I'm Mister Lover Man Novels & Stories

" My words make him to look at me and back to Chandra. The one who's singing with all her heart. "You and I will walk together You will hug me warm and tender I don’t want to know the story of past love~" Maverick laugh sarcastically. "Why gonna protect the enemy if you can kill her here in your territory?" I frown and roll my eyes at what he said. "Do I look like that to you?" Gosh! I'm not that evil! "Hold me now and kiss me everyday You sing so smoothly And I Know It’s just imagination of love~"

I need a freaking break before my head explodes in frustration. This man is so delusional to think he can have a chance with an almost 21-year-old woman while he is already growing bald, I mean the man is probably and with no doubt in his fifties. "Are you fucking deaf!, I said it loud and clear I love you and there is nothing you can do about it because you are mine! And I know you you love me too Capiche?" Woah he is speeding up I mean he just went from "love" to "like" maybe he is on some sort of crack

He asks, combing her hair with his nails. Mr. Lover Boy! He knows all about love so much, and that was why he left me like total garbage and married that skinny witch, right? She knows about love so much that is why she was screwing me upstairs and savoring that sin as if he does not have a wife. He did not even make a mistake and slip out his wife’s name. What a lover, boy! Love, my foot!

MOMENTS AFTER THE TRAGIC INCIDENT THAT BEFELL ELIZAH HARTMAN "I heard there's a young and beautiful girl working at your place," said a man with a mustache and a repulsive gaze. "There are plenty of young and beautiful girls working at my factory. So what if there is? What's your point, huh?" The stout man retorted with a sneer, clearly displeased. "No, I didn't mean anything by it. I was just asking. Besides, why doesn't she work here instead? You know, in a place like this, they'd make much more money than working—"

Serenity smirked up at Xander who could only laugh out loud at her gloating. "I love you, Mrs Moretti." He leaned down to place a kiss on her cheek. "I love you too, Mr Mafia." THE END

replied. Weird to call someone that. The mister replied. I quickly tapped on the message. Mister: [How old are you?] [I prefer my pets, 25 and above] My eyes dilated. 25 and above?! I’m freaking twenty-two!.

"Your other lover wants to fuck you." On strong arms, he holds himself above me, as he presses between my legs. I´m warm and wet... ready for him. And my pussy pulses as I gaze up into my Golden Lover´s smile, and across to my Master, where, propped on an elbow, he watches us. Michael is beyond aroused. Perhaps watching me pleasuring my Master has readied him for me. Rock hard, his cock, always large, is huge, stretching me open as he penetrates. And of course, we have not now made love for some time.

The young man smiled and bowed in the gentle man way. Loverina knew him from the billboards. He was very popular in New York. She never thought in her life, she would get to meet him real. “But… But what… Sorry, I'm nervous. What are you doing here?” She asked. “I am here to prepare you for the party.” The young man answered with a smile, “I am sorry once again, mi lady. My name is Christopher.” He held Loverina's hand and kissed it, then he winked.

Now a real man who see a woman with a broken heart and broken trust, all I want to do is fix your mistakes and everything that's broken in her to make her feel hold again, love again, give her the world and the ultimate pleasure. I'm that man that soulmate her future husband who she can have kids with a family. You ass Lawrence nothing but a fuck boy will have nothing in life for being a dog out in the streets. Now with that being said leave the keys and get lost so I can give my woman pleasure and everything you could give her I will do ten times better than you. Lawrence threw the key on the floor the slam the door on his way out. I look at Allen and said you told him to stop fucking aroun

This is the fiftieth reminder. Want to be one but I can’t… To love you but I can’t… Kiss your heart but I can’t… You want a psycho but I ain’t one… God, I hate this song so much, I could vomit. ‘I’m going to end the call now, Joy.’ I turned back to the blue sky. ‘I’ll text you after I’ve checked in my luggage, okay?’ She said bye and hung up. Earn you a lover…. But I can’t….