Novel & Cerita Can A Psychopath Love

How had I convinced myself to be alone in the same space with this psychopath? “You said something when we were still at my father’s place,” I said. “You said you could never fall in love because of things like this. Tell me, does this look like love to you?” I expected him to laugh as usual, but surprisingly, he didn’t. From the rear view mirror, I noticed the serious expression on his face as he focused on the road. “I’ll admit, it doesn’t. But like I said, it’s not my place to advise him. If this is what he thinks will make him happy, then so be it.” He said with a note of finality.

The hallucination talked again could feel the anger, disgust, hatred bottling up inside me. How should I explain? To be honest I don feel anything for killing people. I just like seeing their scared faces, begging me and crying for mercy. I love it all, if that makes me a devil. “Then I’ll consider myself as the devil.” I coldly murmured under my breath whilst punching the mirror until it shattered down into pieces. Leaving my right hand bleeding, the pieces of glass stuck into my skin. Covering my face with a bleeding hand, I smiled back at my reflection on the shattered pieces of mirror. “ I love giving pain, I love receiving pain, I’m a psychopath.”

“I told you it’s because I love you.” “But you don’t love me, Bolton. You don’t marry someone and then fuck around. Maybe, maybe, if it was a one-time drunken mistake, we might be able to work past that, but this is just a dumpster fire of lies, deceit, and infidelity. If you’re going to sit there and say you love me, then you’re a goddamn psychopath. Are you a psychopath?” He stared at me. “I’m actually asking you. Because that’s the only explanation I can think of.”

Even when I knew too well that nobody, for any fucking reason, should murder another— Even when I knew that murder has no excuse— I still wanted to hear him. I still convinced myself that I needed to hear him out. And now, I was here with him, not even asking him anymore. Not even caring about anything else—the murder, anything. All I cared about was him. Just him. And now, just a moment ago, I had admitted to myself that this… this wasn't just a mate bond. No, it wasn't. Like I fucking liked—no, scratch that. I loved this psychopath.

His features hardened. "Exactly. I felt the same when you said those rubbish things," I said, before letting out a sigh. "You are the best thing that happened to me, Sy. If you were not in my life, I would be left alone in my darkness forever. It was you who gave me strength to fight my demons, gave me hope. If I have to deal with a thousand enemies like them to be with you, I would do it without a second thought. So don't you dare say you're not good enough for me. Yes, you're a psychopath who is obsessed with me. But you're my psychopath," I whispered, brushing my lips against him. A shaky breath left him. "I love you more than anything in this entire world. Always know that. And about the

We were sitting on his worn-out expensive leather sofa talking about my future. "We love you, Tess, maybe it's the personality in you that makes it seem true, but somehow your grandmother and I feel that your love for us is real." Yeah, he knew, he understands very well that psychopaths were able to blend in and express loving emotion while we felt nothing on the inside.

And now I am married to a psychopath who can't love. It makes me cry that I will never know how it feels to be loved. That I will die unloved. I was just wishing that if he was going to be a cruel husband then he should just end my life today. But in some parts of my heart, I was hoping that he would turn out to be one of the husbands who just leave their wives on their own, only come to them when they need heirs. Maybe if we had children then I can have someone who would love me.

What I felt at that time was something I don't wish to repeat again. "Wow. That is quite a story. Steph, I know that you are still hurt by what that jerk did to you, but I promise not to put you on the same experience. I love you with all of my heart and would like to spend the rest of my days with you. This I know for sure that it is you that I love. I know you might feel uncomfortable being with me and having so many rivals since they all throw themselves at me, but I want you to know that I love you. I have never felt this way before with anyone, not even my former girlfriend.

"It took you long enough to figure me out,I'm quite disappointed in you,you are so weak" "What do you want?"Luca asked him, looking at himself in the mirror and seeing the way his eyes changed easily. He needed to suppress this side of his before he went insane,not only was he a lover of blood,he derived in seeing him too in pain,he was clearly a psychopath. "I think that question needs to be figured out by you,you created me so you know the reason for doing that ''The other personality said laughing evilly,loving the mind games he was playing with him.

He said, a big grin on his face, “once I threaten you with her, you'll eventually have to agree, right? You can't go against my will then. Felza, I love you so much, I can't let you go.” My eyes reddened, “I thought you loved Halo like your own!” and did he just say he loved me? He was a psychopathic crazy ass man. He never loved me; he was just obsessed. “You're not going to get away with this. You want a Luna that would never love you?” “If that's the price I'll have to pay for being with someone I love, then so be it. I don't care. Nothing matters as long as you're with me.”