Novel & Cerita I Didn't Want The Ball I Wanted Him

I want him to fight back to make my game exciting. His face is in my head now and I smiled a little when I remembered when he told me that he loved me. What a fool? How could he love me if he didn’t even know me? He tried to fool me with that word. He thought I would bite into it but he was wrong because I wanted him… I WANT HIM DEAD!

The bar was dark or maybe it was just my eyes being puffy from crying. I had to make sure Roberts didn’t follow me because he had insisted that the bar was too rough and dangerous for someone of my status—I knew he meant to say personality. Well I didn’t care anymore. If my husband and best friend could join forces and betray me, why should I care? I sauntered over to the bartender and flashed a smile. “Vodka please” I said and he stared at me, tilting his head to the side.

He picks up a fancy small ball on my dressing table, rolling it in his hands, his gaze fix on it. “I don’t know, and I don’t care. I do not want….” “Shh, quiet! Halting his left finger at my face, his eyes still fix on the ball. “I’m not seeking your opinion. I only need a yes or no to my questions.” I anxiously gulp, my heart racing, and I feel my body temperature rise in anger, “My father didn’t give me a reason,” gripping onto my dress. “One month after this wedding, I need a son from you. I hate unproductive she-wolves,” he drops the ball on the dressing table, and makes to walk away.

I just didn’t understand why something that happened before me still hurt this much. Was it because she was pretty? Because he stood there talking to her? “I knew you’ve always wanted me balls deep inside of you,” he murmured. My breath hitched. “But—But you said you wanted me too,” I said quickly, my fingers fidgeting nervously in my lap. “So there’s nothing wrong if I want you too.” “Araceli,” he said calmly, “you want me to love you. Feelings attached—not just sex.” His grip on the wheel tightened slightly.

I persist stupidly. “Because—” He grits out. “—I wanted to come to this stupid ball with you and maybe fucks you a bit behind the curtain or in the restroom! You happy with that?!” He raises his voice a little too high, so I hurry to shush him. “Keep your voice down!!” He lets out a scornful sneer and averts his face sideway to avoid eye-contact with me. But we are only a fist-wide away so he can’t get any further anyway.

“I didn’t want him to leave.” “He doesn’t know how to stay when he feels unwanted.”

He wants to have that forbidden fruit to himself and he will not rest until he has her, one way or the other. He grabbed the water bottle on the ground and uncorked the lid cover then placed the rim on his lips. After gulping down a good chunk of the water, he sighed and closed his eyes. Fuck! What that woman does to him. Throughout the event he was walking around with a blue ball, the worst was that she didn't look at him after the introduction, not even for a second. He wanted her, under him, moaning his name as he fuck her and he wanted her too fucking much to back down.

he suggests. I shake my head and get up on my elbows, a deep frown between my eyes. “Stop, okay? I don’t want him. I want you.” “Is that so? Let’s give you what you want, then.”

If I don't marry Dravon, I would suffer a lot. I never wanted anything to do with him. But because of the brim I reached. The ball is in my court.

Of course, I wanted that because I know that it will end in a very hot and heavy make out session and it won’t have an happy ending because I wouldn’t want to sleep with him because he is injured and then we will both end up with blue balls and don’t ask how I will end up with blue balls because you think I don’t have balls. I have balls, they are just not things you can see physically. More like something like I am a ballsy woman. Fine, I am not because I ran away from Marcel but still. We are all going to pretend I am ballsy and besides rejecting a ruthless alpha like Marcel in front of his entire pack take balls or wouldn’t you agree? Huh? You agree, right? “Let’s just focus on the boring