Chasing His Substitute Lover Back Novels & Stories

"I will make you fall in love with me again. Even if it means using every trick in the book, even if I have to rewrite your memories again!" After saying that, he turned and rushed into the wind and snow with the still wailing Leo in his arms. His retreating back had a certain flavor of fleeing in defeat. I watched them disappear and shrugged, turning back to my apartment. Right now, I just wanted to make money, build a career, and chase men. Oh no, chase happiness. Who cares about that pair of doomed ones.

He went back and sank his butt into the sofa that had been placed at the close proximity from the bed while working on his laptop, feigning pretense, trying to concentrate on the report he was checking through. He craned his neck from side to side, trying to resolve the sudden stiffness in his neck, until he noticed Lucy- his blood sister, who grew up to turn to what he had least expected. He was the successor of the popular mafian king, Chase Louis and he had successfully carried on the legacy. He had made sure to keep her sister away from bloodshed or anything illegal, not to drown her in the mud their parents had built. Hunter had chosen to show her nothing but love, but she ruined every

Snow sprays into the air, misting through the rising sun. And she disappears into the distance. And this time… I won’t chase her. Not because I don’t care. Not because I’m bitter or proud. But because I understand now. We’ve both been clawing at something that no longer exists. Trying to force love to make up for wounds it was never meant to fix. It’s time to stop chasing. It’s time to stop performing the Hale script. Nico is welcome to it all. The companies, the pressure, the mansion.

Noah came to my defense before I could think of a fitting response to Summer's thinly veiled insult. "You're wrong, Summer," Noah said. "It's Summer, right?" She nodded. "I am actually the one who wishes more than anything to get Valeria back. Valeria and I were lovers once, you see and I'm so thankful that I've met her again. This time, I'm seizing the opportunity to get to be with her with both hands. I don't intend to let her slip away." Summer's lips were pursed, her eyes betraying her anger and irritation at Noah's defense of me. Beside her, Dimitri frowned.

James: " Bro, but don't you think it is quite difficult to find a girl from more that 20years ago just by the color of her eyes?" "I have to find her. There is no choice." With that he left the club and went home. * * * * "Mimi, where are you?" ********************************** ********************************** Somewhere unknown... "Boss, we have prepared everything that you asked for. Are you planning to go back there?" his assistant asked him shaking. "Yes, I want to go back. But I think we still have a bit more time to show up there." The assistant nodded his head understandingly. "Also, keep our people alert in the company and make sure they are not suspected of anything."

His groans muffled, eyes burning with lust and fury. Me tying the knots. Kidnapping him as he stepped toward his car. Obsessed. In love. Addicted. Following him for weeks, learning every habit, every weakness. The woods. Chasing him in a twisted game we played. Laughter, mine, wild and free. Then the cliff. The waterfall. Slipping, falling, blackness swallowing me whole. It all crashed back at once.

Chris holds my hands, "If you can't accept me again, can I be your lover instead. I don't care if you don't love me anymore. I will still be outside until the day I find someone I like." "That's not possible, idiot; if you become my lover, how can you find someone you like if you keep tailing me. Where did your brain go, mister number one?" I sigh and pull him closer to me; I place his head on my shoulder. I want to end this fast as possible because I don't want Arthur to kill me later.

came this time. “Then why.. ” “The chair’s for them,” he said, voice cool. “It keeps people out of my business. I don’t need Evelyn Bennett sniffing around. And I had no intention of marrying your sister. No healthy man would.” I couldn’t respond. I was still trying to process it. He knows I am a substitute? He turned toward the door and called out, “Isla.” The servant from earlier stepped in like she’d been waiting. “Yes, sir.”

He felt more convinced that if even after an intense, fervent night Valerie could still turn him down, then she was never going to love him anyway. “It is Chase she loves”, he concluded. It didn’t matter how identical he was to Chase, he still wasn’t him and could never be. It meant then he could never have her heart. After storming out of the office angrily, he headed straight to his mansion. As the day progressed, Chris ambled around the mansion aimlessly, trying to figure out what he had to do next.

“I don’t just want a piece of you. I want to love the whole you. The past, the present… all of it. If you’re okay with it, I want to go back to New York City. With you.” His eyes widened slightly. I rushed to explain before he could retreat. “I know it might hold some bad memories. But it holds good ones, too. So many good ones. I want to go back and overwrite the painful parts. Let’s live in the penthouse again, but not like before. This time, we won’t just be best friends hiding from what we really feel. We’ll be… Damien and Adrian. We’ll be lovers.”