Novel & Cerita He Craved My Love When I Stopped Serving Him Novel

My brother never deserved such a treasure but again, its all my fault if he can't appreciate the good things. Excitement grew up in my body, thinking about her pink cuchy and pointed pincky tities. My dick swelled unnecessarily and set me to the wall. Under other circumstances i could have taken one of these servants to shove everything off but i couldn't, i couldn't do that to sophia, my love, the perfect body on the perfect soul.

Messy, sleepy, endless love. END OF CHAPTER 107

He already loved him in just a few visits, unlike Lucas he had never met. A sniffle drew my tear-filled eyes back to Stanley. I took in his gaze. Sincere, longing, concerned. And above all, I saw pure love and desire in them. I had never seen this version of him this intense. So I snapped my eyes shut, letting my thudding heart settle into the moment, letting the world melt away. But when I snapped them open again, my heart stilled. The entire hall fell into a hush. My stomach fluttered.

I was never going to be ashamed of showing the world just how deeply, how completely, how absolutely I loved this woman. **** That evening, strangely enough, the dizziness and nausea that had been churning through me all day had vanished. But in their place came something else — a single, extreme craving that took hold of my mind and refused to let go. It would sound absurd, I knew. But the desire for it was so overwhelming that if it went unsatisfied, there was a tightness in my chest that made me want to weep right then and there. Tonight, my request had to be granted. That was final.

Adrian Valerio, with his cold eyes and polite charm, smiled only when it served a purpose which made him harder to read, harder to control. Lately, something was… off. Adrian has been slipping away from public events. Coming home later. Taking phone calls in hushed tones. And when she asked, he brushed her off with a vague “business matters.” And Cassandra was prepared for that. She didn’t care about love..only status. If Adrian wanted to sneak around with a prostitute, fine. She’d catch him in the act, shatter his image, and walk away with more leverage than she could buy.

“Come on. I’ll take you upstairs to rest.” He stood and guided her toward the stairs. Finn and Calvin exchanged a look. Then they followed right after them. God, I wanted to go eavesdrop so badly. Linda, sitting beside me, muttered under her breath, “Slutty bitch.” That jogged my memory. There was a drugging subplot around this part of the story. If I remembered correctly, Linda was the culprit. She had been secretly in love with Calvin for years, but Calvin only had eyes for Nancy. In the original novel, she managed to drug him, but afterward he turned the tables and dosed her ten times worse, leaving her stranded with no help. She ended up with a terrible fate.

I stood there, feeling like a failure. “I feel everything for you, and I know you do, too. There’s a hunger I feel for you. I missed you… your touch.” She used the back of her fingers to trace a line down my arm, eventually taking my hand in hers. “But I need you to say it. Even if you don’t love me, tell me, do you feel the spark, Lucille Parker? Do you hunger for me? Do you crave me?” Fuck yes, I crave you, Ella. I’m starving for you. I wanted to scream it, but the words felt so much easier to say in my head than with my lips.

Just freedom. He was tall. Handsome. The kind of man I used to dream about. When he chose me, I felt lucky, even though I was a little overweight back then. He made me feel like a queen. I worked hard to become someone he’d be proud of. And for a while, I thought I was. He would show me off, take me shopping, introduce me to his friends like I was a trophy. I mistook it for affection. But looking back now, I see it clearly. He wasn’t loving me. He was owning me. Sebastian had become an addiction, one I kept returning to, no matter how much he hurt me. Every time I tried to pull away, he would find a way to pull me back in. A gift. An apology. A promise. But this time? I wasn’t coming back.

And yet… beneath the fury, a deeper, crueler truth settled like fire in my veins. I looked up at Lester, my Beta, and my voice cracked as I whispered, “I… I will never stop loving him.” My hands shook violently, gripping the bars as if they could hold the world together. “No matter what he does… no matter how ruthless he is… no matter that he’s made me the scapegoat… I cannot stop it. I cannot stop wanting him.”

His lips found mine again, rough and fierce at first but then slowed as his hands roamed my body as if laying a claim on not just my body but my soul. “Do you feel it now?” he murmured against my mouth, his tone low and raw. “This isn't just love,Crys. This is me giving you everything I am.” My throat tightened, a broken sound escaping as my body arched against him, betraying the words I couldn't speak. My breath etched as he held me down, folding my legs round his waist, his gaze burning hot again, sealing my fate. “Say you don't want me, and I will stop.”