Benci Jadi Cinta Novels & Stories

-"I don't know... I think she's in love with someone else" -"Αre you sure?" -"I'm sure. She had a romantic relationship with one of her kind. They were about to get married." -"But they didn't. You're her man now. Don't leave her. Try to show her that you're better than the other! If you really want the girl you have to give your best! It's on you man." -"I think you may be right" -"I am always right! To your win! Cheers!" -"Cheers"

“Um, well, he has—he’s been, you know, seeing someone. I can’t give you details—” “SEEN SOMEONE?” she gasped, the drama escalating to levels only she could produce. “Oh, the plot thickens like a well-stirred roux! The audacity! Is it serious? I must know every detail, my dear assistant!” Bencio pointedly avoided eye contact, not wanting to reveal too much but also aware that any mention of this “someone” would lead to an avalanche of questions he scarcely had the answers for. “It seems that maybe it is serious, but I—”

“Then this… this is a something.” He looked up at her, eyes steady. “Yeah. It is.” Benita set her coffee down and walked around the island. She stood in front of him, close but not clinging. Not this time. “I don’t want to pretend anymore,” she said. “Not that I don’t feel something. Not that it’s too late, or that I’m afraid. I’ve been afraid this whole time, Cillian, and it got me nowhere. And I—” She exhaled. “I love you. I’m not waiting for it to be easy or quiet or safe. I just want it to be honest.”

He sat down, lit a cigar, and exhaled a puff, trying to control his anger. —On that point, you’re right. Many of us end up falling in love with the wrong people... I’m an example of that. I studied Ideology, and for what? To be the wife of a mafia boss. I had many reasons not to get close to you, but what can I do? I fell in love with you from the first time I saw you in the university hallway. Vicente watched her in silence, visibly shaken by Catarina’s words. She stared at him, waiting for him to understand the importance of her decision to support Beck.

We sat in silence for a beat. He picked up his cup again. “I still remember what she did to Benny.” I looked down at my espresso. “Yeah.” “That boy had heart. Stupid, but heart.” “He married for love.” Domenico scoffed. “Love’s not a shield. Not in this family.” I knew the story by heart. Benny—Maddalena’s nephew—fell in love with a woman who wasn’t one of us. A schoolteacher. Sweet. Blonde. No ties to this life. They tried to keep it quiet, but nothing stayed quiet around Maddalena.

She asked staring at the both of us, I quickly pushed Benita away from my body, I didn't mean to do that but I don't even know why I did “Be…Benita is that you?” She asked with a shocked expression on her face “Who does it look like it is?” Benita fired back “Wait…I’m trying to process all of this, Lucas is Benita the lover you're talking about?” “Hmmm, do you know her?” I asked “Benita we are best friends, what are you doing with my husband” “It's simple Becky, I was already dating Lucas before you started your whole fangirl of a thing on my man, you ganged up with your parents and took my man away from me”

“Did you see her face?” “Don’t you ever embarrass me like that again,” I hiss, retrieving money from my wallet, my fingers shaking. “You’re so easy to embarrass that I can’t resist.” He traces a finger along my cheek. “Also, you blush right away. That’s cute.” “Stop touching me,” I snap, getting up. “Let’s go.” “All right, platonic relationship it is.” He raises his hands in mock surrender. “But I love you nonetheless, don’t you forget that!”

Giovanni If you had asked me six months ago whether I thought I’d fall in love again, I would have said no. I didn’t believe any love could compare to my first, and I wasn’t interested in trying to find one, no matter how much Gianna pressed me to meet someone. I was content with my bachelor lifestyle and believed it would stay that way. Then she slipped into my bed and my heart. Now I can’t imagine a life without her in it. A life without loving her, kissing her, and making love to her is something I don’t want to experience—not after we’ve found each other. I look down at her as she lies naked beneath me, smiling. I press a kiss on her lips, then another, and another, until we find a rhyth

A few seconds passed in silence before Jin said back, "You never know if you won’t try. Love is like war, you can’t get victory if you don’t fight." Elroy fell silent for a few seconds, then said, "But, it looks like I really have nothing against it. Bianca is too high to reach. She was a princess of bison island. Bianca and I are like heaven and earth." Elroy was embarrassed to admit it. He believes that there is nothing wonderful about him, let alone to be loved. He believes that his love has no destination. "Impress her." Jin advised.

"My hands sweat, my heart starts pounding, I feel chills all over my body. It's... strange." I smiled from ear to ear at her words, and an immense happiness washed over me. "B, you are in love." "What?! No, you're crazy, Ari. I barely know him. We've crossed paths a few times, that's all." "Well, well, maybe talking about falling in love is premature, but you like him, and a lot." "This is madness. It would only bring me more problems. Besides, I don't matter to him. He's only kind to me because of you." Bianca lowered her gaze, and I noticed how sadness took over her again. "I must disgust him."