I Swear I Still Hate Him Novels & Stories

he said smoothly, "even when it’s locked from the inside." He clicked his tongue. "I thought you were smart enough to know that, Ivy." My fists clenched. I hated how he said my name like it was a joke. I hated how my desperation amused him. I hated everything about him. With mocking ease, he added, "Calling someone who answers to me… to betray me? That was bold. Stupid, but bold." "I hate you," I muttered, my voice trembling. He adjusted his cufflink, gaze cool. "Save your hate and your energy for tomorrow."

I asked, smiling softly at him even though he couldn’t see me. “Maybe because you were too busy hating me.” He mentioned casually, not even looking at me but it left me frozen. Hate. Hating him. Why do I hate him again? “I-I-I just didn’t know.” I say, not knowing what else to say. I convinced him that I hate him even though, now. I’m not so sure I hate him. I don’t hate him anymore. I don’t think I ever hated him. Then what exactly do I feel for him if it isn’t hatred?

he explained. “ What is this? A confession?” I scoffed. “ Did I mention that I hate you a lot more than you do? Why would I ever like someone like you even if I was into men!? But unfortunately for you, I'm into girls only,” he proudly declared. “ I'm glad the feeling of hate is mutual,” I shrugged. “ But on a serious note, you can open up to me if you want to. It's also okay to let it out sometimes, you're not a statue,”

"Because I've wanted to for years. I couldn't stop myself when you were right there in front of me." "I don't understand. We hate each other. You hate me." "No ,you hate me."I corrected."I never hated you." "Yeah, right." "I'm being serious," I repeated gently. "I didn't hate you. In fact, I liked you so much that I didn't know what to do with it. And instead of being honest... I was a coward." His lips parted slightly, breath catching. "You expect me to just believe that?"

He didn't have any right to shed tears in front of me. "Please don't appear in front of me ever again," I uttered with pure hatred before darkness took over me. I hate him. I really hate him.

Pictured that stupid huge dick sliding against me, almost inside, almost enough. I came so hard my vision went white, thighs clamping around my hand, tears spilling down my cheeks as I bit my own arm to keep from screaming his name. I hate him. I really hate him. “I swear to God, Adrian, I’m going to make you pay for this.”

,I asked. "We both hate that Damian son",he said. My heart related. But I had to keep up with the act. "How so? ",I asked. "I despise the bastard so much. I've been hunting him down for years now ",he said proudly. I acted shocked. "You mean you hate him too? ,and you're looking for a way to destroy him like how I am too? ",I asked. He nodded with an evil smile. "I do very much ",he said slowly with utmost rage.

> Now I’m not sure if walking away the first time was worse. > I think I hate how he’s changed. > I think I hate that I still notice. > I think I hate that I don’t hate him at all.

I said as I wipe my non existing tears. "You both are mental!" Usher snickered to us. And we both glared at him . "What?" He asked like his shocked "Shut up! Your also mental!" We three laughed. Well, as I said I do have plan on settle down. But contrary to that, I still not yet found the woman that's right for me. As I can see, women just after my fame, money and bodddy???. Hhahaha.. of course please don't get me wrong people! Peace.. ✌️✌️✌️

“I hate you!" “That’s what I thought,” he whispered darkly, pressing his forehead to mine, his grip unyielding. “You can scream, cry, hate me all you want—but at the end of it, you’ll still belong to me. Not him. Never him.”