Novel & Cerita Infatuation Unwanted

and I’ll be like: wow… personality. I didn’t come here to befriend him anyway. I came to figure it out. Because whatever this thing in my head is—crush, admiration, obsession, temporary insanity. I can’t decide unless I’m around him. And just from today? Yeah, I’m leaning somewhere very not-platonic. Kae disappeared back into the kitchen, grumbling under his breath about demons and eye contact. Elian helped me drag my luggage down the hall. “You okay?” he whispered.

I said quietly, "even after telling her the truth, I'm still attracted to Sexy Red?" "What you feel for Sexy Red isn't love," he said firmly. "Let me ask you something...you don't know what this Sexy Red looks like, correct?" I nodded. "Correct." "Then what you're experiencing can't be love. It's not even obsession...if it were true obsession, you wouldn't even consider letting her go. What you have is infatuation. Fantasy. You don't know what she looks like, so there's a possibility that when she reveals her face, you may not even feel anything for her."

“I don't know what you're getting at, but what attracted me most to him, I repeat, goes beyond the physical, it involves the emotional! Of course, the physicist also counted... I am not and have never been an easy woman to win over... In an interview before I met him, long before... I made it clear to my fans that, because of some traumatic events during my childhood and adolescence, I became repelled by men who insisted on approaching me ... My psychologist called it “unwanted attractiveness syndrome”. When you have a very attractive appearance, “a feeling of repudiation is created due to excessive harassment”, according to the specialist.

And then later, he cusses himself—proving that I'm right. “Goddamn right, flower.” Am I the only woman on this planet that cringe over men who love to use countless endearments? I don't have a reason why, but it's one of the things that turns me off big time. “But what are you going to do now? I don't want to open up and let you in my life again. You can't have me anymore. How are you going to deal with it, Vincent?” This is the problem my flings get whenever I decide to drop them and act like I never let myself be entertained by them. But to be honest, without them, my life would be so boring and I bet I'm still in the grave mourning just like what Uncle Naveen said earlier.

I faced both of them to explain and to stop nagging. "Guys let's make things clear, I don't have a relationship with Dave Arkiel and we will never have a relationship because he has a girlfriend and another one whatever we have now we are meeting, or even talking. That's because we need to stop the marriage arrangement . Because we both didn't like that. So please stop teasing us. He already has a girlfriend and I don't want to ruin whatever they have." I explained to my two naughty friends. "Fine." They both said at the same time.

His presence had always been a source of comfort, but lately, it had become a torment, a relentless reminder of what I could never truly have. The act of distancing myself felt like an act of self-preservation. I knew that my infatuation with Logan was a double-edged sword. On one hand, it filled my heart with longing and ached with unspoken desires. On the other, it painted a complex layer of discomfort over our interactions, like a veil obscuring the true nature of our bond.

"If you are intending to say that you are hungry then I am not going to listen to your any excuse. I already came to know from the maid that you have taken your dinner. So don't disturb me." He glared at her and again leaned on her face to quench his desire for her. Now he was harder on his lovemaking with her. Its meaning was clear he doesn't like it at all Hadia interference. "Wadan..." Getting scared of his intense lovemaking, she again had to call him. A frown appeared on Wadan's forehead on her again calling him. "What's the problem with you Hadia? Can't you stay silent for a while?" Getting angry with her, he gets up from her and sat and started buttoning his shirt.

Even though I did my best after that to make sure I made Miss Kardashian happy once again, I knew that what she said about me was true. "You've changed so much in the past few days." Her words came back to me again. Somehow, I was irritated because of it. I knew it was because I didn't want to even think about the human girl that I knew was responsible for my new change. She was all the trouble I have been facing for the past few days. I didn't want to think about her, yet I found myself always lost in thoughts about her. I hated her with every damn that breathes within me, even with those things that weren't breathing. Still, she kept flowing into my mind at the most unexpected times.

My throat got tighter, my hands became moist, and I couldn't eat properly although the food was really nice. "Layla McDermott, I want us to be more than friends, partner, whatever we are now, I just want us to be more, I can't stop myself from thinking about you,I know my father did some bad things to your family but I'm not my father, I can never hurt you, I am in love with you" He's says. I was dumb founded I didn't know know what to say, my silence kills him but still a lot was going through my mind.

"Don't be so impatient, young woman. The things we can't have always seem the most tempting. Being the one with unrequited love is a position you should hold onto dearly. "Because once you finally get him, that perfect image you hold in his heart will fade, and you'll soon be forgotten." I leaned against my car, taking deep breaths, but the suffocating weight inside me wouldn't go away. The dull ache in my heart had transformed into a blade twisting inside me, making my fingers tremble. I pressed a hand against my chest, forcing back the tears in my eyes. Not yet. This wasn't the time. Christopher was already starting to feel guilty. The end was near.