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DARLING
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2025-09-02 12:48:07
Swiftpen123Lucien just brought breakfast like a five-star hotel but made it romantic with a single rose. Be honest; would you melt at “Darling”, or would you ask him to bring coffee too? Drop your answer, because I’m starting to think Lucien’s setting the bar way too high for real men.
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NIRELLE DARLING
NIRELLEWhen I step out of the bathroom with a robe wrapped around my body, Lucien has left me a sundress folded on the chair. I walk to it and feel the silkiness of the material. I wondered why he had picked the dress, but I changed into it and used his lotion to moisturise my body.He was nowhere to be found, and I wondered where he was, but I climbed into the bed and began to go through my phone. Cassian's texts do not stop, and I wonder how shameless he has to be to send me such texts. When he had decided to fight against us, he did not care, but now that things seemed to be turning against him, he did not hesitate to try and harass me.I roll my eyes as I read through his text. A link pops up on my screen, and it is from the high school group chat. With the way they all seemed to shift sides now, I am convinced of how fickle people are. No one was really on your side; all they cared about was talk. I open the link, and it is a full article.All of the things Cassian had done and
NIRELLE I LOVE YOU TWICE
LUCIEN"I love you." The words slipped out of my mouth, but I did not regret it at all because I meant them and have known for a long time that I did."You can say it," I urge when, instead of her declaring her love for me, she just stands there staring at me. I open my mouth, but instead of words flowing out, she is kissing me as if her life depended on it. I hold onto her waist and lean into the kiss, pushing her back to the bed gently. I spin her around so I take the impact from the fall.She falls onto me and fits in perfectly as if she were meant to be there. My hands dig through her hair as I continue to kiss her. I let go and continue leaving long, hard bites on her neck. She moans in response, and I had never thought that my favourite sound from her would be wordless.She suddenly pulls away, her hair dropping to cover her face as she looks down at me with a childlike wonder. "Did something happen?" I also feel a bit conscious about doing so. Had I done something I shouldn't h
NIRELLE TEENAGE KISSES, ADULT LOVE
NIRELLE'ASK YOUR HUSBAND TO STOP'I stare at Cassian's message, and even though he hadn't spoken, I could feel the desperation in his tone. Was he the one in a tight corner now? Did his plan to push us back finally backfire? I stare at the message, and then the door to the closet opens, and Lucien comes out.I gawked at him and then glanced at his face; his expression told me that he knew what he was doing when he proudly walked out of the bathroom with wet hair and a glistening chest from the water. I press my lip inward and bite on it. What was he trying to achieve by doing this?"Nirelle?" He snapped his fingers in the air, and it was then I realised that he had been speaking with me."Yeah?" I say, closing my eyes to stop the visual from consuming my mind. When I opened my eyes, he was still standing there, the same as ever, not even changed. "What is it?" I manage to stutter as I look at him."You are staring," he pointed to my face with a subtle smirk across his face."I am?" I
NIRELLE PROGRESS
PROGRESSNIRELLEI tossed in bed, and I am not sure how long it had been since I lay down, but my mind keeps replaying my conversation with Zane. Everything we had spoken about are things I would never have believed. Why on earth did I just forget my childhood? It was easier for Yvette to manipulate me because she went on to fill my childhood with tales of her own. Everything is still fuzzy in my mind. I thought that after speaking to Zane, things in my mind would open up, and I would remember the past so clearly. How great was the trauma from the kidnapping that it had left me this way?I roll over to the edge of the bed before I get off; I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and then I pull over my robe to cover the sleeveless, above-the-knee nightgown I was wearing. I walked out the door and let my legs lead me to Lucien's room. It was already deep in the night, and I should not be waking him up, but he was the only one in the house I could go talk to.I raise my hand to knoc
NIRELLE THE PSYCHIATRIC LIE
NIRELLE"Before we talk, your husband said you had to eat." He pushed the tray so it was no longer at the centre of the table but now more towards me. I looked down at the covered plate, and then he opened it to reveal a bowl of oats. I look down at it. Lucien was beginning to know me more than I thought. I was hungry, but my appetite was gone, so I gently lifted the bowl and began to fill my mouth, only chewing on it for a few seconds."Isn't it funny how the world works?" he said, and I looked up from my bowl to see him looking around and not at me. I make a 'hmm' sound and continue stuffing my face. I was forcing myself to eat so that Lucien would not be disappointed, and I could hear what Zane had to say."When I met Lucien and Theo at the university, all I saw were friends and not revenge allies, but it seems like the world had other plans for us," he said, and I wonder what his life would have looked like and how he lived. So when Lucien reached out with all the questions, I was
NIRELLE THE MOTHER’S CHAIN
NIRELLEDinner is awkward, but it seems like I am the only one feeling out of place. Lucien, Theo and Zane seem to be having the time of their lives recounting how they lived when they were in school and all of the fun things they had done together. While they seemed to live life, all I did was suffer in pain. It seemed like I was the only one who worried about the Cassian case hanging over our heads."Are you okay?" Lucien's voice in a whisper was carried to me through the laughter around the table. I look up and wonder how this man has let go so much. He had been against talking at the table, but he had no problems with Zane continuously bringing up something to talk about. I was not even worried about that in the moment; I was just worried about how relaxed they all looked.I drop the fork in my hand, and it clatters against the dinnerware. The laughter dies down, and everyone drops their eyes on me. I didn't want to disrupt their fun and thought I would slip away to the room and j
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