Addicted To Loving You Mga Nobela at Kwento

That impossible connection. It was like choking down candy laced with broken glass. I knew it would slice me open every time, but I'd force it down anyway, bleeding, just for that brief taste of sweet. But now I see it for the illusion it is. The wolf wants me, sure. Obsesses over me, claims me like territory. But that's instinct, not choice. Not love.

“How about me?” “Of course, I will add more funds to your company’s cash flow. There’s no way I would forget you, sweetheart.” Miranda playfully massaged Robert’s chest, making it obvious she was enticing him. “Oh, Robert. I love you! Marrying you is the happiest moment of my life. There is no day I regret choosing you over my useless husband.” Miranda could not contain her joy. Robert’s additional investments would allow her to make up for the money she had withdrawn from the company funds to buy Leah a brand-new car last month, which cost her millions of dollars.

Violet attempted to pull away, but his arms enveloped her tightly. His lips pressed up against her ear, saying, "I'm serious. You’re very different. Didn't you notice? There hasn't been anyone else since we started dating. I never touched another lady, even when we were separated. Violet, you have me completely captivated. In this lifetime, I do not desire anyone else."

I said. A story filled with ups and downs, but I wouldn't trade it for anything. Because I am where I am supposed to be—with you, the love of my life. The End

"I do." Damian was surprised by her sudden answer. "I'm addicted to you too. I just don't know why. You hurt me but I keep coming back to you. I wanted to leave once the first week was over but seeing you like this made me stay. I don't know why and I don't understand it and I don't want to. I love you too." Damian looked at Lilian as if she had not just said what she said. He pulled her close gently and kissed her full on the lips. Lilian melted into his warmth. She had missed it so much. Damian pulled away and stroked her cheek lovingly.

“Every time I see you, it’s like a rush of euphoria that courses through my veins, leaving me craving for more. You’re the high that I can’t resist, the addiction that I willingly surrender to. Just like any addict, I find myself seeking my next hit of your presence. You’re the ultimate escape from reality, the temporary relief from the mundane. With you, I feel alive and free from the chains of everyday life.” He smiled and gently bumped our noses together. “But just like any drug, there’s a price to pay. The withdrawal symptoms kick in when you’re not around, leaving me longing for your touch, your voice, and your very essence. It’s a craving that consumes me, leaving me restless and yearn

I muttered her name softly, but she only hugged me tight and burrowed her face to my chest. "Don't bring yourself to the same pain you've gone through! I love you. Can't you just love me back too?" she asked in a broken voice, making my heart ache. Ivy had never told me that she love me before. I always knew that she does, but hearing this from her makes me realize how fuck up everything is between us. I promised her marriage and the willingness to love her back, but I just can't. I can't hold on to my promise.

She explored my arms with her hands, like she could feel the twitch of my muscles from my workout. I was drunk on this pussy, so fucking addicted that if I tried to get sober, it would kill me. After a long night running a city from the shadows, I longed to bury myself deep in the most magical pussy I’d ever fucked. It turned this man into a teenage boy. Turned this sober man into an addict all over again. “Fuck, sweetheart.” She gripped my arms as she moaned in my face. “I love you, Bastien.”

The driver's eyes lit up and happily accepted them. The police would catch up soon, so she kept her mind off that superstar who was no one to her or would ever be. He could die for all she cared. She could never forget this day or forgive this man for humiliating her with something he had no idea of, and still, she hoped he didn't have to see this day when his woman would misunderstand him and leave him when he needed her the most in his life. She didn't want to remember how horrible she felt that time and how she almost drowned herself in alcohol, but her love for her sister kept her focused, and she came all the way here alone to this foreign country where she had to watch her back constan

"Not the slightest." "Giving up is not an option." He sipped, watching her over the glass rim. "Honestly, what brought you here?" He shook his head in despair. "It hurts to see just how much you underestimate my love. Fine, maybe you'll swallow the secondary pill instead; as you know, I'm mentally fucked up. I've been prescribed a whole lot of medications I don't have time for. I hate them. They never worked in the first place...the few times I tried. Then I met you; everything has changed ever since. It's like fate prescribed a better treatment...a cure even." His grin added an extra beam of light to the room.