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HIS WANTS """Her glance was a mixture of desire and timidity, he didn't want to judge her according to her actions, for the years he had been stalking her, In her room. He only wanted to cherish this moment. . He pressed his hand into the smaller of her back and pulled her still closer, causing the lower part of his body to twitch in excitement and yearning for this little woman. He was aware of his male hardness swelling inside his tight breeches, his male hardness was strained like a mad thing to get ever close, he wants to be fully sated between her legs.

“He hasn’t done anything to earn it. It’s just... I didn’t expect this. Yesterday, I was sure I hated him, and today… I don’t know, it feels like I’m seeing him differently. And the craziest part is I know this man will only ever need me for his own benefit.” Joana rolls her eyes, clearly unimpressed by the situation. “Well, have you even thought about telling him? Confessing or something?” My stomach twists at the thought. “No,” I say quickly, shaking my head. “How could I? I don’t even know what this is yet. And it’s not like he’s interested in anything beyond his own goals. He needs me, yes, but not like that. It’s not love. It’s... convenience.”

he said slipping his hand into my shirt “But I need her to stay overnight” I looked down at him. “Need?” He asked, sounding offended. Oh shit “You NEED her?” He asked again. “No not need. I meant I'd like it if she stayed” I corrected Fuck why did I say need. “Well, I don't know. Since you need her and can't do without her. I'm even more inspired to let her leave so your need can be starved” he said as he reached for my nipple and pinched it.

“I know that too.” “Do you want her, Xei? Do you want the bond?” My emotions and thoughts are all over the place and I’m so overwhelmed I let the words slip out before I even think about what I’m saying. “I don’t want her… I need her. I need her smile… her laugh… her heart… but most of all… I need her to need me too.”

That was her reply and she continued to say, "keep your good heart there are good things ahead of your life , don't forget to always pass here and there when you feel I need tomatoes." I said my good byes with much thoughts in my heard. I wanted to shout at her before she even came not knowing that she was holding my miracle in her hands. Money is a need it's actually a necessity to life and as humans we totally depend on it. I managed to cancel the worries with the simple self advise that God knows the hair on my head and He does provide for my every need. I made my morning sells and I was constantly checking my pockets in case that lady's money swallows mine

Yes. "You want nothing else? Just the money?" How to talk? Breath? Just Breath! Her heart felt ready to pop from the pressure of answering. "N-nothin." In the back of her mind, she vaguely realized how simple and unassuming her needs sounded as she voiced them. When they are not. They were tangled. They had grown fierce with his proximity. Totally out of control. "Will you help me," she murmured as she reached the desk, and somehow the plea sounded as intimate as if she'd asked for a kiss.

She presses a hand to her chest and goes on, “Will, I can only be who I am. I can only feel what I feel. And what I feel for you is so far and away above what you feel for me. The imbalance here is fucking staggering. And now you’re offering me crumbs while I’m over here literally starving. Don’t get me wrong, I’m gonna take them. I will take every crumb you offer because I can’t walk away from you. I certainly can’t walk away from Frida. She’s sunk her hooks in me all the way to my beating heart. I love that little girl. So now I’m twice as twisted up, wriggling like a fish on both your lines.” My mind races as I listen to her confession. Her mother is right… she doesn’t want things from me

--- Because perfection— Perfection had never been real. --- --- “I don’t need perfect,” she said softly. --- His gaze softened slightly. --- “Then what do you need?” --- --- She hesitated. --- Because this— This answer mattered. --- --- “I need consistency.” --- A pause. --- “I need honesty.” --- Her voice steadied. --- “And I need to feel like I’m not the only one trying.” --- --- Silence. --- Adrian absorbed every word. --- Not defensively. Not reactively. --- Just… listening.

She thought to herself that yes, she was indeed a timid and selfish person who was neither grateful to her parents nor respectful to her elders. She felt superficial, and after losing her status as the top student, she only dared to hide away, like a bat that couldn't stand the light. She was weak and incompetent, unable to endure hardships, and too lazy even to find a proper job. She was such a useless person. But so what? The days would continue to pass by, one after another. No one was indispensable. … She scheduled to meet with the chubby kid a week later. Because Scarlett needed to go to the hospital for a check-up, she scheduled the meeting for the afternoon.