He Chose Me He Don't Want You Mga Nobela at Kwento

Dramatic declarations. Nothing like this. "I must’ve misheard," I whispered, hoping he hadn’t caught it. "I’m afraid you didn’t," he said calmly. "I want you, Zoe." The second time was worse. "I can’t help you," I said, grabbing the first words I could. "A night with me isn’t something you can buy—no matter how much you offer. That’s my choice." "Your choice?" he echoed, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. "Maybe you could explain what exactly influences that choice. I’m curious."

“How much I want you. It’s not just want—it’s need. Fucking need.” Her hands tighten against my shoulders, and I pull back enough to look at her, my gaze searching hers. “You came to me,” I say, my voice rough. “You didn’t have to, but you did.” She blinks up at me, her breath catching as she whispers, “You gave me a choice.” “And you chose me,” I growl, the truth of it settling deep in my chest, both exhilarating and terrifying. “You chose me, princess. Do you have any idea what that means?”

"We'll see about that." I wouldn't hesitate to show my interest. Lisa would soon realize. I'm not a bad person. I'm just a man who knows what I want. And I want Lisa. Lisa's eyes flashed, and she turned to leave, but I caught her arm. "Don't go," I whispered. Lisa's gaze dropped to my hand, and I released her. "What do you want from me?" she asked. "You," I replied. Lisa's eyes widened. "You can't seriously expect me to fall for you," she said.

“Bethany.” Justin called. I turned to him. my rough but gentle lover. I could still picture him slapping my ass and pressing me against the bed as he fucked me hard. For all that not to be ‘real’ hurt so fucking bad. I wanted to bend down, cover my face, and cry. To make it worse. They wanted me to choose. “You can’t just ask me to choose and expect me to just point at one. I want you guys. All of you. It isn’t going to be easy to just pick one. Give me some time. Give me something to make me want to choose you.”

, Matthew asked. I wasn't ready for this, not now, not after what I had just been through. Harry just gave me the biggest scare of my life. This was the last thing I wanted to discuss, "I know this might not be a good time ", Matthew said, " but I am tired of being the one overlooked. You ran away literally on the morning of our wedding, you broke my heart. If you no longer want to be with me, say so and I will let you be. I am tired of waiting and pining for you ", Matthew said.

“Those will leave this place neither free… nor alive.” A shudder rushed through me, and my hands fisted into balls. “So you want me to decide who lives or dies?!” His features sharpened, revealing something cold and wicked, as he finally revealed a dark part of his soul. “This is how it works, little one. Either you choose, or I will choose for you.”

I said dangerously close to annoyance—not at him but for everything that’s happened. He leaned forward and not even backing down. “Yes, I would fuck you now if you would let me” he said and at first anger was my reaction, then I was reminded of my loyalty to Jason but I stopped. Why should I remain loyal to the man who had no right to deserve my loyalty? Why should I even refuse a man who really wanted me, thug or not? And this was my chance to forget all that had happened, maybe sex is all I need. “Alright” I said with a drunk grin as I took another sip, the drink going straight to my head.

Thus, in pain and desperation, he compromised. He chose Sydney Parker, a girl who looked like Remi but came from a poor background. He chose her for two reasons. For one, she resembled Remi, so the child would likely look like Remi, too. Secondly, it was because Sydney had neither power nor money. When the time came, she would be easy to dismiss.

"Alright, Mr. Cox. But is this really worth it? Chelsea is already married. You should move on with your life. After all, Ms. Baxter loves you so much. She's a good woman." Elliot just paused for a moment before replying with conviction, "Why wouldn't it be worth it? I don't care about titles or labels. As long as I can stay by Chelsea's side, that's good enough for me. She can love whoever she wants. I just want her to be healthy and happy. "As for Holly… Yes, she's wonderful. She's a great wife, and she'll be a great mother. But unfortunately, I don't love her. Love isn't something you can force."

“I don't want this.” “You haven't even given this a chance. You haven't given me a chance.” “I don't need to Judge. I won't be one of your bought girls. if that's what you want i’m sure there are plenty who would take you up on it. but I am not the one for you.”