Djs Got Me Falling In Love Again Novels & Stories

“ Hope this party is not too dull for you?” “What?” she shrieked cutely. “ No, No” She turned gestured with her thumb behind them and added. “ I mean does that look like something that would bore me?” Daniel turned around and looked at the scene. Some guys had began to crowd a nearby cooler for drinks. Others had began to rush for food at another corner, Segun being one of them, unsurprisingly. The DJ had changed the song to “Got to love you” by SEAN PAUL and everybody began to cheer and dance to it. Some couples had taken the opportunity to grind into each other. Daniel smiled and turned to resume staring ahead.

There were photos of Celestia, photos of Celestia and me, photos of Levi and Celestia - but not a single family photo of the three of us. Celestia had once suggested taking a family photo, but Levi made an excuse about having to take a call. He clearly just didn't want to be in a picture with me. Now I understand clearly. I don't want to fool myself anymore, don't want to heal myself through disappointment anymore. It's just that Jessa's appearance this time means I can't deceive myself anymore. I don't want to compromise anymore, don't want to torture each other anymore. Torture each other?

"I'll send someone to get you when it's time to cut the cake." I nodded and stumbled toward the suite. The moment I walked through the door, my foot caught on the edge of the carpet. Instead of hitting the floor, I fell hard against a solid chest. My head spun, and the world blurred as if I had plunged straight into a dream. Laurent's impatient voice sounded in my ear. "Debbie, get up." "No!" I slurred, squinting through my drunken haze. I cupped his face in the darkness and pinned him down, sitting directly on his lap. "Are you seriously going to reject me even in my dreams?"

But I was blinded by my love for you until the truth was revealed right in front of me, and I was forced to accept it. I know why you did all that in the past. I didn't have enough money to fund your lifestyle, and now the tables have turned. Yes! I have dealt with Jordan so badly that he has nothing left. He doesn't even have a house to his name, so you no longer have any use for him.

He opened the passenger door for me, as always, and I let my hand trail across his as I got in. We didn’t talk much during the drive. Music hummed softly through the speakers. We listened to some R&B playlist Jordan claimed was "random," though I caught the cheeky glances he gave me when certain lyrics played. Lyrics about loving a person hard and never wanting to lose them. Although he would never admit it, the man was a hopeless romantic.

"Hmmm sob*sob* hmmm... no...hmmm...I don't like losing you, hmmm sob*sob* hmmm...why do we need to do this? we were so much fine before...why can't we be like before...hmmm sob*sob* hmmm please I can't let you go...Esther...please not like this..." "Ssshhh...I won't go anywhere...but I am just letting you go instead, you have a lot to figure and even if I wanted to help you I can't...what we did before is such a great time for me, I thought I hate it but I loved it when you keep coming to see me, those snatch kiss, all your gesture even we don't have a real deal to each other, even the label is missing, I love everything I have done with you and I guess I will love it again and again even...

Her gaze darted towards the nachos in my hand. She opened her mouth while closing her eyes. I put the nachos in her mouth. “Did you buy that ring?” she asked in a muffled voice when I put those nachos in her mouth. My eyes widened, and my hands trembled when I succeeded in making the statement. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at me through her eyelashes. The sadness and anger in her eyes made me feel stabbed. “I bought it, my love. I bought it.” I replied hurriedly, pulling her into my embrace.

Dying inside, still acting like a cold CEO. If I left him alone, he’d bottle it up until it made him sick. So I poked the bruise on purpose. “I saw something on social media today: ‘Find someone who loves you to be your ATM. Find someone you love to be your lover.’ Honestly? That lifestyle sounds kind of appealing. What do you think?” Travis’s face darkened. “Don’t even think about it.” “What if I already have?” A flicker of heartbreak crossed his eyes. “I know the rumors. I’m not blaming you. It must be those guys. They’re too scheming, using dirty tricks to tempt you.”

"I wonder who the artist is?" "Hold that thought," he pulled out his phone to quickly Shazam the tune. "There you go—" He showed her the results. "—Choose To Love by Photronique." "I think it's fitting, don't you think?" She asked. "It is," Liam agreed. "Are you happy?" "Completely." She sighed as she melted into his arms again. "Me too," he admitted. "But I'll be even happier once I take off that dress and fuck you good. Prepare to be mindblown tonight, Princess. The doctor gave me a clean bill of health."

He didn't stop there. He gave me his black shirt to wear. He didn't gave me any under garments. I was only wearing shirt and It was covering half of my thighs. But he was looking at me so hungrily. I knew what he was thinking but I had no energy for that but he started teasing me. I wanted to go to the room to avoid the situation but he caught and started loving me on the stairs. In the evening I got up and he took me to the party. We were enjoying the party when I was talking with kinza. After that We went to washroom but as I came back I was searching for him. Meanwhile I saw him. He was dancing with a girl and he was really very close to her. He was holding her from her waist and both of