How To Make Her Jealous の小説・ストーリー

She said, taking my hands off and carrying them over my head as she rode me with fury, letting me in and out of her quickly. "Answer!" she said. I opened my eyes, and I looked at her, trying to hide the smile emerging on my lips. Did I ever say I loved possessive Megan like crazy? Sometimes I make her jealous on purpose because she’s wild afterward. Every time a girl hits on me, I point it out to her, and then she fucks me like a fury, marking her territory, she almost fucked me in front of a girl who tried with me.

"Stop reacting. Stop chasing. If you want to hurt her, you have to show her that she doesn't matter. You have to make her jealous." I let out a harsh laugh. "Make her jealous? With you?" Tina didn't flinch at the insult. "Yes. With me. Act like you’ve moved on. Act like I’m the one who has your attention now. I hate seeing her win, Tristan. I hate seeing her look down at us from that pedestal. I can help you." "Help me how?"

"Then why are you jealous?" "Come on, it's natural. I have a plan for you, guess what? I'm not jealous because of you but anxious because she doesn't treats me the same way she treats you." "Oh!" He chuckles as if he just remembered something. "I can help you." He grins. "In what way?" I attempt to test him. Already I have a plan for him, wanna see if it collides. "I can trick her into loving you." He offers. "Wow, same plan as I had. How is that gonna be possible, I mean, she doesn't even love me?"

“We need to find out if the gigolo boss wants to be with you too. It’s a very simple thing.” “What is that?” “Step 1, you have to make him jealous!”

"Make him jealous. Flirt with someone else, talk about an ex, whatever. See if he cares." "He won't care," I said. "This is a business arrangement. Why would he be jealous?" "Then it should be easy to complete the task," Chloe pointed out. "No risk, right?" I didn't like how logical that sounded. "Third is fear," Arabella continued. "Do something that would make him afraid for you or afraid of something. We want to see if he's capable of worry." "Fourth is surprise," Zoe said. "Catch him off guard. Do something completely unexpected. See if you can actually shock him."

“What are you insinuating?” “If you want to make Ivy your wife. Or you want to make her discover her love for you. Then, you have to make her JEALOUS! And the only way to make her Jealous is by getting married to me! So, marry me if you want to make Ivy your wife!"

So, I went that far. I will have to make everything right. "Dear, I know this is hard for you. You really love Darius and I can see that." I sighed and caress her cheeks gently. "What about you making him jealous." She looked at me confused. "How will I do that?"

I said controlling my laugh. "What? He thought I was your boyfriend. Oh, poor Aaron." he said bursting out laughing. Meanwhile, I got an idea. "Brother do you want to see how to make someone jealous? I will just give you a live example of it." I said with a cunning smirk. "How?" he asked. I explained everything to him so he can understand it and will be able to do it tomorrow. I am sure my husband is going to be mad because of whatever I have decided.

"He needs to think he doesn't have a chance with him. That will make him want you more." I examine my friend tiredly, shaking my head. "That's not how it works, Malin." She gets to her feet, pacing around the table to our side, flexing her fingers. I shrink into my seat some more, wary of that look in her eyes. That darkness was there when she first found me, when she lured me into this idea that is now my entire life. "Sure it is," she implores. "We need to make him jealous."

And it reminds me of the other man the one paid to protect me, the one who looks at me like a fire that must be extinguished at all costs. Liam is somewhere in the house. Or just outside it. Watching. Observing. Avoiding. An idea forms inside me, clear and cruel. How do you make a man jealous when he pretends not to care about you? You stop caring about him. You show him just how vast and brilliant your world is and how small a silent, replaceable cog he really is in it. You become, right before his eyes, exactly what he thinks you are: a spoiled girl, carefree and absorbed in trivial things.