Are You Mad At Me Book Novels & Stories

I walked away, and Trian followed. I didn’t utter a word to him even as we reached my room. I picked up my book and began reading. “You’re mad at me,” he stated. “I’m not.” “You sure sound mad, even now.” “I… okay, maybe I am a bit mad at you.” “Why?”

Her face was covered with charcoal and her apron was a mess. “I am sorry.” She pressed down her lips and blinked her cute blue eyes, the anger I felt inside suddenly reduced. Who in this world can stay angry at this girl? “What the heck do you think you are doing?” I raised my voice but deep down I wasn’t mad at her, I just wanted her to think I am mad at her. She stepped away from the table and pointed at the menu book that was on the table. “I wanted to make that for breakfast.” She said softly. “But, I ended up burning the whole meal.” She closed her eyes and sobbed.

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I want the result right away. “What is it?” I asked in excitement and drank my wine. “I think you should not see it, young master.” Mr. Lewis seems surprised while gazing at the book. “Huh? Why? Let me see!” I snatched the book from him before he could react. And my eyes widened from what I read: THERE’S NO WAY SHE WILL LIKE AN EGOISTIC BRUTE LIKE YOU. GET LOST. It was written in bold letters and it seems like I am hearing Vivienne yelling in my head while I am reading it in my mind.

I hissed irritatedly and she stared back at me with a dazed expression. "W...wait, what's h... happening? Why...am I here? What did I d...do wrong?" she stuttered, her lips trembling in fear and I immediately felt triggered. "Did you just ask me what you did wrong? Really? Did you not just hear what I said? Okay then, let me be kind enough to refresh your memory. You my dear, kicked me out of the cafe you work at a few days ago and you didn't just kick me out, you disrespected and insulted my friend and I in the most rude and insolent way. In other words, you forgot your place you stupid, irrelevant bitch!" I yelled furiously at her, recalling how she had boldly and daringly embarrassed us a

“I don’t care anymore. This madness is making me mad again and again. No matter how many times I try to stay away from you I always end up raising a new madness in my heart of having you.” I roughly pushed his shoulders while my eyes started to get teary. Why can’t he understand. Why he has to be this stubborn. In frustration I yelled right at his face. “WHY. WHY CANT YOU UNDERSTAND. I DON'T WANT YOU. I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU WANT. YOU CAN GO TO HELL WITH YOUR MADNESS ASSHOLE. LEAVE ME. JUST LET ME GO. AND GO BACK. I SAID LET ME G-----” He grabbed my wrists and pinned them on the bed. He also replied to me with the same intensity.

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With tears burning my eyes, I rushed toward the ICU. But a crushing grip suddenly locked around my wrist. It was Damian. Every drop of frustration and despair I'd bottled up over the past days finally shattered. I thrashed against his grip, my voice cracking into a raw, desperate wail, "My mother was never the other woman! She never was!" "They twisted everything, and my mother is the one who has to pay for it! Why? Why her!" Damian frowned at my outburst. "Amelia, calm down." Just as my strength was about to give out, a doctor rushed out of the room.

"Don't just sit on your ass, go and help your mother." I smile as Xavier strides over to help me. I pat him on the back in thanks as he reaches for the plates and brings them to the table. We all sit together, the clatter of forks and plates mixing with the soft murmur of conversation. Steam rises from the spaghetti but I barely notice it. My eyes wander over my family, taking in the effortless ease of being together. I'm the luckiest woman alive. I’m loved in ways I never imagined, cherished in ways I never deserved, and I am forever Their Beautiful Madness—the wild, sacred chaos of two souls who made their home in mine.

On that note… Alexandra’s story is titled: Chaos Is My Crown Blurb: “You’re mad,” I said, staring at him like he had completely lost his mind. A slow smile spread across his face as he stepped closer. “Mad for you.” I almost laughed. “I’m going to get rid of this thing you think you can use to trap me,” I said, my voice calm, steady, and dangerous. “Let’s see how mad for me you are after that.” I turned to leave. “You won’t dare.” That made me stop. Then I smiled.