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Well let me oblige you with something you’ll need to learn if you’re to move forward and stay alive’. He leans forward, hands clasped before him, eyes hooded. ‘Love is an illusion, it fades with absence. I don’t believe in it, in petty feelings that end up getting most people dead. The world is a tilting plane of gods and monsters, so there is only survival or suffering. There isn’t room for the weak. There shouldn’t be room for sentiments to take the whip, stirring you to destruction. Like it did Sera….like it did….’

The grief, pain, and screams all at once returned In droves. "If he truly misses he would have called but he didn’t, he truly misses me he would have responded to the messages I sent but he didn’t, if he truly misses me he would have visited or let me visit but you what! He didn’t" I just had to stop talking; I have nothing to say right now, if I continue talking I would burst into tears. After so many years, of believable lies and fake love, I can’t deal with this anymore. He doesn’t miss me, he doesn’t even care. "Dani!" He sighed

If it does happen, I want it to be consensual, for both of us to be fully aware of what we're doing but he's currently not in the right state of mind. "Love is only just a word, isn't it? Love is a lie. It's sweet promises, sunshine and rainbows until it's not. You get shown the possibility of a future together and a guarantee to always make you happy until you realize it's all fake. Love is a form of manipulation, a dominating tactic which most people use to get other people to do their bidding blindly. I'm not such a person so I can't offer you love even if you begged me but I can offer you pleasure with a hint of pain to tie it all together.

"Don't you think that's absurd? How do you even expect I go about that without eventually getting my ass arrested?" "Listen, it's so simple. You just have to make him fall in love with you and make it hard for him to leave you. After that stage is gone, you just make sure to get pregnant for him and boom, it's all settle. We'll be in riches," "You think that it easy? Why don't you go ahead with your "simple little plan with Mr Ceo" yourself and we shall see the highest bid of your result,"

This was Eve’s main task. The con woman replied with pride. “You’ve seen the conversations. I’ll forward the files of the rest of his messages. From the looks of it, he is hopelessly in love with a fake persona who he’ll never be able to see or hear from ever again. He’s actually still waiting for a ghost to show up. I’d say you got more than what you asked for.” The other line was silent when Eve thought her client should’ve been celebrating. Then, the girl spoke with trepidation, “I-I did the right thing. He deserves it, r-right? If he was a better man, this wouldn’t have happened…”

“Did last night make you do this?” “You are not the first man to come into my life. It is true that the soul imprisoned in my body did not force me, but it did not only force me, but also gave me the answer to my question that perhaps love happens once, but love does not happen once. After breaking up, we fall in love with the person who brings us back to life.” “It's all an illusion, Anna, just like you!" “If the scent of the blood with which you painted my lips had not permeated my lips, I would have mistaken it for delusion.” Hearing her, he brought his face close to her lips when Anna stopped him.

I yell on him, finally loosing my sanity with him. "Love?" He laughs maniacally," Love is an illusion, Hunter. I learnt my lesson twenty five years ago, the pain doesn't go away as we expect it, rather, it weakens us, overpower our decision making sense and finally pushes us into endless darkness." He lectures me with his theory on Love.

ASHLEY Love. Was there anything like that in the first place? Pfft. I put it to you that it's just an illusion. A crappy feeling that takes a lot from you with nothing to show for it. That shit about meeting the one was crap. It was total bullshit. There is no such thing as love and even if there was, all it ever does was take everything away from you, subject you to the mercy of manipulations, and make you do things that you wouldn't do if you were in your right senses.

It's like I could feel his desperation and need for me, our emotions mixing into desire. "I know you feel it too," he whispered breathlessly. "It doesn't matter how I feel! Emotions are dangerous and can't be trusted." I cried. "Give me a chance. The moon goddess wouldn't have made us mates if it wasn't destiny." I had to admit I did agree with him, but I just can't. Astrid had been quiet ever since we had met Killian, but this made her stir in my mind.

What will you call a person when he knows he's being betrayed, hurt and destroyed but still chooses to believe the illusion? He's my favourite illusion which breaks occasionally to show me the reality and drags me again into the fairytale. If this is not an addiction, what is it? It can't be love. "If you think my feeling is a lie," he husks. "Then it is. I love you. I love you so fucking much" Before I can respond, he captures my lips into a hungry kiss. I don't react. I can't. I'm too tired to respond to his wild actions. He deepens the intensity, nibbling my bottom lip. It makes me moan softly in his mouth.