He Loves Me Book Novels & Stories

Their black hair is short with a fade, they wear rimless glasses with large circular lenses and a shirt in a different shade blue every day. But in the opposite corner from me is a man I’ve never seen before. I’d like to assume he’s a tourist, but he looks comfortable. Most tourists look somewhat confused and like they’re in a rush to get to their next destination. But not this man, he’s lounged in the wide green settee that matches his sweater with his small espresso cup and saucer on the table next to him and a book in his hand. “How pretentious,” I whisper to myself. “El! Coffee for ya, love!” Lucy announces.

He said and I was so immerse in pleasure that I didn't realize until he hit my g-spot again. "Say you love me more than kids, Amber," he asked again choking me with his arms on my neck. His eyes were wild and dark. Sweat beads deposited on his head. He looked so divine which made me kiss him. "I love you more than anything, anyone in the whole world, you are my husband, my bestfriend, my Kid's dad. I love you Ethan," I announced hugged him tightly and he spilled the seed inside for the nth time this night. ****** Hey, how are you guys? I know it took me a while to complete this book but we have completed it finally. I hope you all are happy with the book. If yes, then spread some love.

When we pulled away, both of us were breathless, "I do love you, more than I ever thought I could love anyone. You know that?" "I know," I gnawed at the corner of my lip to prevent the smile that threatened to show itself, "are you sure you're okay with this?" I quizzed, gesturing to the book that I still cradled in my hand. "Go on, love," snaking his arm around me, and placing the other hand on my belly, he cooed, "if there's anyone I'd want to be an open book with, it's you." "Alright then," opening the book to a random page, I skimmed through the words. There was no title but it was obvious who the poem was about. Taking a deep breath, I spoke the words aloud:

Love. Him.

He is pale and appeared more thin compared to the photos like his cheeks and blood are sucked in. “You hate me. Don’t you?” He said calmly, his expression is blank and I watched how his face fell in maybe embarrassment. “Hate is such a little word.” I said with the courage I mastered up after finding him like that. Yep, Alexander. Feel it. This reminded me the time when I asked him if he loves me and he said, love is such a little word. Look where we are now. It’s all his doing. He drew in air, and looked up again. “You need to hear me out.”

I say shaking my head. After along time we somehow Manage to convince him . The truth is he never actually loved me but was perpaps only obsessed with me. He had last not love. At the end of it. We are even . This is what I have been wanting from the real start. My close friends and I being together and happy. ***. Hello , Good evening to you all. Thanks for reading my book. This is a short story that I having been wanting to write in Avery long period of time. Thanks for reading up to this part. The next chapter will be the last. Please read my next book "Ugly and in secure?" It is already signed

He actually fucking loves me. A surge of overwhelming emotion floods through me, leaving me breathless with disbelief and joy. He withdraws from me, gently releasing my wrists and removing the blindfold. As I blink away the darkness, he spins me around, his strong hand gripping my chin firmly, ensuring our gazes are locked. "Do. You. Love. Me?" His words are spoken with such fervor, each syllable carrying its own weight, demanding an answer that I'm not sure I'm ready to give him.

There was defeaning silence in my ears , it felt as if my body has stopped functioning. " You have something of mine. You had it in the first look and never really left the possession of it...... My heart. And I'm grateful to Dadi for that. She brought the love of life at my doorstep. I want to make you mine because I love you. The kind that leaves you lost yet feels like a homecoming, one that makes you sleepless yet exhilarated, and the one that keeps you speechless yet profound with emotions. The love that burns so intense it feels like an explosion of fireworks in the heart. The love that brings you closer to the magnificence of life, gives you a sense of purpose and makes you feel more

I picked up the nearby water glass and splashed it on his face. "Wynn, you're truly disgusting. "At this point, you can still speak so self-righteously. "I've always believed that love should make both individuals better, without the need to depend on each other, standing shoulder to shoulder. "I didn't want to be a burden to you, so I worked hard to climb up. "But in the end, you wonder why I didn't remain a fragile little flower that constantly needed your protection. "But if I had been like that, you would have thought, 'Why am I so fragile and dependent on you?'

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