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He wants me. He didn't raise himself away from me when he dropped me and the desire mixed with lust resurfaces in his eyes. "I want you, Adrian, I want you badly, but if you don't want it, I will let you rest." The last part of his words seemed choky to him when he spewed it out and I dared myself to tell him I was not ready, but instead, I found myself nodding gently.

Alex Russo always got what he wanted, one way or another. And right now, apparently, what he wanted was me. God help us both. ***

Ivy said. "Who needs people when you can have power? You become the one everyone needs and adores." "Maybe you're more like me than you'd care to admit. You probably hated feeling so basic and having to watch other people living their best life while yours was filled with thorns. I've been there, and I understand, but being needed is different from being wanted and loved." "Wow, Ivy. I never took you for the eloquent type. You're good with words, you almost convinced me to give up on the love of my life." Cassandra said with a laugh.

Karma is a damn fucking bitch! I want you! I need you in my life! I miss you so much! I love you, Anita! I want to see my babies! Anita! Please come back to me! I'm begging you! Please! Please come back to me! I'm incomplete without you baby! I need you so much, Anita! I need you!

The day I got out of prison, my sister's adopted brother, Finn Andersen, livestreamed my homecoming. He shoved the camera in my face. "This is my brother. Even after being abused by thirteen people, he somehow found the strength to keep going." The comments blew up instantly. Evelyn Andersen frowned, but Finn just shrugged. Three years ago, I would've lost it. This time, I smiled at the camera. "Why shouldn't I keep living? They're the ones who deserve to be judged. They're the ones who should die. Not me." When we got home, it was the anniversary of our parents' deaths. Evelyn had Finn place flowers on their graves instead of me. I didn't stop her. When she gave Finn my room and stuc

he has to see me and only me. I raise my eyes to his. “I want you to choose me. Remind me that we have always chosen each other; show me how I am your one and only. Give it all up for me, let me be your number one. “choose me, zade; that’s what I want from you.” That’s all I am dying to hear. I want him to tell me he needs me; he can't live without me. I need it; I need it all, and I don’t know why, I just know that’s all I want.

I hope you can hear my voice. "... Y a veces cuando nos tocamos, la honestidad es demasiado." Y tengo que cerrar los ojos y esconderme ... " "Quiero abrazarte hasta morir, hasta que ambos nos rompamos y lloremos." Quiero abrazarte hasta que el miedo en mí se disipe. He started singing the song with deep emotion, his voice resonating in the hearts of every listener.

I never thought I would be right for you I just can't compare you with anything in this world. You're all I need to be with forevermore. All those years, I've longed to hold you in my arms. I've been dreaming of you. Every night, I've been watching all the stars that fall down. Wishing you would be mine I just can't believe that you are mine now. You were just a dream that I once knew. I never thought I would be right for you I just can't compare you with anything in this world

He whispered softly. "Sarah, I want you to know... uh?" He asked cautiously. "You want me to know what?" she breathed softly, biting down on her lip. "Before I met you..." he trailed off, lowering his gaze. "I had no idea what happiness was like." A sad smile grew on his lips. "There was no one to talk to who understood me. No one to look forward to seeing, no one to laugh with or be silly with..." he trailed off, his voice growing quieter and weaker.

Yet, I insisted on joining in, making myself a victim. There were more meaningful things in life. At the very least, I could just make money. No matter what, having money was good enough. Seeing how calm I was, Logan paused. He widened his eyes, confused. "What do you mean?" I did not explain and just smiled as I returned to my room. … The next day, I bought a train ticket to Texon that would depart two days later. Looking at the ticket in my hand, I felt an overwhelming sense of anticipation.