Novel & Cerita Hazbin Hotel Addict

"Yes, I heard he's very flirty and a bastard. That punk is crazy after girls. If he likes someone, he instantly gets physical with that girl. If that girl refuses, then he blackmails her emotionally. " "In short, he is sex addicted.” "Oh, my goodness, we are dealing with a person who is selfish and rouge." I greeted my teeth in frustration "Is it okay to deal with our new project with him?" I asked Henry, grabbing his attention. "I’m not sure!" He looked back at me. "The safety of our staff girls is also important to us. Henry, if there is such a thing with us, it will be difficult to stay." "I’ll talk to the brother." Henry said, "I understand the situation."

“I told you. Now it’s your turn.” I pushed his arm away and spun out of his grasp, once again running my fingers through my hair as I struggled to put the words together in a sentence that was so simple. “What is the problem, Brenda?” I stopped and close my eyes. “You’re addicted to sex”—I opened them again—“and I’m addicted to love.” He stopped. Freeze. His eyes widened a tiny amount. Enough that I noticed it. “I’m addicted to love and people. I get addicted to the sounds of people’s voices and the touches of their hands. I get addicted to their habits, their quirks. I am in love with love.”

“Fine. But I am not leaving.” Later that night, Dr. Adrian sat alone in his office. The lamp cast shadows across the room, highlighting the deep lines carved into his face. He pulled a small amber bottle from his desk, shaking two pills into his palm before swallowing them dry. His hands trembled faintly, the weight of years pressing hard. For a long moment, he sat there, eyes closed, breathing slow. Katherine… I am still keeping her safe. I will not fail.

I wouldn't know if he was emotionally and mentally fit. “It’s safe to say I am addicted to sex. It has been the way I handle my attacks and believe me, I can't help it. I have tried to get treated without the world finding out that Scarlett Cobbs is sick. I have done all I could and I found my way until a month ago.” Finn listened attentively and held my gaze his hazel eyes were doing unspeakable things to me down there but as I said, it was unspeakable... At least for now.

Francisco's nose brushed against her cheek as he whispered, "Hazel!" His eyes remained closed, taking in the scent of her hair, savoring the intimacy of the moment. He tightened his grip on her waist, pulling her closer. "I think I've become addicted," he confessed, his voice a mix of awe and vulnerability. Hazel, her eyes still closed, asked softly, "Addicted to what?" "You," Francisco answered without hesitation. "Addicted to you." Hazel's heart skipped a beat at his words. "Addiction is not a good thing," she cautioned gently, her voice barely above a whisper.

I was descending the hallway of the hotel, and for the first time in my life, I was helpless. I banged on doors, desperate for help. The drug was taking over me, making me gasp for air. That fucking pair drugged me without checking the dosage. I went on banging, and when I couldn't take it anymore, I collapsed in front of a room, my skin burning.

Now what you’re going to do is fucking simple, I want you to become a fucking drug to Diego, more of a poisonous drug. Puzzlement clouded my face at the words. Poisonous drug? What does that mean. ‘I don’t understand?’ ‘He’s a fucking sex addict and once you get someone badly addicted to something, specifically someone, it’s hard for the person to pull through from it….. That’s what I want you to become, I want you to sex him every single day and have him totally intoxicated.’ ‘And then what?’ I questioned.

Cengiz pulled her closer to him and looked at her with a serious look, “If you want me to stop, all you have to do is say the word” he said quietly, thinking maybe it was time to put an end to his bad addiction. Angela listened quietly, “I’m not going to tell you to stop honey, when you want to, you will do it yourself” she said as she looked up into his eyes, thinking they had been through a lot together over the years. On the opposite side of the city, Hunter was sitting inside a bar, enjoying some drinks to celebrate the first of Adrian’s many downfalls. He was the one who had got someone to put the illegal substances in the hotel and call the police.

I begged her and promise not to drink nor smoke again,but who was I kidding it was already in me,I'm used to it,I'm already addicted to it. I always tried to make sure that she doesn't suspect that I'm still a drug addict,and everything was going flowly for us. On one faithful day Mom traveled and decide to lodge in a hotel, she saw Safeenah and her friends,I'm very sure it was her friends but she believe that Safeenah was also a bad girl and she believe she is a bad influence to me,since then Mom never want to see her around me,I tried all my best to explain to her but she never listen to me

Jade Pov I can't even open my eyes cause of the amount of heaven I took last night. As Zan said I got addicted to heaven. Is it worth it? I don't know. All I know is my life is not likable, I loved killing, you can't blame me for that though cause I have an animalistic monster inside me but now it's not appealable cause I am living as a human in between them. There is no big difference cause I already lived like one among the supernatural.