I Choose To Love You Novels & Stories

Like he couldn't live without me? I decided I was not going to give up easily on this, I had waited 20 years of my life for the perfect person for me while watching others pair off with the love of their lives at 18. This was my chance for that, the Moon goddess had smiled at me, and I was not going to let it go without a fight, I would visit Mac and get him to look at me with adoration, I would get him to hunger for me to love me and no matter how difficult it gets I would persist because, after all, he was the moon goddesses choice for me.

His voice was devoid of any emotions. This caught her off guard. “I don’t—” “Do you see the world on the other side of those doors? That is the only one that matters to me. And in that world, I am the one holding the reins to everything going on within. The fact that you are my secretary puts you on a pedestal above everyone else. That pedestal gives you power and prejudice all at once. You will be feared, judged, respected, hated, attacked even. You’ve met my family, haven’t “

"Yes, I've lost my mind! I've lost my sanity ever since you 'died'!" She continued in a sobbing voice, "Ade, please don't leave me. Please… I can't live without you…" Emily, Scarlett, and Iris stayed silent, but the similar obsession in their gazes told me that they were thinking the same thing. Before I realized it, my face was already wet with tears. I wiped the tears from my face, suddenly calming down as I said, "Did you know? I'm actually an orphan. I once wished to stay here forever. After all, compared to the cash reward and everything in the real world, your love was what I craved most."

Later, after we had cleared the table and Callum had gone to his room, I stood beside Brennan at the kitchen counter, drying a plate. "One more week," I said to Brennan, my voice soft. "One more week and this ends. He won't be around us anymore." Brennan didn't answer right away. He just looked at me for a long moment, like the sound of my voice was the only thing holding him steady. Then he reached for my hand and held it. "I love you." "…I know."

" Julie clutched her chest as tears rolled down her cheeks. But Caleb no longer felt sorry for her. He furrowed his brows and told her off. "I said I'd choose you. Why didn't you trust me?" Julie tensed at Caleb's words. She suddenly asked loudly, "Choose me?" She cocked her head and laughed mockingly. "You might not even be aware of this. While I'm with you, you're always busy checking messages on your phone. Whenever I'm in your arms, you tend to get distracted."

Had it not been for… for some issues to rise, I believe that we would never have separated for the past few years. Madeline felt her throat constricting. "How are you so sure that he still loves you?" "Why wouldn't I be? He has been paving the path for my success ever since I came back home. He even rented a place for me to stay that's really close to his own home, just so that he could easily come and take care of me. If that's not love, what would that be? "I came from a very ordinary household, and my family isn't rich or famous. If it hadn't been for him, I would never have been able to overcome the many years of being alone in a foreign country and become the person I am today.

I leaned closer, my lips brushing against his forehead, placing a gentle kiss, an offering of unwavering love. "My love," I whispered into the quiet room. "No matter who your mother is, I would choose to fall in love with you over and over again. Your existence, your soul, transcends biology. You are the person who has captured my heart, the one who has filled my life with joy and purpose."

I love you. *

“I chose you, Ian. I choose you. I’m not just yours. You’re mine.” I scream my pleasure as he explodes inside me with a snarled curse, his twitching member filling my greedy cavern with his thick juices, coating my insides with hot seed. My walls convulse around him, draining his cock gluttonously and I shudder, my climax overwhelming all my senses as it spirals outward, consuming me. “IchooseyouIanIchooseyouIloveyouIloveyouyouloveyou.” The words roll out of me in a barely coherent slur.

‘I love you.’