Novel & Cerita I'm Mister Lover Man

XXX My name is Magnus Jordan Montenegro. They say I'm handsome, with a good body build and I'm still a lover boy, but is there still a woman who will love me? But, it is said that love comes spontaneously even if you block it with a thousand hells! As for women, they are also looking for their partners in life, whom they should love. But most of the time, they do fall in love with the man but there seems to be something missing or not yet satisfied; in love, or lack of time. But the worst is the man who is not a "provider" or is lazy with no money in the bank yet. But, I am a secret Billionaire, I have everything and I have secret insatiable desires!

I put the flowers in my other hand and opened my door, " I have told you before, haven't I?" " Look Mr Mysterio I don't know you so how in the hell will I allow you to have me?" I asked, he seems to be everywhere right now and... " Don't worry about that you will love me when you see me." " Are you saying that you are hot hotter than my husband?" I asked ignoring the pull in my chest. " Yes of course," he said I bet he is smiling right now, " I am saying that I am super hotter, handsome and sexier than your boyfriend, not husband I am the only one that should be called your husband." I couldn't ignore the possessiveness in his voice.

Let Me Love You - Justin Bieber & DJ Snake 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰 I am the evilest human. Human hypocrites, human traitors, selfish humans. This is sole because I have a 'mission' that you will later know what 'mission' I present to you later. Now I have to keep it a secret. Only after we succeed will we believe it.

"You fucking monster! Hurting your own kind, just to protect one of them!? Freak lover!" Freak lover? I glanced back at Lord Ingálvur who gave me a thumbs up, mouth slurping down more blue raspberry. His head was still on backward. Oh great, would not be the first time someone had mistaken the nature of our relationship. Hopefully, it would be the last.

“This last song is dedicated to the woman I love the most. I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you . . . You are my sun, my moon, and all of the stars. You brighten up my life, sweetheart. And I am the man who can’t be moved because of you . . . “ His lips lifted as he stared at me. My two knees are shaking. Tears already flowing endlessly at both my cheeks. I covered my lips when someone pulled my hand to take me on stage. The crowd is getting wild. They are all cheering for us. But I was deafer to the loud beating of my heart. Damn! This is not just a dream, Cherry! As I walk closer to him. The song, The man who can’t be moved by The Script is playing. Cause if one day y

"Damn it, doctor! I love you so much!" "I love you too, so much, so much, so much, Mr. Engineer!"

“You mean our business to the ex-boyfriend?” I roll my eyes. “You don’t have to say it for how many times.” He nod his head before turning around from me. “You know the statement; keep it private but not secret?” My lips parted a little. “So you’ll gonna be my secret lover?” Mister Dawson look at me this time. “What else we can call it? It would prolly be something like that.” “But we should make sure that it’ll pressure that sh*t out of hi—“

"Not a lot of things, I'm just an observer. You see that man on green, That's Monsieur Luc, he's a school owner. He's currently jobless, his school just got shutdown by the government but he doesn't look anything like that..." "How about his friend? What is his pain?" "That's Trent Grateau, he got divorced and lost custody of his only child to his ex-wife." "That's hard," I commented, Taylor nodded, "it is," "Maybe you should try smoking and getting on a rollerbike too. You might feel better," "No, what would I look like getting on a rollerbike in a suit?" "You'll look just like that," she said, pointing at the crazy-happy men. The sight of men smiling through their sadnesses was moving, com

“Miss you… always miss you…” He smirked, but it was soft and affectionate, no trace of the usual arrogance. “I know. And I miss you too. But tonight… no claiming. No taking. I’m just here to take care of what’s mine. To make sure you’re okay. To remind you that even when I wreck you… I’m the one who puts you back together. I’m the one who looks after you, no matter what.”

What incomparable blending of form and colour in your divine features! I happen to be in love with you Mr Romantic. Just by reading this, I was struck with love. Who is this Mr Romantic?