Mr. Sy, Hold Me Tight Novels & Stories

I said, still trying to be free from his hold. "That's right. I am trying to fall asleep, but I don't I think I would only be able to sleep if we do this. If you let me hug you while trying to sleep." "But I'm the one who wouldn't be able to fall asleep if you keep on doing this. Let go of me, now..." Sylus didn't speak. Instead, he only tightened his hold. I could feel his warm breath against my nape. "Sylus... Just go to sleep already and stop embracing me so tightly..."

Her voice is getting hoarse. He gasped. "Of course not. I won't leave you, Casey. I told you about it. You should trust me. We're helping each other, right? We should cooperate with each other. I'll introduce you to my parents as my girlfriend. Can we go inside now, huh?" Niccolo answered. Casey nods slowly. She took a very deep breath and mumbled, "I'm now ready for this!" Niccolo heard her and he smiled widely.

A tiny dancing boy spun on the lid as the tune played. She had said, "August will shine as the brightest dancer on stage one day." It was my most treasured possession. I was about to place it in my bag when the door to my room was pushed open.

I open my eyes and stare at him with a smile on my face, seeing me look at him this way, makes him tighten his grip even harder. “I will miss you Daniel.” I choke out and slowly hold his wrists with my hand and caress them with my fingers. He groans letting me go and jumps away from me; falling on the floor he starts punching on it, making loud creaks with every punch he throws on it, with both his fists. Loud muffled groans starts coming out of his mouth while he hits his hand over and over again, against the wooden floor. I rush to him and hug him from behind and try to pull him away. He refuses to give up and tries to pull himself away from me. “Let go of me!!” He screams and shouts while

Even after Eiser pushed him away, he still tried to approach me again. I frowned. From the corner of my eye, I looked toward the woman in the red dress. Her hateful glare had intensified. “Hey, sweetheart…” Stood suddenly said, shaking his head. “Let me tell you something. Young Master Eiser doesn't like women touching him... so... just touch me instead.” His voice was loud enough for everyone nearby to hear. I turned toward Eiser. This man only narrowed his eyes, completely indifferent. I forced a polite smile while looking toward the woman in the red dress.

However, all he did was wiped the tears away and kiss me. I struggled in his arms, but it was no use. His hold was too firm, and I was still weak from what he put me through. He pulled and tugged at my lips, but I wouldn't allow him entrance. Using his hands, he grabbed my ass and lifted me up, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist for support. He bit down on my lips, harder and still. I refused to open up for him.

I knew Damien wouldn’t expect this, and the thought made my pulse race. Then, I heard the door opening. “It’s showtime,” I whispered to myself, tying my robe a little tighter. I walked out of the room and went to stand in the lounge. I turned my back. I let the robe slip from my shoulders. “Welcome back, husband. Ready for our honeymoon?” As I turned to face him, I froze. And I let out a scream. What the fuck!!!

Hold on to me. I hold on. I hold on to him as the only certainty in this chaos. I clench my fingers on his forearm, so hard I feel the muscles contract under my grip. He doesn't flinch. He wipes the sweat streaming from my temples with a cool cloth Élise hands him. He murmurs, disjointed words, memories, promises, a litany of encouragement and love. His deep voice mingles with the reassuring voices of the midwives, who accompany me, soothe me, bring me back to my body.

Them sweat pants had me in a chokehold, you hear me. My cookies was thumping so bad it felt like it was doing Morse Code. Then I saw his girl friend came in right behind him, she grabbed his arm and he wrapped his arms around her holding her close. She smiled up at him saying something and he kissed her lips, and just like that the feelings faded as reality set in. The older couple with them I can only assume was Syncere's parents. Yea this is some kinds of all fucked up.

"Let go of me, Jerk!” “I'm sorry Miss but just give them some minutes” Mr. Lee’s assistant apologized to Liz who was screaming and kicking him. He didn't let her down despite the screams, kicks, and scratches she gave him. What a loyal dog!! “Mr. Lee! Let go of my hand or I report you for sexual harassment” I uttered, trying to release my hand from his hold. “Call me Leonard, Missy” He whispered. Loud enraged breaths spiraled from my nose as I tried to break free from his hold. He let out a chuckle before pulling me closer to him. I stopped struggling, my chest heaving up and down.