Addicted Chinese Drama Novels & Stories

He was really something else. I made my way towards the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. My skin was flushed and there were red marks all over my neck and chest. I traced them with my fingers as a small smile played around the corner of my lips. He does know to pleasure a woman, I'll give him that. God, he was so fucking addicting, like a drug and I couldn’t get enough of him. I thought about all the women who had a share of him and felt a pang of jealously.

I felt terrible about what she had to go through growing up, all I wanted to do was protect her and I felt as if I had already failed, because she grew up with this monster. So, I tried another attempt to stay away from her, but then here I was offering to take her to work and helping her get another job. After that first kiss, I knew I couldn't stop. I wanted to stay away, but I couldn't and every day I was with her I wanted to know more about her. I wanted to know all of her favourites, all of her hates. Every time I see the colour orange, which is her favourite colour, all I could do is think about her. How annoying, right? To think of a person every time you see this particular colour. I

I was addicted to her in the way a man craves the very toxin that might one day destroy him. Note: updating two chapters today! Next chapter in the next ten minutes. Don't forget to leave your comments about the chapter.

". I asked him confused. "Right now, to me, my Addiction is loving you so immensely that I can’t seem to hide it, I wake up everyday to make sure that you lie next to me. With you, nothing is enough, I would always want more". I giggled lightly. "Liam, thats so sweet, thank you". "You are more addictive than any drug, I want to see you every time, feel you, touch you. You are my Addiction, Brianna and I think I'm Addicted To You".

"Could life get any worse?" she hissed, chugging down the vodka that burned her throat, her eyes intently skimming around the bar like she was in search of the answers to the problem plaguing her life. "Marry a Wang indeed. I must be a fool to consider it." Said Huang Wei who was trying to escape reality with alcohol "Bartender!!!" she yelled turning towards the bartender who was just across the counter pouring a glass of beer for a middle-aged man that just arrived at the bar.

"Maybe he was tired last night as after leaving me, he was going to shift to another place. I waited for his call the whole night as I did not want him to disturb his work. And when I dozed off while waiting I did not realize that. But now, I can't wait anymore. I am missing him badly. I wished that he would be here with me. It's not my fault, he made me like that in his presence. He made this habit of mine where my morning started with him preparing my bed tea and then we had it together. My morning actually started with him only and now when I can't see him around me, I feel bad. It's all your fault, Christian. Why did you make me addicted to you so much that now I can't even spare a seco

I mean, I made that clear several times today. But, of course, I’m always so foolish as to weigh my chances before going for it. We both know Caden isn’t the committed kind of person, but still, my mind and body are clinging to him. I nod and inhale a deep breath. The warmth of his drilling gaze is almost physical. I feel it, I sense it. It takes everything in me to swallow the bile in my throat and blink away the tears. I’m painfully aware that I’m getting attached to what I know is impossible to have. I know how disastrous addiction is, but I am pathetically addicted to what is capable of causing harm to me and my family.

“Don’t worry,babe. The bitch doesn’t suspect a thing.” I froze. “The wedding is next week,”he was saying. “Once we’re married, I find the money. I’ll wait six months, then leave her. She’s just the ladder. You and the kids get everything.” A woman’s voice, tinny and sad: “Bryan misses his daddy.” “Tell Bryan daddy is working hard for his future.” I didn’t scream. A cold, clear feeling took over. The love wasn’t just gone.It had never been real.

CHAPTER ONE Alex's Pov "Tell me what you're thinking right now." I stared at the message glowing on my phone screen, my thumb hovering over the keyboard. It was past midnight, and I should have been asleep, but these conversations had become my addiction. Three months of talking to someone who didn't know my last name, didn't know where I worked, didn't know anything except the parts of myself I chose to reveal. "I'm thinking about how strange it is that you know me better than people I see every day," I typed back.

Xenia closed her eyes taking a relaxed breath. A few moments later Xenia started saying," over time I am getting addicted to you, Ajax. No matter where I am in the daytime, at night I just can't get sleep without your embrace. My whole day goes yearning for your cuddles, yearning to hear your voice. How did you make me so addicted to you? This addiction is more lethal than any drug. I feel like I will die without you." While saying these words she poured all of her emotions. Her voice was shaky and way too emotional. It's like anytime she will start crying.