Novel & Cerita My Paranoid Lover

“My God, why are you so paranoid all of a sudden?” “I just like to be certain of things.” She insisted.

The patron requested a hamburger and french fries and said "please." "Ranch?" After giving him a very little nod, I just sit there for a few moments and look at him. I pull out my cell device. It's possible it will pull my focus elsewhere. Wrong. My screen saver shows a picture of Mark and me together. And each time I go to open it, it's only Mark and I in there by ourselves. I'm starting to feel down in the dumps all over again. "All right, what issue are we dealing with here exactly?" The waiter inquires once more while projecting an air of annoyance in his delivery of the question.

But fate seems to be playing with him now. He thinks he has become paranoid because even having a wife who is older than him is like a ghost entering his mind. Everything that is happening to him now is the fault of that woman who brought him home last month. His stubbornness about sayings collapsed because of the woman whose name he didn’t even know. He was looking for the kiss and warmth of that woman’s body among the new women he had a one-night stand with. He has lost the desire to have sex because that woman always messes with his heart and mind.

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

He was experienced enough to know that not all things were worth his attention. - "Are you ruling out possibilities?" the redhead asked, somewhat hesitantly. - "No, never. But there is a very fine line between being attentive and being paranoid. I don't want you to cross that line" Lora looked towards the bedroom, where her friend was pouring himself a glass of wine. She blamed herself for not being able to tell him the whole truth. That secret consumed him. But, ridding herself of the thoughts that were sinking in her chest, she muttered:

I unloaded a massive torrent of cum deep inside her cheating pussy, imagining it mixing with someone else’s. The next morning I called in sick, planted a GPS tracker in her car, and waited a short distance away. When motion alerts hit my phone from the bedroom, I switched feeds and froze. Sophia and Lauren..our longtime friend, dark-haired, thick-bodied with heavy breasts and a juicy ass…were in our bedroom, locked in a passionate kiss. Their tongues slid wetly, hands roaming each other’s curves. They were lesbian lovers.

"Maria is with me. Life or death." "Dammit ..." I curse. My ego mocks me for allowing myself to fall for her. Anger scorches me for still believing she might be involved. The perfect plan to lure me into an ambush. I can't turn back. I have to go after her. Is this what love does to a sane man? Does it turn him into a paranoid fool, constantly questioning the loyalty of the very person he loves? "Are we heading for the property?" Pavel asks, his voice rising over the relentless rain outside.

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 .

“Damon has been acting weird since we got back from our trip. Something must have triggered it. I'm not crazy.” “No. You're not.” He spoke with calm certainty, like he’d already dissected my thoughts before I’d even had them. “You’ve been running on pure nerves since the ambush. You’re paranoid. You think if you miss a single detail, if you let one thing slip by unnoticed, you’ll lose everything. You’re terrified that something you didn’t catch will compromise your life with Damon,” He looked me in the eyes as he stepped closer. “or take it from you entirely.”

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?”