He's My One True Love, Mr. Ex Novels & Stories

mummy asked her. “Um, pretty normal!” “Do you love him tho?” “I do, I love him so much” “Does he love you?” “So very much!” “I bet he does!” “How do you know?” “Men in his father’s family are True lovers. They don’t catch feelings just like that, but if they finally fall in love, it is a one-way ticket, there’s no going back! That’s why they only date one and be faithful till marriage! They don’t date girls, they date THEIR WIVES”

"And you… you look incredibly handsome." He smirks, dressed in ripped jeans and a fitted black T-shirt that perfectly accentuates his toned muscles. "Only for you, my baby," he whispers, his eyes gleaming with affection. "And by the way… you're looking dangerously hot." Before I can respond, soft music begins to play. My heart skips a beat when I recognize the melody—my favorite song. love me like you do ahhh... love me like you do Elijah extends his hand toward me, a playful glint in his eyes. "Then what are you waiting for?"

Even her two classmates were still gaping. She suddenly clapped her hand to interrupt their daydream. “What are you doing? You’re surprised,” Urica said, facing her. “Because you’re all salivating. You’re more than awestruck by those who pass by, it’s not enough to worship all of you,” I said as I looked after the man who passed by with that Jenny. “Don’t tell me you’re not in love with Lucas?” Lindsay is next to me. “He’s handsome, yes. But to drool over him like you all—hello? I’m not like that. Especially since you said he’s a sociopath.” I said as I fixed my things.

Those words hung in the air long after he was gone even now but that is the person I am supposed to make fall in love with me. From the distance, we heard the gate glided open. “He’s back!” Mother exclaimed, “Game on...”

/Recount the night that I first met your mother And on the drive back to my house I told you that, I told you that I loved ya/ He looks in my direction, and it's too late for me to hide because our eyes meet, locked to each other. /You felt the weight of the world Fall off your shoulder And to your favorite song We sang along to the start of forever And after all this time I'm still into you/ Why do I feel that he is talking about me? No way, right? It's impossible, I know. He got Vivian. He loves her. /I should be over all the butterflies

“What message?” “He said and I quote, ‘Leave the stick in your arse in States and be on your guard, the explosion could be the beginning. Tootles xoxo.’ Yes, he said ex-oh-ex-oh in the end.” Her face was completely red when she finished, while I tried to hide my smile and thanked her. He is an absolute idiot. The idiot you love. I loved. My hand tightened on the glass as I took a sip of the cold sweet juice. He was my first love, first everything, until he showed me his real face and walked away with my heart, never looking back.

They were almost out of breath when he released her lips. “ I love you so damn much! I only have one heart to love one woman for eternity. Only one key can open my heart. You, my Mrs. Contrero are the only key. I will love you forever. You are mine. All mine. " “Yes . I do love you too. Please never doubt me again,” she pleaded.

While Knox and all others reside on the other end, this floor was rented out and most on my wing hardly come into office. My mind hums a familiar tune, a song only I know. Well, me and my ex boyfriend who isn't technically my ex since we never broke up, officially that is. He wrote me this song, for my ears only. "A Villain's love" and it's one of my favorites, I've sung it so many times to the point that people closest to me like my mom, and Amara know it, even Keir.

“What are you saying? You don’t mean this—” “I mean every word.” My voice was steady, loud enough for everyone to hear. “You’re not my girlfriend. You never were. You never will be. The only girl I’ve ever loved and the only girl I will ever love is Jenny. My high school sweetheart.” The place became silent for a moment, and the whole quad froze. Then, like a wave, the whispers started. “Oh my God, did he just—” “Jenny? Who’s Jenny?” “Wait, he’s still in love with his ex?”

I adjusted my tie and walked to the podium, while waving for the camera. While giving Hunter a side hug, I sent him a warning, which I intended to keep. “The next time you pull this stunt, I promise you that you will be left with nothing.” Hunter got the message because the smug look on his face was now replaced with a deep scowl. “Mr. Jeff Roswell. It is still speculation for now but is it true that you are still hooked on your ex partner. Mrs. Rosemary Dallas?” The question was much expected and my answer as always was automatic.