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This woman is really testing the limits of my patience. "You want an explanation?" "Yes!" "Well listen carefully. Whatever relationship we had before, it was purely friendship, Meldrid. There were no romantic feelings attached whatsoever. Now if you think I fooled you and turned my back on you, then all I can say is I am not to blame because you were the only one deluding yourself that there was something between us. I changed? Damn! I didn't change, Meldrid. The only difference is that I am truly in love now, and that is who I am right now," I said firmly.

His hair is in dirty blonde color which I couldn't deny but- it suited him. He coughs and turns his head slightly to the side and I observe him more, eyes sticking to his side profile. I counted every piercing hanging on his ears and smirked in amusement when his sharp eyes penetrated mine and he got closer. "What are you doing" his voice was heard deep near mine and unconsciously my body moved forward into the warm feeling radiated from his body. "you got a nice tattoo" my voice came out in a low whisper mixing in the dark atmosphere as I let my sincere thought out and he went stiff but my body moved further into him. Captivated by the smell of his man column. I could smell him all day long

Hell! I lay down on the bed and picked up my cell phone, where I kept a lot of the Turkish music I used to listen to. Passion invaded me there more than before. I searched for a song that matched the moment I was going through. Before I knew the words to any Turkish song, I found all the melodies beautiful and romantic. I took out my headphones and put them in my ears to travel to one of the songs I found most beautiful. "Her Sey Biraz Hala Sen" Acoustic. By Emre Aydin.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

"Hmmm" "What if at univ you'll find someone prettier, smarter, cuter, hoter-" "No one can replace my Olivia" He touched my nose and ruffled my hair. He smiled "Try to be confident, you're beautiful and trust me you are. You're beautiful inside and out" He kissed my cheek "I love you" I hugged him "Hmm me too" He stroked my back "Okay let's go stroll again" After we have fun strolling the zoo, we went to Namsan tower. Namsan tower is famous about it's Love Lock. We go there, so excited to see the because I never been there.

She opened the door, looked at the delivery guy who just spoiled the romantic moment she was about to have again. "Thank you" she said and quickly shut the door with the box of pizza in her hand. "You didn't cook dinner?" Dennis asked, walking closer to her as she placed the box of pizza on a table in her living room. "Yes" she briefly replied, still realizing what just happened but the thought alone delighted her so much. "Are you hungry?" She turned at him and asked him. To her surprise, she found Dennis standing so close to her that their nose met. Dennis' eyes were filled with desire for the woman he loves, deep inside him, he could feel the love in his heart growing into deep passion th

’ His voice was incredulously calm. She could see passion in eyes as deep and mysterious as the ocean itself. ‘Where, Carrie, and how?’ his deadly soft voice reminded her. ‘Do you want to be like most and have sex in the bedroom. Or would you like to be bold and have me take you on this beautiful Italian rug, coloured with the birds of paradise.’

“You have given me a gift beyond measure, Mia. Not only your blood, but your unwavering trust and unconditional love. I am forever grateful for your presence in my immortal life.” I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, tasting the remnants of my blood. “And I am grateful for you, Jonathan. You’ve shown me a world of passion and devotion that I never thought possible. Drinking my blood is just another way for us to explore the depths of our connection.” As our lips parted, we sat there, locked in a moment of shared understanding and love.

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For a heartbeat, I thought she would, but then her body loosened, and her mouth parted against mine, answering. That tiny surrender wrecked me. I deepened it, one hand sliding to the back of her neck, keeping her right there, tasting the heat I knew she’d give me if I just pushed hard enough. She made a sound of half protest, half need and it was the sweetest fucking sound I’d ever heard. When I finally pulled back, she was breathless, staring at me like I’d just ripped the ground out from under her. Her lips were red, swollen. Her chest was rising fast.