A Marked Lover Novels & Stories

When he was certain that I had adjusted to him, he started riding me slowly and faster, until I was out of breath. After a few more deep thrusts, Mark was panting hard as his body shuddered against mine. And he held me intimately and placed a kiss on my forehead. Moving his lips down to my neck, Mark placed his mark on me, marking me as his mate despite I didn't have a wolf to connect with the bond. But my heart fluttered as I hugged him and kissed him shyly. "I love you, Oli," Mark said, still laying on me on his bed. His dîck was still deeply buried in me.

My chest was heaving subtly, anger mixing with confusion, making my pulse throb in my temples. "I have already sent you the address. Shouldn't you know that I'm here already?" He grinned lightly, but it didn’t reach his eyes. He looked exhausted too, as if he’d been holding back words for too long. "Do you think I am enjoying this messed up situation?" I snarled. "You have been aware of everything, yet you didn't tell me anything. Where does your loyalty lie, Mark?" Mark’s jaw clenched, his nostrils flaring for a brief second. "To you, Boss. Otherwise, I wouldn't have wasted my time here with you, while making the woman I love suffer all alone. Please don't question my loyalty."

But after seeing Tang Li's reaction, he was discouraged to think that way. "What do you mean by interested in men? Mark Wilson, how could you fall for Mo Yuhan? You even have the guts o proclaim your love for me.. I You are my best friend. Seeing you as a love rival" Although her man had unparalleled looks and status, but he was not the amorous kind of guy. As for Mark, how was she supposed to treat him as a love rival? How could she bring herself to be ruthless to him? Mark: "_" "NoNo...You...How could you fall for my darling?" She murmured with a conflicted expression on her face. As the realization dawned on him, he was horrified. "Tang L!"

I stood awkwardly, not knowing how to reply to my mother-in-law's toxic doubt about my heart. I pulsed my lips, “I love her! She is my life! And yes I didn’t know what love was before I met Alina, and I had given up on searching for my mate, but meeting her opened my heart, and rest assured, she is my other half and without her, I don’t think I can survive.” I declared with a serious face. “Then –Then…Have you..hmm.. Marked her?” Alina’s father asked calmly. I looked at him and also replied seriously, “Yes! I marked her already and we have consummated and the only thing left is crowning her as my Luna!” I explained then nodded proudly. “You Bastard! You dare mark my daughter?!”

Chapter 15 There was a present that was beautifully wrapped on the coffee table. Mark took it and opened it. When he realized that it was his favorite cologne, his eyes watered. He mumbled as he read the card that was lying beside the gift, ‘Aria, you did indeed love me, but I couldn’t just love you, no matter how I tried. My heart belongs to someone else. I am sorry.” Mark was in a trance. He did not know why he was feeling empty inside despite having finally freed himself from this marriage.

“The special one. The one he dragged out from the mud and locked in a room like a trophy.” I didn’t answer. My fists clenched before I could stop them. She didn’t wait for permission. “I’m Illara,” she said, tilting her head slightly. “Alpha’s lover.” Her voice dipped when she said it, like she was marking territory. I felt the bond snap under my skin—tight, sharp. But I kept my face blank. Nobody knew. Nobody was supposed to know he marked me. That he claimed me in the most brutal, permanent way. That I couldn’t run even if I tried. Not without the mark burning through every nerve in my body and the thought of it ripped my skin more than anything.

He explains. “Marked me?” I squeak, not understanding what this means. “Marking is like claiming that this person is mine for life" He says, prowling towards me. "The we can make a fake one like the scent" I opined through my ignorance. Damian laughed in a way that made my pulse spike. “A mark,” He begins, hooking his finger under the spaghetti strap of my gown and tugging it off my shoulder, “Cam only be exchanged between true lovers or mates"

He told them and intended to leave the room. "That's it? That's all you had to say, and I thought you were going to kill me," Angel said he turned and looked at me with a devilish smile on his face. "I can't say that this idea didn't cross my mind but sometimes you have to change plans," he said and winked at her. "Make yourself at home my love," he said and walked out of the room. "I'm not your lover, and I never will be," Angel said loudly.

I put my hand on his cheek and wiped away the tears that were falling down his face. "Even though I've said it before, I still believe that she would have had a lot of respect for you," the speaker continued. He asks as he draws in a little bit closer to get a momentary kiss on each of our lips. "I just can't get enough of that." "I can't get enough of that." I give him another kiss while grinning and moving in for the closer embrace. "I love you Alyanna Savi Romero." Mark says this while he is embracing me and holding me close to him.

“Relax. It’ll be fine.” “Fine?” I muttered under my breath. “This is Mark we’re talking about. Nothing is ever just fine with him.” Hayden chuckled but didn’t argue. I bet he thought I was exaggerating but I knew my best friend. When we stepped inside the café, I spotted Mark instantly. He was already sprawled at a table near the window, laptop open, earbuds dangling, looking like he owned the place. He looked up, saw us, and smirked. “Well, well, if it isn’t Lover Boy himself,” Mark said as we walked over. “And my roommate, who I never see anymore because she’s too busy swooning at hockey games.”