Examples of using "Amante" in a sentence and their english translations:
She is my mistress!
- I am the language lover.
- I'm a language lover.
My lover doesn't love me.
She was his married mistress.
He's a bread lover.
The sea is a harsh mistress.
- I am a lover of the beautiful.
- I love things that are beautiful.
Tom is Mary's lover.
Fashion is a fickle mistress.
The language lover wants to be a translator.
You are throwing those pictures to your lover!
Tom is a book lover.
The man who lives next door is Mary's lover.
The king executed his mistress.
The language lover wants to become a translator.
She is the mistress of Lomnitz Castle.
He is a great lover of music.
She was seen at a restaurant with her lover.
She waited for her lover at the station.
She is my mistress!
There was a provision in his will for his mistress.
Was there an affair?
His wife hated his mistress, and vice versa.
He met his mistress during a country escapade.
I'm a lover of beauty in all its forms.
She waited for her lover at the train station, but in vain.
Dan killed his wife, Linda, to marry his mistress.
The princess gave her lover a sabre covered with gold.
Even though a daughter rarely likes her mother's lover, a mother always has a certain attraction for her daughter's lover.
She was very agitated at the news of her lover's death.
With Linda out of the way, Dan could marry Rita, his mistress.
Nothing prevents, when one has a wife, to have a mistress at the same time.
I'll never forget the soft and moist skin of my lover on that summer night.
while he talks to his virtual mistress on iPhone, calls it the life mix.
I love cats so much, I can't help it, I'm a crazy cat lover.
Mary traveled back in time to Paris and became the mistress of Napoleon III.
I'm afraid of discord arising with my husband so I'm turning a blind eye to his mistress.
The man who gave his wife his paycheck was wiser than the one who gave it to his lover.
He wore a jaunty coat of chocolate-colored velvet, with diamond buttons, and with two huge pockets which were always filled with bones, dropped there at dinner by his loving mistress.
Here is a red spider, not so big as a pin's head. Can you imagine an elephant being interested in him—caring whether he is happy or isn't, or whether he is wealthy or poor, or whether his sweetheart returns his love or not, or whether his mother is sick or well, or whether he is looked up to in society or not, or whether his enemies will smite him or his friends desert him, or whether his hopes will suffer blight or his political ambitions fail, or whether he shall die in the bosom of his family or neglected and despised in a foreign land?