Another Chance To Love の小説・ストーリー

Fucking mine," he said, possessively pounding the words, and another orgasm into me, just as I was coming down from the first. Tears streamed down my cheeks. Bittersweet didn’t cover it. Every loss, JR, Ren, my father, had stripped us raw and somehow fused us back together stronger. I wasn’t grateful they’d died. But the way Chance held me through every nightmare, the way he let me sob for hours, the way he loved me patiently through it all. No doubts remained. This man loved me. Wholly. Dangerously. Eternally. And I loved him just as fiercely. “I love you too,” I sobbed, pulling him down for a messy, desperate kiss. “Show my whore pussy how much you love me, daddy. Please, Chance. Use me. C

Even though I reluctantly agree, as I terminate the call, I decide I’d rather slit my throat than return to the bank the same way I left. With my dreams of a higher position and fatter salary dashed, I am reluctant to splash out on an apartment with the £2,000 I have returned with. So, I have no choice but to finally unpack. As I sort through my books, I find the CD Chris gifted me on Valentine’s Day, the one he specially curated for me. My eyes pool with tears as I look at it, memories of the day, and the many times after that we listened to it, assaulting me. I slide it into my old CD player, not even sure it still works, but it does.

“You can’t do this.” “Do what?” “Show up everywhere. Keep trying. Keep, keep making me question everything.” My voice cracks. “I was moving on, Adrian. I was finally happy. And then you came back and now I don’t know anything anymore.” “Then let me make it simple.” He takes a step closer. “I love you. I want another chance. And I’m willing to do whatever it takes to prove I’ve changed.” “It’s not that simple.” “Why not?”

I fell for it hook, line, and sinker. “Five years isn’t so long, Dec. Maybe only three with good behavior,” she says earnestly, her gaze holding mine. “I know I won’t ever stop loving you. I’ll go to my grave loving you.” She leans in closer. “And our little girl, she needs her mom, needs her family. She’s young enough that this doesn’t have to scar her. Please Dec, I can see it in your eyes. You still love me too.” She places her hand flat to the plexiglass. “Give me another chance, give us another chance.”

He holds her hands tighter preventing her from walking away. "Hannah, you know I've always loved you. Even though I wanted sex back then, I still loved you. I thought of you every moment while we were apart and I'm glad I met you again. Fate brought us together and I can't let the second chance I have pass away" "Jake you didn't get a second chance. Fate just wanted to show you what you missed because you wanted something else" "You still love me, don't you?" "No Jake, I don't love you anymore"

I resigned and had to get another job. I flew far away, across the ocean just to start a new life. I promised myself to never love again. But there was this one guy who did nothing special, but he had the charm that could break the wall I’d built. Probably the wall wasn’t high and strong enough. I gave it one more chance. Love.

I like you, Connor". He was overwhelmed. He went even shyer because she just opened up what he could not. "I like you, too. I hope we can meet here again tomorrow". "Sure", she replied. They stood up. Connor shouldered her for a few meters before bidding her goodbye. Connor could not understand what he was feeling for her, but one thing was sure. She did affect her. Avice was having a good moment recapping Connor's shyness, as she walked back home. She felt like someone was walking behind her and looked back, but could not find anyone.

“I don’t know why he can’t understand that we don’t want to see or hear all of that. Shoot. The last two weekends at the bar were enough for me. I can go for another year without having to see any of that.” Chance shrugs his shoulders. “I find it cute. I just wish that I could be that much in love with someone one of these days.” I shake my head. “All I see are two horny bunny rabbits that can’t keep their hands off of each other. Ugh. Can’t they show some mercy to others?”

Chance never mentioned love… for him, this was just taking care of a business. But for her it was different… And Melora knew she won’t be able to hide her true feelings for long. One look from him and Chance will see this as an invitation to hurt her once again. He promised he wouldn’t do it, but… she was a Channing and she was Brando’s sister. Which was making her a perfect target for late revenge.

I let out a short, hollow scoff. “And then I’d listen to you. I’d believe you. Over and over again.” My gaze drops briefly to my hands. Then I lift it back to her. “But that won’t happen.” The porch light catches the wetness gathering in her eyes. “Can you give me another chance?” My throat tightens. “Please.” The word leaves me quietly. “Another chance to love you better.” My chest feels like it’s shaking. “Another chance to treat you with the love and respect you deserved from the start.”