How To Make Her Jealous Novels & Stories

I nodded, not quite convinced but I desperately want Jamie Donor. “Be my fake girlfriend in 2 weeks and have him begging at your feet” I sighed, already not convinced that his suggestion sounded more selfish than what I wanted. “If you want a guy, make him jealous and show him what he is missing. You don't have to desperately throw yourself at him, make him chase after you” I thought for a moment, this could be a win win for me but then how sure I am it will work. He might have other hidden agenda. Moreover I don't even like him, I don't have anything to lose.

"It wasn't. But that's not the worst of it. He was being his usual condescending self, and I just...I don't know, Liam. I feel like I'm at my breaking point." Liam nodded, his eyes understanding. "I get it. You want to make him pay." I nodded, feeling a surge of determination. "Yes, I do. And I think I have a plan." Liam raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What's that?" I took a deep breath, launching into my plan. "I want to make him jealous. I want to find someone, someone who will make him regret ever letting me go." Liam listened intently, his expression thoughtful. When I finished, he nodded. "I think I can help you with that."

He asks. Lizzy’s advice came ringing in my head. “Make him jealous. Make him feel like he’s losing you. Men like Leo only want what they think someone else has.” I felt that it was working because he was touching me that night because he was jealous. So I decided to keep pushing. I looked down at him and forced a mocking smile. “You think you’re the only one who knows how to do this?” His eyes narrowed. “Derek is better with his tongue.”

I got an idea to make her even more jealous. "I'm fine nisha. What about you?" I asked her. "I'm good" she said. "Nisha I want to make my wife jealous and you have to help me" I said in low voice. "Okay" she said. "Adi shall we dance" she asked. I saw my angle throwing dragger at me. She is looking hot with that cute angry expression on her face. My heart is saying to take her in my arms and dance with her but my mind saying to make her jealous.

"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."

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."