Entre El Amor Y El Odio Capítulo 2 소설 & 이야기

Rosana arched her back off the seat and close her eyes, loving how his beard felt against my skin. "I am listening" He groaned, cupping her left brè@st and squeezing firmly. "I... I hated you" She blurted out, her sanity lines fading away as he flattened his warm tongue on her chest. He licked her cleavages and gave them soft bites. "Oh..." "Mi odi ancora, Bambolina." [You still hate me, Babydoll] Yes, she did. But that was the last thing she could consider at the moment. Not when he gripped her thighs and slid his cold hand between them.

"I'll kill you!" Lydia only laughed. If she wasn't drunk or under the heat like I had been earlier. I would say she had run mad. She looked at me in a way that made my wolf snarl like the hungry beast it was. "Hate is a strong emotion. The line between love and hate is thin. They both share a common denominator, intense passion." "It doesn't change the fact that I hate you with every inch of me. If you think the kiss from earlier changes anything, you are painfully wrong."

The pack healed in Chapter 23, Lila's Mist soothing wounds, her sapphire eyes tearful but resolute, emotions of relief mingling with grief. Kael's confession deepened in Chapter 24, his past cult ties fully revealed, dimming his tattoo as Alya confronted him, Ember snarling, but love prevailing in forgiveness. Victory's glow in Chapter 25 sealed with a final love scene under stars, Alya and Kael's bodies entwining, tattoos blazing, passion a testament to growth.

“But it makes me forget… that I should hate you.” The words slipped out before I could pull them back. His smirk faltered. For once, Luca Valenti didn’t look smug. He looked… intrigued and overly interested. “Should?” he repeated softly. I swallowed, my body screaming at me to retreat. But my feet didn’t move. My heart thundered as he leaned closer, his breath warm against my ear. “You don’t hate me half as much as you want to,” he murmured. My pulse spiked, my hands curling at my sides.

This woman is really testing the limits of my patience. "You want an explanation?" "Yes!" "Well listen carefully. Whatever relationship we had before, it was purely friendship, Meldrid. There were no romantic feelings attached whatsoever. Now if you think I fooled you and turned my back on you, then all I can say is I am not to blame because you were the only one deluding yourself that there was something between us. I changed? Damn! I didn't change, Meldrid. The only difference is that I am truly in love now, and that is who I am right now," I said firmly.

She whimpered, her voice breaking, “Everything I did, I did it because I loved you.” I laughed, a harsh, bitter sound that filled the room, “Love? That’s what you call it?” I leaned down, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at me, “If what you felt for me was love, then I want no part of it, your love is nothing but poison, Erika and now, it’s time for you to pay for what you did.” “No! Please!” She sobbed, struggling against the bindings, “I’m sorry, Zade! I’ll do anything. Just… Just let me go, please!”

The taste of blood from my bitten lip was a clear testament to the absolute chaos of her mouth. The anger that had nearly driven us apart just seconds ago was instantly rewired. Somehow, hate had transformed into a raw, electric desperation that burned through every fiber of our being. Amaya’s hands stopped pounding against my chest. With a soft, broken sob that was swallowed straight into my throat, her fingers uncurled, sliding up the lapels of my jacket to grip it with a frantic intensity.

Hated the strange warmth it created. Hated him. Most of all, she hated herself for noticing anything at all. "I got lost." "Inside my private study?" His eyes narrowed. For a moment they simply stared at each other. A challenge. A battle. Neither willing to blink first. The storm crashed against the windows. Lightning flashed. The room brightened. And suddenly Adrian moved. One step towards her. That's all. Yet the distance between them vanished instantly. Celine's pulse jumped. He was too close.

Rain is pouring on both of us drenching us and hiding our tears. "They are jealous of us, of our love. They are jealous because they can't have what we have. They tried to break us emotionally but failed every time because it's not easy to separate us. I swear of you, till morning they both have on your feet asking your mercy." He said with his greeted teeth and that was the last word I heard from him because after that a nausea hit me, my body gave up and I don't know when black dots spread in front of my vision. ......................................................................

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