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Promises, Promises

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{ Eros }

I want to kill this guy. I want to grab his thick neck and break it just like he threatened to do with me, except I could actually kill him and not get in trouble, so... I start considering it, because what the actual fuck is wrong with him?

He's been giving me whiplash since we arrived to this place. I'm not stupid, I understand he's struggling a lot with his own shit, but why does he have to ruin my night too?

He should just deal with his shit in private like everyone else and pretend to be okay while he's with me. That would be very convenient.

"I need to kiss the people I'm fucking, what's the fucking point of sex without that?" I complain and I try to pull away, but he doesn't let me.

I can't lie, I love the way he's holding me. And I loved how he grabbed me from behind earlier and just started touching me all over like he couldn't help himself. That was hands down the hottest thing he's ever done... other than admitting that I'm the only guy he's ever been into.

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  • Alpha’s Unwanted Mate   The Unavoidable

    I don't know how much longer we stay in this hellhole, but at some point Saint finally decides to stop torturing me. "We're leaving," he says right in my ear, "Behave, Birdie." Ugh. Turns out, we can't walk like a merged person, so he gets in front of me and leads the way while I hang onto his shirt and allow him to. "You drive," Saint says to someone and pulls his keys out of his pocket. "But I've been drinking..." Brody murmurs, unsure, "You think it'll be okay? No accidents?" "You think I'd risk it?" Saint scoffs in an annoyed tone, "Of course it'll be okay, idiot. Don’t question me.” "He doesn’t like being questioned. Just believe him," Angel lets out with a dumb, very drunk, laugh, "I just want to get there, so let's go." "Yeah, me too," Sammy says and winks at me before slipping inside the backseat right after Angel. Saint is the next one to get in and just when I think he'll shut the door and leave me out, he grabs my hand and forces me to get inside too. And sit sidewa

  • Alpha’s Unwanted Mate   Promises, Promises

    { Eros } I want to kill this guy. I want to grab his thick neck and break it just like he threatened to do with me, except I could actually kill him and not get in trouble, so... I start considering it, because what the actual fuck is wrong with him? He's been giving me whiplash since we arrived to this place. I'm not stupid, I understand he's struggling a lot with his own shit, but why does he have to ruin my night too? He should just deal with his shit in private like everyone else and pretend to be okay while he's with me. That would be very convenient. "I need to kiss the people I'm fucking, what's the fucking point of sex without that?" I complain and I try to pull away, but he doesn't let me. I can't lie, I love the way he's holding me. And I loved how he grabbed me from behind earlier and just started touching me all over like he couldn't help himself. That was hands down the hottest thing he's ever done... other than admitting that I'm the only guy he's ever been into.

  • Alpha’s Unwanted Mate   What He Wants

    "Why does it feel like you don't really want me to go, though?" Eros asks, his voice dropping. He takes a couple steps until I feel him right behind me and puts a hand on my back. His touch fucking burns and makes the fight inside of me even harder, "Saint, turn around." I don’t have to do anything he says, so I stay right there waiting for a miracle, like him magically disappearing from this bathroom. And my life. "I said turn!" He repeats with a growl and then I feel something that makes me actually turn to him in a rage. He fucking slapped my ass. So hard, it still stings as I grab his neck and make him walk backwards, "Hey, hey, don't forget who I am... you can't hurt me."I hate that he’s right. "I could break your fucking neck right now," I growl anyway. Now I have him against the wall but I’m seething because this fucker isn't scared of me, not even a little bit, "Nobody would find out. I could kill you and leave you to rot in here." "I think you would fuck my dead body

  • Alpha’s Unwanted Mate   Only You

    "Someone told me there was a psycho with a threatening aura in here, hogging the sinks," Eros says, crossing his arms and giving me a disapproving look, "There's a line of guys outside, too scared to come in." "Don't care," I murmur, returning my attention to the sink under me. I hear Eros walking closer, "What are you doing here? You said you wanted to find a guy, so go find a guy." "I tried, but your cousin is cock-blocking me. He’s been scaring every guy who tries to approach me," he responds. Good, that means Brody did something right for once in his useless fucking life, "Why are you here?" "Because I don't like it out there," I respond, lifting my eyes again, "If you want to leave, we can leave. Go to a different place, maybe a regular club." "We just arrived to this place," he says, so I roll my eyes and look back again, "Would you act like this in a regular club?” "A club where men aren't fucking each other in the bathroom? No, probably not," I scoff, shaking my head

  • Alpha’s Unwanted Mate   Breaking

    "Here you go!" The bartender yells over the music a little bit later. Eros turns again and asks how much it is, but the kid extends his hand to me, "Seven hundred pesos. Or thirty seven dollars, we accept both, but tops have to pay.” I ignore his stupid smile and Eros’ dumb laugh. I don’t even want to ask what that means, I just pull my wallet out and pay for the drinks as Eros grabs them, then I turn around to walk in front of him this time. Now I need to get away from him even more, before he gets any more ideas for tonight. Because the probabilities of us ending up together just doubled somehow. And I just have to accept it, because the simple thought of him selecting another man tonight so he can get fucked is making my hands shake with rage. I want to yell and punch something just at the thought of another man touching him. This is fucking unfair in a lot of ways and it’s making my heartbeat race, but not in a good way. More like, in a panic attack kind of way. Because I

  • Alpha’s Unwanted Mate   Get Ready

    { Saint } My mood is horrendous as I walk inside the gay club behind everybody. I’m here under duress, this is the last thing I want to do… because I already know the two ways this night can end. Birdie goes back to the hotel with another man. Or he goes back with me. Either way, he's getting some dick tonight and there's nothing I can do about it. There's like a million people here already and some stupid upbeat song playing as we get taken to our VIP booth in the second floor. My head is going to fucking explode with the noise and soon as we're in the booth, I go sit on the couch in the corner and I rest my elbows in my knees to hold my head there.I hate my life. "Hey... are you having migraines?" Eros asks and when I open my eyes I see him right there in front of me, way too close. I move back instinctively, "You okay?" "I'm fine, back up," I growl and push him by the chest, "Leave me alone." Eros rolls his eyes extra hard but does exactly what I asked without pushing. Go

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