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she drew small circles filling the shape, “something else fills it up. “Rage and confusion and Instinct—raw, unchecked instinct mind you.” “Your Alpha has been suppressing a chemical drive designed to break down his body if it goes unfulfilled. He doesn’t just want you, he needs you.” She continued, tone gravely quiet. “When that need is denied for too long, the brain stops distinguishing threat from desire. It starts making false justifications, hallucinations and irrational triggers. That’s when he’s considered unsafe.” I said nothing. My gaze locked on the desk. “You get it now,” she said. Without waiting for a response, she stood. “I guess I’ll see you in six months.”

I’ll go back to panicking about that later. Because she can’t fucking stay there. The longer she stays there, the more in danger she continues to be in. Those words catch fire… and shit, I’m going to do something really stupid. Monumentally stupid. The impulse is already causing me to move. Adrenaline fires on all cylinders. “Mags, I need you to--”

My impulsive decisions led me into making a grave mistake. When I witnessed her being intimate with my father earlier, a surge of intense jealousy flared inside me. I must admit that the sight awakened my lust. A dark impulse whispered in my ear, urging me to go to Angie's room. Without hesitation, I rummaged through her luggage to find her underwear. Once I found it, I used it to satisfy my own desires, imagining that I was the man she was with. I was completely desperate. I loved her, yet I was powerless to win her back from my father, especially now that she was actively pushing me out of her life.

"He's desperate. That makes him dangerous." "Dangerous how?" "Desperate people do desperate things. They hurt people they wouldn't normally hurt. They make decisions they wouldn't normally make." Emilia's voice was flat. "If Kane thinks we're a threat to his survival, he won't hesitate to eliminate us." "Then we don't let him think that." "How do you propose we do that?" I thought about it. About all the cons I'd run. About all the people I'd convinced to trust me when they shouldn't have.

That we could have mornings like this, easy and unremarkable. "What are you thinking?" Damien asks, accepting the mug I hand him. "That this feels dangerous." "Good dangerous or bad dangerous?" "I don't know yet. Both, maybe." He takes a sip, considering. "Can I tell you something I learned in therapy?" "Always." "Dr. Morrison says that people like us—people who've experienced relationship trauma—we often mistake safety for boredom and danger for excitement. We're so used to chaos that calm feels wrong. So when things are actually healthy, we sabotage them because our nervous systems don't recognize peace as safe."

"Which, while I'm sure was very helpful for your purposes, brother, doesn't address the larger issue. Does it, Eve?" Eve swallowed hard. "No." "No," Damian agreed. He stood, moving around the desk with predatory grace. "This ability to project desire, to influence others' arousal....it's dangerous. Useful, but dangerous. And you've just proven you can't control it yet." "I'm trying to learn...."

“It's not supposed to bother you if your body was not screaming for me.” I ground my teeth. “I swear, you're delusional, Damien.” “Am I?” He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Let's do a test. If I whisper exactly what I want to do to you and you don't flinch, blink or shiver…you cut my dick off. In or out?”

Even just to move her mouth or open her eyes Bella felt inadequate. She really felt that she was on the verge of life and death now. #Hello. Thank you for reading Dangerous Man until recently. If you wish, please give a review of this story. This will really help me to be better in the future. Thank you♥️

I have lost my sanity and good judgment; all because of one stupid boy. I ponder my plausible remedy for the disease that plagues me. If I can only indulge these illegal desires, the fulfillment will lead to a permanent release from the curse. I have no reasoning for this, no logical proof that this will be the case. But I must break free of these chains, no matter what. But it's best to exercise restraint. Maybe training myself to ignore these animal impulses will help more than giving in to this emotional nonsense. I always thought I had above-average control over my impulses, well, at least until I entered this new world.

I looked at my stupid alarm wondering why it hadn't woken me up earlier, and then ,i remembered I had actually spoilt it the last time it rang by hitting it so hard. It's been three days now , three days since that incident, since I got lost in the Forest and met him , for the first two days I kept thinking about him and his words , I think he's right ,I should have been greatful instead of being so scared of him or hurting him with my words ,but after the third day ,I decided to forget all about him . It isn't like we would meet again another day . When I was seven ,my grand mother had told me stories of the blood pack and made me believe they were the most dangerous,not only that , the mos