A Man Of My Heart の小説・ストーリー

And he knows it. And he’s about to prove it. "So you'd take a bullet before you give me your heart, is that it sweetheart?" His voice is heavier , darker, and his Russian accent is dripping from his voice. I don’t say anything as I lower my eyes. Silence becomes my last piece of defiance. I won’t ever give you my heart, you bastard. You can chain my body, cage my freedom, choke every breath I take— but my heart? My feelings? That is the one thing still mine, the last piece of me untouched by him. And I won’t let him steal that too.

I knew that. A mechanical heart wasn't a suitable solution for someone as ambitious as him, especially given how driven by vengeance he was. So, for the sake of Reyn's life and his dream, I willingly gave him my Heart of the Wolfkin. After all, I loved him that much. After the surgery, I left. Branded as someone who discarded love for wealth and status, I carried the weight of those accusations and walked away. Through Ivy's connections, I found work far away, at the Sanctuary of Healing. I never saw Reyn again.

I knew there and then that this man had given life to those emotions which I was oblivious of and had broken those barriers which can never be barred again. He had conquered the castle unarmed without the queen even knowing of his intrusion.. He was a stealer of hearts and my heart had already betrayed me and started beating inside his chest . He was truly a master in the game of hearts and my untamed heart had unknowingly surrendered to him. ........................................................... Lost in my thoughts I didn't realise when my body collided with a lamp behind and the noise made both of them sit up alarmed... "What are you doing here!!" Came his heavy morning voice laced wi

You can’t kill Mac if you are already dead, motherfucker. Maybe I need to speed up my plan? I get the drinks and head back to the bar and take a seat at our table. I sit in silence for ten minutes as I try to process what I just heard. Should I tell him, or is that idiot just blowing off steam? Angela’s words come back to me. The men are all shit scared of him. They call him the enforcer. I’m pretty sure he can handle himself, but I just don’t know. I need to think on this for a while. I know he has to be careful with the keys to that ammunition vault though, so maybe I will just tell him that? Everyone seems to be here now and Angela is at the kitchen counter with her boys. I watch the thre

It was just a whisper and he could barely speak. His mouth is foul. “Oh!” Heart screamed as the man sped up his movements, and her heart was racing again. Something will come out of her again. It’s even worse than the one who commits a big sin because no matter how hard she tries to say that she doesn’t want to do something, this man brings something different to her, at least physically. She forgets that she is only paid. Heart was so weak that she clung to the handle as she was almost knocked by the man’s intense movements. She waited for him to stop and soon he almost buried himself inside her.

I only have one heart to love one person. It it shouts his name, Zeke.

He will never give up on her what comes may. The man took a moment before giving me a nod. I helped myself to my feet. My heart was aching non-stop and my tears refused to dry down as disturbing thoughts continued to uncoil in my head like hisses of smoke. My chest was hurting so bad that I felt I was having a heart attack but I knew it was just my heart crying. For him. I was dreading teh approaching moment. What if I was wrong?

"I see someone is getting impatient" She heard a deep melodious voice and whipped her head to the side to be met with a handsome face. The man was young, he had dark hair that fell over his face. A simple casual dark pants and white shirt on. He didn't look like he was younger than her but the way he bounced his way over like a mischievous high school kid made him look... cute? Again, she knew that could be meant to deceive her to keep her guard down. "You're the leader?" Diana asked, a bit surprised. Why did he seem somewhat familiar?

Lub. Dub. Lub. My heart hammered in my chest, each beat a deafening echo in the silence that stretched between us. I didn’t understand this man. Why was he so fixated on me? What could he possibly want from someone like me? Taking a deep, shaky breath, I tried, my voice trembling but firm as I clenched my fists to look at him.

“You said you loved me, I loved you with all my heart, then why? Why did you run away with someone else? Why, my love?” “I am not your love…” I stood up, walking towards the gun sitting on the chair, because he is dumb enough to leave it there. “Grace… you are mine; I fucking pay you to sleep with me.” He yelled, his hands grabbing mine and he slams my body against the wall. “Don’t be foolish, I will never keep a loaded gun on the chair…” I felt his hand reaching towards my neck. “I will never be yours.” I have given my heart to a man, and he will be the only man in my life. The only one to rule over my heart.