I'll Take Your Man Novels & Stories

Still trying to stay strong I collected myself and walked over to where my brother was lying. I saw him gazing at sister-in-law. As if there was no more reason to hold on his condition started to grow worse. I saw myself rush in and hold his hand as if grabbing to the last straw of hope. “Brother, it’s going to be fine. Hmmm. Everything is going to be fine. Just hold on okay.” I could see him smile seeing her disheveled state. She also seemed to have forced a smile on her face to reassure. The hand tightened around her as he signaled her to come closer. She closed in the distance and lent her ear to hear what he has to say.

Jacob says. "Ok keep trying i'll call you back in a few hours" i say as i hang up. I go through my phone until I find Evan and call him, he answers n the 4th ring "What do you want?" he asks. "I need people, by tomorrow" I say straight to the point. "How many?" Evan asks. "Lots" I say. "Ok well be there tomorrow, what's the opp?" "Rescue and kill, we are going after Ivan tomorrow."

Glancing at me, he smirked, and I wanted to break his face right then and there. "Fine, I can do that," I said what I said but I am not sure if I meant it. Nevertheless, I am not quiting without a fight. "So, what's in it for me?" I was only half joking when I said that. "For you?" He pretended to think for a while and said, "You get to sleep with me." I laughed. "I was asking for reward, sir, not punishment." "There's only one way to find out if it's a punishment or a reward." His stare darkened, making the breath in my lungs disappear. "Bullsh*t," I said, and I needed to walk out or this man is going to drive me crazy.

Richard walked up to me and looked down with the authority of a man accustomed to being obeyed. The tip of his cane struck the marble floor with a sharp crack. "Young man, I don't care who you are or who's backing you." His eyes hardened. "Today, you're going to pay for what you've done." He pointed the cane at me. "Take off the mask. Get on your knees and apologize to my grandson. If you do, I might allow you to leave with a shred of dignity intact." Victor stepped forward as well, his tone icy.

"I won't walk away, nothing you do, nothing at all will make me walk away from you, just take everything you need Sean, take it now" He moved quickly, not even answering, he had me flipped on my stomach instantly, his hands pulling me up from the bed, he laid me on the table, my stomach against it, my boobs hanging over the edge.

This is like money falling from the sky, and whatever we grab is pure profit! I didn't dare struggle too hard, afraid of hurting my unborn child. My cheek burned with pain, but my heart felt even colder. I was filled with rage as I looked at Paula's vicious face. "Paula, I told you there's nothing worth grabbing in there! Besides, I need to watch our groceries. What if someone takes them?" I covered my cheek, deciding to try calming Paula down first. Paula glared at me viciously and shouted, "What do you know? Those groceries aren't worth much, but these gift boxes definitely have good stuff inside. Hurry up and come grab some with us!"

He brought his hand full of them, the glass in his other hand. “Open up my love” I shook my head and pushed his hand with the pills away. Elio was stronger yet I would not give up. I tried pushing his arm further away but who was I kidding, the man’s arm felt like a whole tree. “Elio no.” I cried out, my strength not to get me out of this situation so I was going to sulk my way through it. “My throat already hurts.” “And these pills will make it stop hurting. Just take them then I will make you feel so much better after.”

patience for freshness and a lot of yours, I'm not a man to ask for anything, when I want something, I take it, it's up to you to decide whether it's going to be good or not, so that our night will be good, if that's what you want. — I don't want to and you can't force me to do this, you must be mad for good, what world do you live in? Nowadays you can't force anyone who doesn't want to. “I can and I will. I'm in charge of this shit and I'll show you.

Pathetic. The man she'd gone through all that trouble for hadn't even spared her a glance after she'd rushed into his arms like a desperate dog trying to reclaim an abusive owner. Everything about him screamed "let go" the moment he looked down and saw her, pushing her back inch by inch, while the desperate fool kept inching closer, clinging to him like a lifeline. And that was the difference between them and us. Liam and I didn't need to confirm or deny anything. Fans wanted us back, the media was already pushing out hashtags faster than the derby had scored a goal, and even the man of the match turned toward me and gave a little smile.

Everyone in the canal town knows that during the Flowerboat Festival, a man who chooses his beloved's boat can marry her right there on board. In the first year, I built a flower boat, but my boyfriend, Julian Lowe, chose the black-canopied boat next to mine without hesitation. The year after, I carved my favorite gardenias into the hull, only to wait in vain for him until the docks had completely cleared. In the third year, I built a small covered riverboat, close enough that he could easily recognize me through the window. Six years passed, yet every single year, Julian chose my stepsister Mia Clark's black-canopied boat. Each year, he gazed at me tenderly and promised that he'd make