روايات وقصص ضمن I'll Take Your Man

I say while taking a deep breath. "And i'll love you well into the grave."

TAKEN intro poem SHE FOUND IT HARD TO RESIST HIM, AND NEITHER DID HER WEDDING RING. PEOPLE CALLED IT CHEATING SHE CALLED HIM A MEANINGFUL TOOL. A BLISSFUL MARRIAGE WITH A MASCULINE ATTRACTION. WHAT A DISTRACTION! "NO ONE HAS TO KNOW" HE SAID TO HER TOO. TAKEN middle poem SHE WAS STUCK BETWEEN TWO THINGS: SEDUCTION AND MARRIAGE

Tears welled up as I nodded. "We have a lot to go through and hopefully when that day comes you don't give up right away, don't give me up right away," he said in a hoarse voice as he put the pull tab of the in can on my finger, "I promise to love you for better or for worse." Our tears flowed almost at the same time when he took my hand to his chest and felt it and then he brought it to his cheek. "But... Vance, if I can make it tonight, please live a better and happier life."

“I just want a chance to prove that I still care. That I love you, and I desperately want to be your man. In whatever shape or form.” Damn him. The worst part is… he means it. His voice, his eyes, even the slight furrow in his brow they’re all real. There’s no smugness in this version of him. Just… sincerity. And that makes it harder to fight. “I can take the bed near the window,” he says, stepping aside as if offering me the choice. “And I’ll even give you the extra pillows. No snoring. No weird breathing. No talking unless you want to.”

I will wait till the day you become mine and these little pouty lips will be mine to kiss. Ellen runs inside as soon as Logan lets go of her hand. She heard Logan shout behind her. " See you soon, angel ". ************************************************************************ ************************************************************************

he clicked his tongue repeatedly, "I'd watch my tone if I were you, things can go wrong quickly." "You bastard, what do you want? "Now, that's a good question and an improvement in your speech. We want your company, or better put, we want you out of your company." "Over my dead body, Liam." "That or your daughter's"

" I'll marry you. " To be continued

His black shirt accentuated his sharp, refined features, while his gentle, charming smile made my heart flutter. He leaned forward slightly and spoke softly, "Hello, I'm Isaiah Joubert." My eyes lit up with joy. This man's appearance and demeanor were the epitome of the perfect rich, handsome man—a far cry from the imposter I'd encountered before. The contrast couldn't have been more striking! I quickly composed myself and assumed a more graceful posture. I responded gently, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Joubert." Dad observed the subtle change in my demeanor and couldn't help but chuckle. He teased, "Weren't you just saying you weren't interested in traditional arranged marriages? Why are you so i

“I’ll take care of it.” ***