He Craved My Love When I Stopped Serving Him Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Business. Power. Love. War. Life itself. The difference between you and me is that I know the rules, and I always win. You? You are just a pawn that accidentally stepped onto the board. But don't worry... I am going to teach you how to play. Or rather, I am going to teach you how to serve." "Serve you? Over my dead body!" "Don't tempt me," he shot back instantly, his tone dropping several degrees, turning icy cold. "I told you before, death is too good for you. And besides... you have something I want. That fire in your eyes. That hatred. It’s raw. It’s real. Adrian never had that. Elara never had that. They are fake, empty people. But you... you are full of emotion. And I intend to squeeze

"Say you love me." "...I love you." "Again." "I love you." By the time he was finally satisfied, my body was covered in his marks, ensuring all my colleagues would see them the next day. The whole hospital knew Dr. Chloe had a very possessive vampire mate. One night, after a hospital dinner party, I had a bit too much to drink. As Adrian helped me to the car, he suddenly pressed me against the door. His eyes were dark and unreadable, his voice low. "Chloe, if you ever find out I'm not who you think I am, would you still want me?"

Zack hung his head in shame, unable to say a word. The man in black sneered. "Desire is a bottomless pit, lady. Your brother has no real skills but dreams of getting rich overnight. He took a high-interest loan from me. The interest is just piling up. If you don't want to help him, it's fine. I'll just take one of his hands to teach him a lesson."

When she heard that he had been involved in an accident and she had seen him unconscious, she had felt that her heart had been torn into a thousand-piece, she couldn't help but stay by his side never wanting to leave his side until he woke up, she had felt more than happy when she finally saw him open his eyes. Earlier when he had thanked her for what she had done for him, although she felt happy that his voice wasn't cold and indifferent, she could not help but want that side of his, his indifference and coldness "had she fallen in love with that side of him?" She could not help but ask herself, she felt that she preferred his other side "was she mad?" She asked herself again, "how could sh

I shivered, groaning softly. "Christ, dominic—stop torturing me." “Stop torturing you?” he repeated, his tone all mock offense. “I’m not torturing you, baby. I’m making you realize what’s yours. What you’ve always belonged to. Admit it—you love it. Admit it that you fucking love it.” His lips brushed my jawline, teeth grazing my skin, and I arched against him despite myself. God, I was so fucking hard again, balls aching, cock throbbing, and he just knew. Just knew exactly what to do.

But instead the door was slammed shut followed by the sound of turning keys. I turned and reached for the handle…my heart almost stopped,they locked me out. I turned the handle over and over again, I even tried knocking and calling out to Nathan but Jessica’s moans were the only response I got,“ Oh my goodness Nathan, you’re the best.” followed by Nathan groaning.”Oh yes, you’re such a good girl spread your legs for me.” My entire body trembled and my hands shook uncontrollably, I could feel a lump foaming in my throat…He chose her over me.

"A coffee date with you is a big way to repay me." "Deal, but you're paying." Her smile is replaced with a frown. "B.itch." Please go like and subscribe Thanks I love you all for taking your time to read my first novel..❤️❤️❤️

said Benedict looking up at the end of his sentence and mentioning the Queen's name. The so-called Queen stood up from the chair she was sitting on and walked briskly, her hand lifting her majestic and beautiful dress before the heels of her golden slots stomped on the wound on Benedict's shoulder. A scream rang out as the heel of the shoe pierced the flesh of the damage. Those white, slender legs looked beautiful in the dim light of the torture prison where Benedict was now, but Benedict wasn't interested. He feels more disgust and hates for the woman who once loved with all his heart but betrayed his love because of power.

How about not making me fall in love with you? He swallowed hard. “Sabrina,” he said, stepping forward again. “I love you.” “No.” “I do.” “Stop.” “I love you,” he said louder. “I’m not lying. I swear on everything—on my life—on anything you want—” “Stop saying that!” I cried, pushing him in the chest, but he barely moved. He just grabbed my wrists gently, not restraining, just holding them. “Sabrina. Look at me.” I tried not to. I really did. But my eyes betrayed me.

I curled up to him and cried until I found my words again. “That was so beautiful…” I managed to whisper. His cheeks tinged a bit, but he smiled sweetly. “I’ve always been told no one would want me. Because I’m a servant and I’m tainted.” I shook my head sadly. “And here you are- Wanting me… Even though I’m so dirty.” I can’t even think straight but I feel so many emotions right now. I started to pull away, but he pulled me back to him.