Male Manipulator Novels & Stories

hissed a man with sharp eyes and a serious facial expression. That man was none other than Adam Anderson. He does have his own goal to make Alice as his woman as well as his slave in bed. During his life he had known many women, in fact almost all of the women wanted to voluntarily be friends in bed. However, for Adam Anderson there is no woman he has used more than once as his bed partner.

Very far from it. I slid my hands into my pants pocket as I walked over to Di Benedetto. He has been quiet, acting like he wasn't the boss in the whole failed attempt. That's one thing about manipulative men. They always thought they had the power and the complete authority to do just whatever they wanted and didn't know how to heed the side of caution, so once they get caught, they are left with nothing else but having to deal with their dumb brains. I opened my mouth to speak to him, but Kylie cuts in.

And each of them has reached the maximum input. "Why do you damn want it? Is there some scandal that you're afraid I might see?" "Of course, there aren't. I'm not that person," "Are you sure you're not 'that' person? Your actions say the otherwise," he wants me to believe with what he said. A manipulator indeed. I know myself more than anyone else. No one can control me.

My devotion as a wife over those eight years meant absolutely nothing to him. "Damn it, so you’ve got the guts to stand up to me now, huh?" He tried to intimidate me, hoping I would lose my nerve and tremble with fear. I knew him better than anyone—better even than his own mother did. Simon was a master at manipulating people's emotions; he was a narcissist who always believed he was right and entitled to everything.

"You're letting your feelings cloud your judgment. This is exactly what he wants. He wants you to doubt yourself. To second-guess the plan." "But he's been so—" "So what? So sweet? So caring?" Viktor laughed. Cold. Mean. "That's what manipulators do. They make you feel special. Make you think you matter. Then they destroy you." "I know—" "Do you? Because it sounds like you're falling for his act. Just like you fell for him all those years ago." Rihana's face crumpled. Just for a second. Then she straightened. Wiped her eyes. "I'm not falling for anything. I know what he is. I know what his family did to us."

By then, he should have grabbed him by the throat and demanded to visit her at once. But the man in front of him was disturbingly calm, as if he was discussing business rather than his destined mate. Alex's demeanor was icily detached, viewing his mate as nothing more than a necessary instrument for his pack's functionality. There was no joy or excitement, just calculated pragmatism.

Turning, my back pressing into the counter, I tried to hide the unease from my features, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing he was pissing me off. Staring into his dark, dead eyes, I felt dread creep up my spine. I had been around men long enough while working at Reds to know what they wanted from me with a simple look. And this man wanted more than just my company; he saw me as a game piece he could move around the board in hopes of winning whatever game he had begun playing with Alec. Well, I was not accustomed to being manipulated, nor was I a fan of this alpha male's sleazy glances.

I loved her, but she was crazy after you and that old hag give you that position which only I deserved. Aiden : ohh I didn't know, you should have told me that before at the time, you were my friend I would have given it to you but you. And about his daughter she was a psycho, she only knows how to give pain to others, she was a fucking sadistic person. Man : oh shut up you fucker, you are always there to fuck her, how can she be a sadist? Aiden : you don't know anything, so keep quiet. Just get the fuck away from my way.

"...He's awfully cold sometimes, Daniel, but I'm sure he won't, um, force the issue. If anything, he would just fire me. I'm not much of a catch, to be blunt." "That's not exactly what I'm worried about." She frowned. "You're not?" At her question, he sighed and took off his slender glasses, placing them in his lap with a resigned grimace. "Jia, when I say that he's a hard man to say no to, I meant that he's the one who often manipulates others into pursuing him. He'll never care enough to commit to making the first overt move - he waits until they do. That way, when things unravel, the other party can only blame themselves."

"I deserve to pay for refusing to let you and Sarah steal everything I worked for?" "You humiliated her!" "I exposed her. There's a difference." Julian's voice got colder. "And now you're trying to do the same thing to my wife that your sister tried to do to me. You're trying to manipulate her, lie to her, use her for your own purposes." I grabbed Julian's arm, my eyes wide with understanding and regret. Trevor was just like Marcus. He was just like Isabella and Sophia. He was a manipulator who wanted to use me to get what he wanted.