He's Into Her Drama Novels & Stories

I tried my best not to divert my gaze from the road and yet keeping my ear on their conversation and thanks to Diana it was getting pretty much amusing by every passing second. I can tell by the voice of Diana she was thoroughly enjoying the fact that Asher was ‘abducted’ by Hecate. She was loving it seeing the emotion of demise on Asher’s face. Sometimes I am way too scared seeing this sadistic side of hers. He is a true witch through and through. She didn’t miss a single chance to torment someone verbally, I can tell from my personal experience living with her. And now Asher got on her radar. Suddenly the radio turned on and the soothing voice of female filled the car. I looked back throug

“You’re beautiful, Luna. Strong. But you have to take care of yourself. Mateo hates drama, you know.” That broke her. She snapped, “You are not as innocent as you pretend.” “Maybe not,” I said quietly. “But I don’t lie about people. You shouldn’t either.” Her mouth trembled. She turned, almost stumbling in her heels, and stormed down the hallway. Her perfume left a bitter trail behind her. I watched her go without blinking. Breathing steady. Blood quiet. Dario exhaled like he’d been holding his breath the whole time. “That was… something,” he muttered.

He needed her like he's never needed anything or anybody before, she's like a drug to him. He's addicted to her and everything about her.His life would have no meaning if she wasn't in it.It's not about sex anymore or this desire that's pulling them together...it's more,so much so that he feels it pumping through his veins.He hates having to depend on anyone life experience has taught him not to but she....

Her face twitched with crooked satisfaction while she smiled sweetly, rubbed her hand over the crease on her shirt, smoothing it out "I’ll take that as a 'yes' then" "Fuck" his fist slammed on the wall near her head making her blink her eyes before she turned on her heels and walked ahead but the smile on her face didn’t flatter even for a second. He had no fucking idea why she’s putting on this whole hellish drama Just to get him to sit down and have pasta with her? Alarm bells rang in his head with his mind jumping to conclusions that she’s trying something but what? He needed to know what she’s plotting and the only way to find out was to go with the flow even though time slipped through

he looked at her intently as he waited her response, he was going to participate in anything she wants to do, as far as it's within his reach, he can get to know her better. “ Cough…cough” she cleared her throat as she put on the TV and in no time a movie started playing. “ You would love this one, it's a romance movie, a little bit erotic” she said as she winked her eyes in excitement. She had loved this movie ever since it came out, the chemistry between the lead actors were top notch. “ Hmm, I love the word ‘erotic’” he replied as he smirked, this is about to get interesting.

She brushed a strand of hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear, pondering if he was drawn to her innocent charm. As she considered her next move, Dynasty felt a surge of energy. Was she keeping him on the edge of his seat? It was time to amplify the excitement and see if she was steering him in the direction she wanted him to go. She returned to the sofa, placing his drink gently into his hand.

She looked at herself in the reflection of the glass doors and saw what a mess she was in. Jason was right. She knew her son needed a liver transplant, yet she still insisted on leaving. Could it really be because she was afraid? No. She loved Andy and Charlie. It only happened because she was under the trance of Jason and Luke's wily charms. This was all their fault. Vivian grabbed Jason by his arm and bit on it hard, not letting go even when his arm was bleeding. When the nurses arrived with the police, all they saw was the usually cool and composed Dr. Vivian Grant trying to murder her husband.

Without him, she had finally become the person she was meant to be. He had come all this way chasing after her. But the peaceful, beautiful scene before him felt like the most hurtful slap in his face. He didn't even have the courage to step through that gate. In that moment, the sunlight and Cecelia's smile burned all his courage to nothing in an instant.

He rubbed his forehead. "I am holding you by waist like every husband does... We have to act like a romantic couple in front of everyone... Do you watch too much dramas?" He frowned. "No, i read novels..." She said proudly. "You mean you read dramas instead of watching?" He asked and she nodded with grin. He shook his head in disbelief. "No wonder you are drama queen." She gasped offended. "Excuse me___" "Shut up" He said and dragged her inside by waist.

She asked. My eyebrows pulled closer, "Watch what?" Her eyes narrowed at me, assessing my expression, "The godfather?" She paused, "Al Pacino?" She asked and my clueless expression had her sighing and she rolled her eyes, "Yeah, of course, of course you didn't understand the reference," She mumbled to herself, huffing out, "You are so behind on our culture, it's an embarrassment." Ouch. "We should watch it together," She added, hugging the shirt to her chest and claiming it already, "It's about...well," She pointed at me from up to down, "Your world," She shrugged, "Maybe you can tell me which is real and which is not."