My Paranoid Lover Novels & Stories

I said to no one in particular as I lay on my bed, I am not a bad person I repeated in my head since that was what I felt like now. Cindy is the one who is tempting me to do these things, I picked up my phone and looked after the picture of Jeffery which I took of him at the tent bar when he was drunk, for him I will do anything, to have him, I will go an extra mile

Bluffing cold eyes glared back, a face of dislike for this woman, hanging on the face. Shen a see, and he stared at the woman, faintly retracted the line of sight, for him to put on the face of dislike and disgust, just so lightly swept past, the slightest care. Maybe ...... that paranoid cognition in his heart, paranoid determination, was suddenly broken. That a piece of paper, a sentence, every word, are indicting that his disgust for this woman simply does not have the slightest basis! Obviously justified loathing of the person, rightly look down on the person, from time to time reason enough to secretly ironic person, suddenly, black and white words a piece of evidence to tell him: you l

"The woman has a very severe paranoid disorder. And her poor husband was under constant suspicion throughout their married life. Three years." As they walked into the dining room, they kept talking about Harper's odd client. Alex occasionally brushed his lips against Harper's soft cheek. He loved the rose scent that wafted off Harper's body. "Her husband must be very patient. A saint.” "I guess so too. They got married because they were arranged together. And fortunately, her husband immediately fell in love with her. But he is also human. Yesterday they fought, she said. Her husband admitted that he was fed up with his wife's paranoia, so she sadly asked me to heal her paranoid disorder."

Martina Pov ' Why is Loren here?' I cursed within, lying unconsciously on the bed. This guy ruined my perfect plan of catching Alexander Volkov. It's not that Alexander was going to have sex with me in this paralysis state of mine. He would have definitely cute me first before taking me in his bed. And that very moment I thought I would kill him. ' But this guy interrupted me. He put his life in danger! If only I was not under paralysis aphrodisiacs , I would have kicked some common sense in his dumbass head!' I continued cursing Loren within myself. Until he injected something .

I can't believe that I was cleaning up his mess again just like the last time. At least this time the victim was alive. I watched Loren who looked like a shadow of her former self. She looked so in pain despite being back in the safety of her house. She could still not help being paranoid. She kept on looking over her shoulders as if she was expecting some sort of monster to jump out and attack her. This was what Xavier did to her. The feeling of dread was still lingering in her head and I knew it wouldn't go away anytime soon. “Loren,” I asked when she was settled, “Are you alright?”

"But, I’m sorry, Mr. Liam, I can’t let you go freely now. Since the victim mentioned your name, you are now a suspect." Julie’s eyes welled up with tears. She clenched her fists, torn between her love for Liam and the possibility that he was the one who raped her sister. "What do you mean? I didn’t do anything! Julie, say something. You believe me, don’t you?" Liam pleaded, but Julie just sat there in silence, her anger bottled up.

They can't do anything to help Memphis and Fleur cause they didn't know their story but their hearts hurting for them to have this situation because they love each other back then. "I forgive you too, M-Memphis! I-i'm sorry!" Fleur cries, "I am so sorry, Memphis! And———I Love You Too, L-Love!" That was the last word she says and let herself fall in the ravine.

"He can't get through to me, so he sends his lover? Is this some prank?" "Lover?" Ariana found the word so disgusting, especially concerning Markris of all people. "Why would I have a lover who is married? Hell, why would Markris be my lover when his mum is almost like a mother to me? Also, I fucked his friend, and I enjoyed it too much to jump in bed with him. Hopefully, this helps?" "What?" Lorena could not believe her ears. A girl she had never met just info dumped on her without any shame. Suddenly, she needed to know whoever it was.

"You don't know that!" "And you don't know what that is. "She reached over and grabbed my hand, squeezing it. "That's why we're here. That's why I took that hair from his head like a weirdo. Because I need to know; we need to know. But until those results come back, I'm choosing to believe the best in him." I stared at her. "Who are you and what have you done with paranoid Emily?" She laughed; a real laugh, the kind that crinkled her eyes and made her look five years younger. "Paranoid Emily is ecstatic. She's been running for six years, and she's finally realised she might have been running from the wrong person this whole time."

The four of them sat in the living room, all with stony faces. "According to you guys, Marisa Darcywas just playing a trick, but now she's gone completely crazy and hurt someone with a knife." Cameron Hunter frowned at the gauze on Alex Brown' hand, vaguely regretting the "help" he had provided to Marisa Miller. Ivy Smith hugged the pillow in her hand and said, "She's a paranoid personality, a psychopath, and if she wasn't limited in her abilities, she would have done more than hurt people."