Romans & histoires Mimic Chapter 3 Jealousy

Cloe, another one of Alicia's minions added. I rubbed my temples feeling stress seep into me. I had a lot more to worry about than getting wrongly accused by my high school bully. "Envy is an evil thing Mirabelle, Alicia has done nothing to deserve this, but you let your jealousy for her rule over you. Ever since our high school days you've always been so jealous of Alicia, now you're trying to destroy her face just because she's living in the alpha's mansion now and you consider yourself the queen here. Don't forget that there's someone stronger than you."

I was looking so much like a bad girl in movies. "Don't smile at that look. You are showing off too much," Tyler complained. I widened my smile. "But I'm beautiful," I said, checking myself out again. Tyler rolled his eyes and I smiled alongside with Mimi. The way Tyler was looking at Mimi was as if he should snap her neck and it made him look cute. Jealousy was good on him… I knew that Rhea. Rhea would have murdered me a thousand and one times in her heart but I do not care.

I blinked a few times so I could draw myself back to reality. I had to calm my nerves. My feelings of jealously were getting hard to control. Hazel still didn't let go of me. She tightened her grip around my wrist. I forced a smile and laughed at the expressions on their faces. They both looked like they had seen the most terrifying horror movie of their lives. "You should have seen your faces." I continued to laugh, holding my belly to support myself from pretending to fall from the 'effect' of the laughter.

Unspoken Desires - Chapter 31 Vincent Lessia lay heavy in my arms. Two bullets lodged in her chest; bullets that were meant for me. How fucking stupid had I been? I let jealousy cloud my head, and I got drunk. I barely registered Cesare’s gun still trained on me until he barked, “Benedetti, let Karen go and face me!” I heard the police sirens wailing in the distance and noticed the restaurant had emptied fast, the patrons scattering.

“She’s just a maid. I noticed I couldn’t really kill you because of Sinclair so I resorted to being close to you so I would be your friend. I used that idea to get close to you and make you see me as a friend. I earned your trust so you would leave your children with me so that I could enact my revenge on you. “Revenge for stealing my man and here we are, still about to end this charade. Either way, I am glad that everything has happened this way because I’ll show you who truly holds the cards.” “All of this so you could steal children you could never make,” I scoffed. “You really are pathetic.” “If I kill them, maybe you’ll stop with the insults.”

Just a few minutes ago, he had set a trap so that as soon as I backed up in a spar, I tripped over a large tree branch and fell square in a pile of mud. I had to run off to cool myself down, and to not react to him. The frustrating part was that it made me want to run to him even more. I should be pissed, but all I could think about was getting back at him. I wanted to trick him back, only I knew it wasn't a good idea. People had already noticed enough. There were whispers about Simon liking me, or me liking Simon. I didn't know which was more embarrassing. William and Olivia both had turned extremely jealous and sour after our first practice. This caused William to repeatedly challenge Simo

Jealousy and doubt twisted in my chest while his parents and Missy gushed over her, amazed at how long it had been since they’d last seen her. Even as they sat side by side at the table, the way his eyes lingered on her, and the subtle way his body leaned just slightly in her direction, felt like a relentless drill. I could feel heat creeping up the back of my neck, my ears burning as if someone had whispered a forbidden secret. My fingers trembled under the table, betraying the jealousy that twisted like a snake in my chest, coiling tighter with each stolen glance between them. I bit my lip hard, trying to contain the fiery ache that curled inside me, like an unwelcome guest refusing to lea

She asked herself. The night came down on her heavily, she was dying to sleep it had already passed her bed time. She was an organized freak. Never had twelve P.M caught her up on a work night. She glanced up to the door and met his eyes, glaring into her soul. What was with that look? She'd seen that very same look before, on the first night they'd met, that look was buried deep in her memory. She could recognize it anywhere. She wanted to know if that was the look she'd receive everyday if she agreed to stay by his side. She lowered her head feeling intimidated by his murderous eyes. “Seems like Miss Jones have had enough," Mr. Miguel said looking over to her, "It was lovely seeing you aga

I mumbled and she removed her hand, sitting up pushing back her black hair, her emerald green eyes boring into mine. Just as she was about to speak footsteps sounded gaining both our attention. "Why are you both still up?" Jason asked as he entered the room, moving over to us. "I was trying to have sex," Starr announced as he pecked my lips, a chuckle left him as he moved over to her doing the same. "And how is that going?" He asked amused taking off his jacket and tie placing them on the coffee table. "I think I'm about to rape our wife," she mumbled leaning back, pushing her hair away from her face and I laughed slightly sitting up watching as Jason undid his buttoned down shirt, leaving h

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