I'm Mister Lover Man Novels & Stories

Mister suddenly realized that she had secretly been distracting him while sending out a beacon of bright green light over their location, and leading everyone else straight to them. "You bitch! I should have known that you wouldn't come alone!" He shouted as he shifted and lunged for her at the same time. Lucky for the queen, she saw it coming in enough time to get out of the way. Mister landed hard on all fours just inside of the open doorway. He gasped really hard when he knocked the wind out of himself by brutally slamming his ribs against the corner of a table that was sitting just inside the shed entrance to the left of where he stopped.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” I asked while fuming in anger. I hurriedly stood up not minding if my hair is all over my face, just to face the devil incarnate who gave me a mocking smile. “What a pleasant words coming from you, Jill. Didn’t you miss me? Well, I miss you so much, babe.” He stressed the last word as if to emphasize something. My face grimaced in disgust at the sight of the man who I have considered to be my first love. Only when I met Von did I realize that what I felt for this cheating piece of scumbag is very shallow.

Maren took a long drag of her cigarette and blew the smoke directly into my face. "Apologize," she said. "Tell me you're sorry, and I'll pretend none of this happened." The faint fruit-flavored smoke curled around me. I used to love that smell, but now it made my stomach turn. She had smoked the same cheap brand for ten years. I only found out a few days ago that their tagline was "One Love for a Lifetime". Maren Hale's one love for a lifetime was Roman Callister. My eyes burned and I blinked hard, holding her gaze. "Maren, I told you ten years ago that I would wait for you until I turned 35. You never said yes. So I'll find someone who will."

"Don't say that! You're the only person I love! I was only together with Madison because our families were a good match." He gripped my hands tightly. His voice was trembling when he said, "I like being cooped up in our little apartment with you, snacking on chips while we watch a movie together. I like cooking with you. I like holding your hand while we stroll along the streets. I… "The only person I love is you." Tristan's voice was thick with tears by the time he was done speaking. However, I simply looked at him coldly while peeling his fingers away from my hands.

I was by the bar drinking myself out of it so I wouldn't feel it when I felt like my guts were being riped open. I usually drank alone so I wasn't paying attention when someone sat close to me, I just continued as I was. "You seem like a young lady who shouldn't be here." He started and I ignored him like I always do to others. "I'm sorry, that was rude of me. My name is Mr Wong and I'm here to give you offer." The man said. "There's a betting board over there, if you came to bet that I'd lose, you're in luck, the stakes are high." I said taking another sip of my drink.

I tease with a wicked smirk he would imagine me keeping. "I love your figure, it's perfect, enchanting and amazing and one out of a billion. I could spend eternity just staring at it and running my fingers over it because I don't want to ever stop." "Hmm, okay, lover boy." "Are you ready to become Mrs Gate?"

The next was the white shirt man with the golden tooth. "Sir, I'll get straight to the details. What happened? Can you recount your part?" Eloise whispered, sipping her cold tea. The blond haired guy suddenly walked up front and poured her some hot tea. "Little lady might get sick" he whispered with a small smirk. Eloise peered at him. 'Why is this guy insistent on standing here?' without a word she took a small mirror out of her shirt and paced it, leaning against the teapot. 'Let's see if this guy is involved or not?'

His face was all emotionless as he stared at me with nothing but disgusting, loathing, and hatred. My heart squeezed. I opened my mouth, desperate to say something, anything, but before I could, the voice of the MC boomed through the hall. "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the special event that will shake the whole city of manchester…” The crowd erupted in mad cheers, while others murmured in confusion. “I guess it's time for the proposed competition, see you there, My Rival” Andrian said before going away with the woman beside him. Her distant laughter rang like the horn of hell to my ears.

His voice was gentle, and he kissed my collarbone, the desire growing below. "I just don't have much experience in this," I confessed, my fingers playing on his abs. "I've only been with one person, so..." "Shhh!" he placed his finger on my lips. "I told you it's okay, Mia. You're great, and I can wait. We can stop here." "No." I raised my hands to his face, looking into his beautiful eyes, his well-groomed beard, his furrowed forehead. The man I was loving. "That's not an option. Make me yours. And you don't have to be gentle."

“seduce you? I didn’t reduce you, mister, you kissed me. And just so we are clear, I want you to know that I don’t like you either. I have a boyfriend and I fucking love him. He’s not an arrogant bastard, and he certainly knows how to treat women right. Unlike some peo…” “Don’t you fucking dare, or I swear, I’m going to,”