All She Ever Wanted Movie の小説・ストーリー

SHE spent her whole day watching cartoon network inside her room, with lights' dim that sets her mood. She feels like a damn princess. The maids would take her snacks and meals inside her room and would ask her every after minute what she needs. Elias is resting in his room, probably tired from his straight one-week duty in the hospital. Carson and Hunter aren't home. Her mother called her this afternoon to tell her that she's in Scotland with Hermano for a business matter.

I never knew patience, but with Roman I was waiting, waiting for her to want me as desperately as I wanted her. Women would fall at my feet at request. I could get anyone, sleep with anyone in that instance but to Roman my good looks were not enough. I didn't want to win her over either. She wasn't some challenge, I wanted to keep her forever. I never wanted her to look at anyone else, consider anyone else or even move on if I ever died. I wanted her all to myself for eternity. And I wanted her willingly. I'm sure I could've lured her to my will with my mind but I wanted her love. True love.

Damien cursed, dragging one of his injured men along. “Time to go, loves!” Damien shouted. “Unless you want to spend the rest of the year explaining why there are dead bikers and illegal guns to the cops!” Tyla appeared from behind a wrecked van, hair wild, face streaked with soot. “Cassian! Nolan! Lilith! MOVE!” Lilith stumbled toward us, exhausted but alive, her hand tightly clutching Nolan’s arm. Her eyes flickered to me full of fear, relief, and grief all at once. It made something inside my chest twist painfully.

She strode down the red carpet with an air of confidence, yet she paused as she passed us. She then turned directly toward our table and flashed an extraordinarily doting smile. Then, she leaned in to whisper something to Donny. As we watched the smile on her face, we couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of dread. "It looks like her true love really is one of us," I murmured blankly. The four of us exchanged glances, each seeing fear reflected in the others' eyes. If it weren't for the fact that we all retained memories of our previous lives, this situation would have been impossible to explain.

I really do. "Please don't leave... without you, I can't even get through a single day." Seeing her like that—hysterical—I felt a strange sense of déjà vu. Back then, at this same airport, when she insisted on chasing Bryan Gurley, hadn't I begged just like this, hoping she'd stay? "I swear I'll change. I'll love you with everything I have... just give me one more chance." Tears streamed down her face, smearing her makeup.

Mark shuddered slightly and gritted his teeth, "Don't worry, I will not go back on my words! I want a divorce!" After they left, I laid there and ate the apple slowly. Ralph saw me wallowing and thought I was sad. He scratched his head and awkwardly comforted me, "Well, if you are sad, just cry. Just like in the movies, I think you will feel better if you cry." I was amused, "Do you know that if a man says this to a woman in the movies, the woman will eventually fall deeply in love with him?" Ralph's face instantly turned red. He avoided my gaze and said hesitantly, "Well, it seems my worries are unnecessary."

Nothing could be allowed to stop that. Not my mother. Not Tasha. No one. I would be, for three more years, the perfect contract wife. The dinners. The cameras. The board meetings. I would grow larger slowly, the way women do, and I would make the math work by giving Fabiola no reason to question it and Alvin no reason to look. A wife living in her husband's penthouse for three years. A marriage that appeared, to all the right eyes, to be the real thing.

Alphas tended to enjoy their ruts very much, counting down the days until they could get off work and spend the next few days with omega to satisfy their needs. Relief washed over her when Rachel and Ashton suggested they go to the cinema. Still, even then, she spent the majority of the movie tapping her fingers against the armrest, leftover salt from the popcorn they devoured during previews sticking to her tongue, every fidget too loud for the quietness of the theatre. No matter how much the omega tried to pay attention, Allie walked onto the street, having remembered little of anything, listening to her friends chatter about the movie. She couldn’t stop thinking. A lot of things, actually