Ücretsiz kısa dramları ara - Dramafinds

When her fiancé cheats on her, a young woman hires a prostitute to survive the holidays with her family—only to discover her pretend date is a prince in disguise.

THE MAFIA HEIR SHE BETRAYED: A MORETTI follows Leon, a hidden mafia heir. He hides his identity for his lover Vanessa, only to get brutally betrayed. After his father’s assassination, Leon returns to Sicily to claim power, avenge his family and meet his loyal soulmate Elena amid bloody intrigues.

I have never been good at pretending not to notice when someone is manipulating me. When I was fourteen, a girl in my math class slipped a cheat sheet onto my desk as the teacher walked down our row. “Hold this for me,” she whispered. “Just until the test is over.” She expected me to hide it. Instead, I raised my hand. “Ms. Carter, Jenna put her cheat sheet on my desk and asked me to keep it for her.” No one at school ever asked me to “hold” something for them again. Then Lorenzo Moretti, Don of one of New York’s oldest families, found me and told me I was the daughter he’d lost twenty-five years ago. He held a dinner to introduce me to the family. Before I arrived, Sofia—the daughter they had raised—hid my place card and took the seat between my parents. “I’ve sat here for twenty-one years,” she said sweetly. “You don’t mind, do you?” Everyone expected me to smile, sit somewhere else, and prove I wasn’t a threat. I put my place card back on the table. “If this seat means nothing, why did you need mine?” Sofia cried. My mother rushed to comfort her, my three brothers followed her out, and my father lectured me about keeping the peace. It wasn’t the first time. They had missed three of my birthdays for Sofia, given her the bracelet engraved with my name, and turned the rooms promised to me into her private studio. Every broken promise came with a reasonable excuse, but every excuse ended the same way: Sofia came first, and I was expected to understand. They all believed I would tolerate anything for the Moretti name, their money, and their protection. The next morning, they abandoned me at the courthouse during my name-change appointment because Sofia claimed she couldn’t breathe. So I withdrew the petition, kept the name my adoptive mother gave me, and moved out with one suitcase. But after I left, why did every one of them regret it?

Michael parece un hombre corriente de mediana edad, pero en realidad es Don Moretti, magnate oculto de un imperio valorado en billones. Tras salvar a Evelyn, CEO de una firma de inversión, vuelven a encontrarse en una cita a ciegas y terminan casándose impulsivamente.

Everyone in southern Italy knew that Lorenzo Moretti loved me like a madman. And yet he had been keeping a much younger woman in Naples. They said she looked just like I had years ago. He told people she was only a reminder of the woman he had once loved most. He also gave strict orders that no one was to let me hear about her. Until the day I found out I was pregnant. I went to his office to tell him the news myself, only to stop outside the door when I heard a young woman’s voice from inside. “Lorenzo… am I only here because I remind you of her?” The door was slightly ajar. Through the gap, I saw a young woman who looked too much like me, wrapped in his jacket and holding his glass. I stood there, barely breathing. Then I heard him answer. “Don’t compare yourself to her.” “She could never be what you are.” I turned and walked away without making a sound. That night, I called my mother. “Mother, I’ve made up my mind.” She was silent for a moment. “I want a fire,” I said. “Something no one survives. By the time it’s over, Sophia Moretti needs to be dead to the world.”

Everyone in southern Italy knew that Lorenzo Moretti loved me like a madman. And yet he had been keeping a much younger woman in Naples. They said she looked just like I had years ago. He told people she was only a reminder of the woman he had once loved most. He also gave strict orders that no one was to let me hear about her. Until the day I found out I was pregnant. I went to his office to tell him the news myself, only to stop outside the door when I heard a young woman’s voice from inside. “Lorenzo… am I only here because I remind you of her?” The door was slightly ajar. Through the gap, I saw a young woman who looked too much like me, wrapped in his jacket and holding his glass. I stood there, barely breathing. Then I heard him answer. “Don’t compare yourself to her.” “She could never be what you are.” I turned and walked away without making a sound. That night, I called my mother. “Mother, I’ve made up my mind.” She was silent for a moment. “I want a fire,” I said. “Something no one survives. By the time it’s over, Sophia Moretti needs to be dead to the world.”

No sul da Itália, todos sabiam que Lorenzo Moretti era louco por mim. Mas escondia uma jovem em Nápoles, parecida comigo anos atrás. No dia em que descobri a gravidez, fui ao escritório dele e ouvi: “Ela nunca vai ser o que você é.” Vi a garota com o paletó dele e fui embora em silêncio. À noite, liguei pra minha mãe: “Quero um incêndio. Quando acabar, Sofia Moretti estará morta pro mundo.”

veryone in southern Italy knew that Lorenzo Moretti loved me like a madman. And yet he had been keeping a much younger woman in Naples. They said she looked just like I had years ago. He told people she was only a reminder of the woman he had once loved most. He also gave strict orders that no one was to let me hear about her. Until the day I found out I was pregnant. I went to his office to tell him the news myself, only to stop outside the door when I heard a young woman’s voice from inside. “Lorenzo… am I only here because I remind you of her?” The door was slightly ajar. Through the gap, I saw a young woman who looked too much like me, wrapped in his jacket and holding his glass. I stood there, barely breathing. Then I heard him answer. “Don’t compare yourself to her.” “She could never be what you are.” I turned and walked away without making a sound. That night, I called my mother. “Mother, I’ve made up my mind.” She was silent for a moment. “I want a fire,” I said. “Something no one survives. By the time it’s over, Sophia Moretti needs to be dead to the world.”

"Semua orang di Italia selatan tahu betapa gilanya cinta Lorenzo Moretti padaku. Namun di Naples, dia justru menyembunyikan seorang wanita yang jauh lebih muda, wanita yang katanya sangat mirip denganku bertahun-tahun lalu. Sampai hari di mana aku tahu bahwa aku sedang hamil. Aku datang ke kantornya untuk menyampaikan kabar ini secara langsung, tetapi langkahku terhenti tepat di depan pintu. Dari dalam, terdengar suara seorang wanita muda. Pintu itu sedikit terbuka. Lewat celahnya, kulihat seorang gadis muda yang sangat mirip denganku. ""Jangan bandingkan dirimu dengannya."" ""Dia nggak bakal pernah bisa jadi seperti kamu."" Aku berbalik dan melangkah pergi tanpa bersuara. Malam itu, aku menghubungi ibuku. ""Ibu, aku mau kebakaran,"" kataku. ""Sesuatu yang nggak bakal bisa diselamatkan siapa pun. Begitu semuanya selesai, Sofia Moretti harus sudah mati di mata dunia.""

No sul da Itália, todos sabiam que Lorenzo Moretti era louco por mim. Mas escondia uma jovem em Nápoles, parecida comigo anos atrás. No dia em que descobri a gravidez, fui ao escritório dele e ouvi: “Ela nunca vai ser o que você é.” Vi a garota com o paletó dele e fui embora em silêncio. À noite, liguei pra minha mãe: “Quero um incêndio. Quando acabar, Sofia Moretti estará morta pro mundo.”