Delilah Green Doesn't Care Novels & Stories

To try and play to my own benefit because I knew that she would be willing to stand… and when she stood, she was going to be the one person to put every one in place. “About time,” Delilah said, stepping out from the darkness like she belonged in the shadows. Her voice was smooth, with the kind of sweetness that made men mistake honey for poison. She smiled at me, her green eyes, so much like her mother’s, glinting beneath the low light of the study. “I did not expect to see you spending this much time allowing anyone to talk back out to you or even argue with you. Even the idea of someone questioning your decisions was not one that I had in mind.” I studied her for a moment. Dressed in blac

“It was… good.” Delilah narrowed her eyes, not buying it. “Good? That’s it? Girl, you were gone all night, showed up this morning in yesterday’s hoodie, and you’re walking like you just left a yoga retreat and a warzone at the same time. You better cough up some details.” I rolled my eyes, laughing softly. “Fine. It was better than good.” Her eyes lit up, and she let out a dramatic gasp. “Oh my god. Did he do stuff like Christian Grey?”

As far as I know, this pack is going to fail at some point, whether it be when Derek takes over or when his father makes a move on Derek's child. I don’t know if I should even care about what happens because it's not my situation. Even though I feel something here, I am sure it's because I want to feel inside her again. She was amazing, I'm not sure if it's because of the drugs that she consumed on a dare or if she is naturally that passionate and feisty. The morning period passed and it was lunchtime, I couldn’t wait to see Delilah but I know it was not someone I can be with. Maybe I shouldn’t even bother watching what she does, she doesn’t even know I stare at her.

“Dying to get between those legs. How can you, a young, pretty, classy, hardworking girl, want to leave that quiet life behind and choose me? Marry me? Step into a loveless marriage that will only hurt you every damn time?” “Zeden…” Delilah started, voice soft but steady. “I like you very much. I can’t think of anyone else. And I don’t care if you don’t love me now. I’m sure you’ll love me someday. You’ll learn. I’m very certain of that.” A quick, victorious smile curved Julie’s lips as she watched Delilah confess. She looked like she’d already won. The sight made rage bubble inside me so violently I thought the whole room would feel it. If anyone looked at me right now I’d cut them with my

I can feel her staring at the side of my face, eyes cutting through every lie. But she lets it go. “Today was a long day,” she says. “It was.” “I can’t wait to get on a plane tomorrow.” “Me too.” She hesitates, then says, “Does this mean you’ve given up on Delilah?” The answer is simple. No. Delilah is lightning in a bottle. There’s no one else like her. No clones. No doppelgangers. And yeah, she’s toxic. But I’ve tasted her chaos, and I want it. I crave it. Whoever experiences her would understand why.

Delilah joked with a teasing laugh. "I know!" She moaned. "Its just... I've never done cheerleading before. I'm doing it to feel close to my best friend back in England. I really wish, I knew it was today because I would've definitely practised last night." "Don't worry, You'll do great." Delilah soothed then gently squeezed Jenna's shoulder." This is also my first time trying out but I hope to do well since I became more flexible from doing contemporary dancing." "Wow, you do contemporary?" Jenna lifted both her eyebrows.

"Riezel seems like a lovely person. I'm sure you'll grow to like her once you get to know her better." I glanced up at him, trying to gauge his reaction. But instead of looking convinced, he just raised an eyebrow at me. "You really think so, Delilah?" he asked, his voice skeptical. "You think I'm just being paranoid?" I nodded, trying to appear confident. "Yes, I do. Riezel is beautiful, intelligent, and charming. What's not to like?" I described Riezel's perfect appearance to him, from her long, curly brown hair to her piercing green eyes. I told him about her elegant smile and her poised demeanor. But no matter how hard I tried to convince him, Raphael just shook his head.

Delilah blinked. Venessa left the room. “Deli!” Elena rushed to her, Ava right behind her. “Are you okay? Why'd you run? People are talking. ” “I’m fine,” she lied too quickly“Just...feeling a little nauseous.” Ava grinned knowingly. “Wait… are you pregnant? ” Delilah blinked “What...no!” “Oh my God, ” Ava gasped playfully, nudging Delilah “You too didn't even wait until after the wedding, huh? I knew you'd get back together! ”