I'm Mister Lover Man Novels & Stories

“Widowed is good. Widows get access and sympathy in equal measure, and nobody asks a widow why she’s alone. But reserved is wrong. Make her warm. Warm people are invisible, because everyone’s too busy being flattered to examine them. And give me a dead husband with a personality, someone specific I can be fond of in public. Grief is only convincing in the details.” She’d improved it in ninety seconds. She improves most things I build in about ninety seconds, and I’ve stopped resenting it and started budgeting for it. “Fine,” I said. “Elise Caron, warm widow. I’m Laurent. We’re recently together. Discreetly.” “You’re always recently together with me. You should try besotted. It reads as harml

The guys immediately turned to Aaron and piled on their flattery. “Well then, congratulations in advance, Mr. Johansen. The Johansen family better not forget their friends now.” Aaron looked smug, but when his gaze landed on me again, they were full of mockery. “Sabrina, you’ve been chasing after me since we were kids. Now you’re finally able to marry me. Bet you’re over the moon, aren't you?” He stepped closer and whispered in my ear, “I won’t be the same as I was in our last life.

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, making gurgling sounds. "However, this isn’t entirely a bad thing, right? From what I know, Mr. Cassano abandoned his wife and ran off with his mistress. You say so, don’t you? When the time comes, I’ll go to the House of Hell. Do you think the King of Hell will ease the sins on my body just because I’ve done a good deed like this before?" The man laughed to himself as he spoke.

I bade him good night and turned to leave. To my surprise he stopped me by holding on to my arm. "Kira.."His voice was softer than usual. I slowly turned to him, wondering what the change of mood was all about. "I want you." These were the next words that left his lips. I felt my heart leap. But I couldn't tell if it leapt for joy, or in shock. "Sir?" "I want you to be my lover." "But.." "No buts Kira. I like you a lot, and I know you feel the same way. There's no need playing hard to get, because I always get what I want."

The other man scoffs, “As if a thousand-dollar bag will save you from losing a few teeth.” The door to the cage lifts and I’m pushed inside before the door is closed again. The first thing I see is blood on the floor. The second thing I see is the six feet two man at the other side of the ring with dark hair covering his forehead, his chest and sculptured abs riddled with sweat and his knuckled fists hungering for more blood than the one staining the bandages on said fists. “This isn’t the place for you, sugar tits”, Drako Torrance growls then he starts moving.

weird guy : who knows what intentions you have me : listen mister I already told you it's an accident not intentionally happened weird guy : such an attention seeker me : what the hell you said who wants your bloody attention I will burn myself alive instead to get your attention, huh attention my foot weird guy : I seen so many people like you me : I too seen so many people but never seen such a weird person like you weird guy : whom you called weird do you know who iam me : if you only don't know about yourself how can I know about you so sad I pity you weird guy : I hate people like you me : do you think I love you weird guy : who knows me : may be in your dreams I will become nun instead

"Excuse me? " "Don't blame yourself. You are a good girl. He is an asshole. Good girls don't deserve disloyal assholes like him, " There he was the owner of the voice that scared the shit out of me during my daylight. He was standing leaning his arm against the wall in a black shirt paired with a black shirt, silver rings dancing in his finger as he combed his dark brown hairs, pushing them away from his forehead. " Who are you? Don't you have class? "

But one thing they are sure of is that she knows, she is here to follow her boyfriend. "Memphis" Andrei just whispered. 'Wait! Is it Memphis when she said her boyfriend's name? Or I just misheard', Andrei said it to his mind talking to himself. "M-Memphis" Fleur cried it, "I-i only want i-is to t-talk to h-him," She added. "Come on, Fleur! Is Memphis Altamirano the one you say is your boyfriend?" Andrei asked curiously. "Y-yes, D-did you know h-him?" She asked and Andrei just nodded in response, "T-take me with him, p-please," she begged.

He took his time making sure I get my pleasure. I think I cried a few times from the sheer feeling of his passion, I felt so happy and overwhelmed. Simon is an amazing lover. He makes sure I feel each and every stroke he gave me. I love how his fingers grip me, it’s like he’s trying to anchor me to him. He has such power in his body but he uses it so gently. He’s a master at controlling it too. He made sure to give me just enough, so I’ll ask for more.

My heels clicked in the dark room as I approached the hooded silhouette of a man waiting for me. I stepped into the light, a smile on my face. "Did you miss me?" The man, my old lover stepped forward, a huge grin on his face. "Hell yeah, I fucking did. I was bored and tired of pretending to be someone I'm not." "I have good news," He continued, his voice dripping with triumph. "She trusts me. She has no idea. And her husband is a fool. He’s so focused on me that he doesn't even see what's right in front of him."