Novel & Cerita Bad Boy Love

“I won’t be able to survive if he breaks my heart again.” “I know, but how sure are you that he would break your heart? What if he is being honest now and you are going to push him away like you did all those guys before him who may have wanted more than sex from you? So tell me, are you going to accept the bad boy and reject the good boy?” I chuckled at that, “Adrian is still a bad boy.” “But he wants to have a girlfriend.” “He didn’t say that.” “Oh yeah? What do you think? He just wants to tell you that he loves you and then nothing, you guys will say hi in the morning and goodbye in the evening?”

"Which bad boy is that?" "His name is Rain," she said, her voice a soft purr. "He’s the one who kidnaps people and keeps them in caves. He’s a bad boy who looks at me like he wants to eat me alive. A kind of guy that wants to fuck me even in the presence of my husband." I felt the heat surging through me. My blood was on fire now. I looked around the dark cave, the shadows stretching deep into the back. The storm outside was loud, the thunder shaking the ground beneath us.

he said "hmm, so you are saying you are a bad person, a badboy'' I smiled "Yeah I am a badboy and that makes you a bad girl with you by my side" ''so you are saying I am the badboy's bad girl right?" "no wrong" he grab my chin forward "you are beautiful like a doll, feisty and strong so I'd say you are The Badboy's baby doll" he stated darkly with a smirk.

The bad boy alpha. What was I to do. I looked away. Stared at my feet. "Hey hey" I looked up at him. "Look at me whenever you want to talk to me." He said. "Why?" "I need to see your eyes" he said. Suddenly I began to feel hot. Damn! He was too good looking up close. His eyes. Wow. I swallowed. My throat had suddenly gone dry. I licked my lips and was tempted to vent like he said,but I suddenly remembered what he had done to me.

“That’s the point. But a villain who loves me? He’d choose me every damn time and let the world burn. That’s what I want. A guy who looks at me and says, ‘to hell with everyone else.’” Her mouth opened, but I kept going, my words spilling out faster now. “And let’s be real, a nice guy is always nice to everyone. So when he’s nice to you, it’s not even special. But a bad boy? The kind that treats the world like dirt but melts only for you? That’s rare. That’s special.”

“We could have been everything and you decided to be nothing. Why did you make me believe that you were mine? Why did you rip out my heart when I wasn't even going to give you yours? Was I not enough? Isn't my love enough for you? he rebuked him angrily and tearfully, falling to his knees, devastated by all the damage done. Love? Just the two of them... He screamed, he screamed, he hit the ground, feeling less and less pain and when he thought he would be okay that was where his soul hurt the most, “No one knows about our secret, no one will ever know, only you and me, my love. Wow, Richard and Aly had a secret relationship. “I will always love you, I will never stop doing so.” she promised,

I heard him slam his hand into the wall above the headboard to avoid having it from bang against the wall as he forcefully thrusted into me from behind. But after a few moments, we both realized the effort to stay quiet is useless. I was again repositioned by my man like a rag doll, lying on my back again with my legs thrown over Adrian's shoulders as he leaned down to kiss me again, pretty much making me fold in half as he pounded into me. My sweet Adrian wasn't not here anymore, there's only the possessive and hard bad boy left. I loved how he had two different sides. There was the cute Adrian, who made sweet slow love to me then cuddles me afterwards, and then there's the bad boy, who was

I gulped hard against the memories of what we had overcome. Loving Jordan Hill wasn’t part of the plan. Until he came like a robber at night. I was the bad boy’s lottery, never knew I was his soon-to-be-possession. Hide me not, Jordan. Possess me forever. The End

“No? So it’s the first reason?” When I was deciding to stay away from him, did I go into categorising what kind of bad boy he is? No. I didn’t need to. Whether he is a jerk or not, at the end of the day, bad boys cut your heart out and watch you bleed while they move on to the next new exciting thing. I shake my head. I mean, sure, that’s part of it, but it doesn’t cover everything. “Alright, tell me. What kind of bad boy broke your heart?”