a twenty -two years old college student who also see the good in bad things, she is a beautiful young woman just like her mother, long blonde hair, thick lashes, pink heart shape lips that most guys are dying to kiss, bright blue eyes, she is cheerful, a giver, and a peace maker. ‎ ‎What will happen if you opposite worlds meet, what will be the fate of Nicola and Camilla will they make it or will their past catch up with them and they get tangled up in more lies than truth...... ‎ ‎He never loved any woman enough to chase her.... ‎ ‎"Get out". I screamed as I pointed at the door. "I don't want to ever see you again". I said trying to fight the tears that threatened to flow. I can't believe that after I trusted him, he has the guts to betray me. ‎ ‎"Don't think I'll give up on you Camilla, you're mine and I'll wait for you no matter how long it is". He said in a calm voice but with a bit of sadness. "Even if it take a decade, century or millennium I'll wait, I'm sorry, I lo..." ‎ ‎"Don't say it Nicola, just leave you've done enough". I said in tears, he looked at me before leaving the door. When he left I collapsed on the ground and cried my eyes. ‎I can't believe I trusted him

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Title translation; Awake at 3 am waiting for you to come home to me. Sneak peek: "And I was waiting for you to come home to me." "I love you, Vivian Russo." I whisper to her as I fall asleep, the scent of apples in my nose and floating around the bedroom. I am home as long as I have Vivian Russo in my arms.

Sneak peek: "What are you thinking about?" My fiancée asks, bringing me out of last night. He's now dressed in a charcoal suit with the ice cream cufflinks. "A night in Paris." I answer with a smile and a kiss to his lips.

Sneak peek: "I love you, Dante Russo." I smile and kiss the crown of her head. "I love you too, Vivan Russo." I fall asleep with my wife wrapped up in my arms and the scent of apples swirling around me.

Sneak peek: "What can I do?" He asked quietly. "Hold me?" I requested hesitatingly. He didn't reply, he only moved behind me and wrapped his arms around me, holding me close. "I've got you, Vivian. I've got you." I fell asleep held in the safest place I now knew: my fiancée's strong arms.

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Sneak peek: "I'm sorry this isn't the homecoming you wanted." My wife says. "This homecoming is perfect, mia cara. I only need you and Josie and it's perfect." I tell her, kissing her temple. "What's all this?" I ask, Vivian looks up from her phone and smiles at me. "A little night in." Vivian and Dante spend a quiet night in with their baby girl after Dante comes home from a trip

In the bustling city where power and legacy rule, Sylvia Russo and Theo Young are bound by their families' notorious histories. "Heirs of Sin: Legacy of Wrath and Pride" follows the fiery romance of two heirs to the thrones of corporate empires, each marked by their parents'. Alessia Russo, daughter of Dante and Vivian Russo, has always been the embodiment of grace under pressure. With the world expecting her to inherit not just her parents' wealth but also their commanding presence, she strives to forge her own identity beyond the shadows of their wrath. Theo Young, the stone-cold son of Kai Young and Isabella Valencia, carries the weight of expectation and the legacy of pride that built his family's empire. Known for his strategic mind and cold-hearted antics, he hides a keen sense of responsibility and a heart yearning for something more meaningful. After being reunited after almost 12 years, does the friendship they originally had still there, or is it too late?