روايات وقصص ضمن He Bet On My Love Then Lost Everything

I sensed being useless and no longer a man. "Say a word and your girlfriend, whatever her name is, will be gone forever." Every cell in my body burned into the inferno of betrayal, my dad was the betrayer. If he had been strong enough to resist Pandora's charms, all of these wouldn't be happening. Because of her, I've lost my mother, my first love, and now my only love surviving. "What would my life be like if I lose her?" I muttered to myself almost unconsciously, I felt faint as my sight turned blurry. The next moment I dropped.

I ask with venom lased in my voice. “You love.” “Hell no! We’ve already been through this, I don’t and I never will belong to anyone!” “Oh yes you do! And that person is me love.” He says with a little bit of an edge to his voice. I look him in the eyes and say, “Only in your dreams.” and walk away.

“How could you believe these, I never once made you doubt my loyalty to you even as your contracted wife, Ethan.” “I know Elah, I allowed my jealousy to get the better side of me.” “Ethan, how do I know this is not just another of your games?” I asked, skeptical. He shook his head, despair in his eyes. “I lost everything, Elah. I lost you. I lost myself. I can not change the past, but I want to make amends.” “If I was joking, I wouldn't be here kneeling in public and telling you how much I want you Elah. You have shown me what true love really is. I had not experienced the kind of love you showed me during those times we were together.”

"Why am I still with Steven?" "Everything has been so messed up here lately Pretty sure he don't want to be my baby Oh he don't love me He don't love me He don't love me He don't love me But that's okay Everything is gonna be alright Everything is gonna be just fine It's gonna be a good, good life I'm a mess I'm a loser I'm a hater I'm user- Wait what," I stand from the bed and grab my phone from the drawer, "Lyrics for Bebe Rexha I'm a mess. Here we go.

“Promise me all of your tomorrows. Promise me the moon. Promise me everything that isn’t yours to promise. Because if I lose you, then I am left with nothing, anyway. If I lose you, I lose myself too.” A lone tear worked its way down her cheek, and I kissed it away before it could leave a stain on her skin. My hand moved from her core to my painfully hard cock, gripping it and positioning it between her lips, rubbing it against her to ready both of us for what was next. “You won’t have nothing,” she murmured, her hands clutching at my arm holding her neck. “You’ll have the memories. You’ll have these moments that belong to just us, just us and no one else.”

That was the only way he would be able to familiarize her and then open her up to this beautiful emotion. “Whatever you want,” he said, making her eyes widen in surprise. She had hope that he would show some hesitance or fear when dealing with such a losing bet. He must know by now that she never ever loved anything and how much she abhorred it. Then why was he risking his everything for something that wasn't even visible or real? “Don’t forget your words,” she said, “I won’t be going easy on you.” Her previously bitter state of mind changed to that of bliss. She had just tricked a billionaire into the easiest bet that she could win.

And it wasn’t just any case; it was a crazy class-action suit! I stood there, my arms wrapped around Gab in a tight hug. I couldn't believe how far we had come in such a short time. I could still remember how we hit it off in the bar that day over a few drinks, talking about our craziest experiences with boys and how most of them had broken our hearts. I told her about Luca and Samantha and how they had betrayed me, and how I had slept with Williams that night only to meet him a few years later. In turn, she shared her story about the crazy betrayal from her husband on her wedding night when he caught her with her brother. Damn, that is some kind of betrayal—seeing your husband-to-be in bed

Tiny pins all over my body are taunting me mercilessly. "You play superbly. Even I believe you with closed eyes. But there is a difference between us. You have a cause for what you did to me today, but you are also responsible for what I did years ago. I'm hurt, and I'll never forget your play. You never told me how much you loved me, and now I understand why. But now you aren't worth it. My love has ended here." The words came out of my mouth, and his gaze met mine. A beggar with tears... I saw it the last time before turning away. My heavy palm reached toward his chest and seized the brooch. "Oh, wait! I have something for you." Laura handed me a check for one million dollars. Wow, it is

He growled and squeezed my clit tightly, our eyes met, “Just because I pamper you doesn't mean you can forget your identity. I spent $10 million to buy you from your parents not so you could turn against me. Don't wonder about things that don't concern you." “Then why do you still say you love me?” I couldn't hold back my tears and they fell down this miserable face. I did not understand. As soon as I finished speaking, my chest heaved again with painful sobs. Even though it was just a fleeting moment like fireworks disappearing in the sky, I clearly remembered the sound of him leaning into my ear and saying he loved me. That was what raised the fantasies deep inside me and I felt miserable

I never loved you. You were just something to win. Don’t make this dramatic. You knew what this was. My fingers went numb. A bet. I reread the words three times, hoping they’d rearrange themselves into something less cruel. They didn’t. My chest tightened so hard I thought I might actually throw up. All those nights. All those promises. The way he’d held me. The way he’d said my name as if it mattered. A bet. A hollow, humorless laugh escaped my lips.