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My expression softened. "Just like you met Oliver at the right time, how fortunate! If Ivanna had met Jared at the right time, she wouldn't have to be so anxious, would she?" I leaned against the wall. "How do you know this isn't the right time?" Lauren countered. "For most people, there are two types of romantic situations. Love at first sight and growing affection. We're not ordinary people, so we can't escape from these two scenarios." She leaned closer to me. "Neither of us can escape this. Ultimately, no matter our feelings, they can all be boiled down to these two. I belong to the latter, growing affection.”

They met barely three times and never had a proper conversation till now. "I had that doubt till yesterday. But the moment I saw her again after one whole month, I knew that she was the one for me. I love her. She is different and she is mine" Alex replied proudly with a constant smile over his lips. His friends released a long sigh at his words. How can anyone fall in love with just a meeting? It can be a mere attraction. "Can you guys stop your research and help our Alex to find out where she is from?" Rocky spoke, gaining everyone's attention. He is happy that Alex loves someone and he wants to unite both at any cost.

A nice, romantic, long night. They were that kind of lovers, after all. ----- Note: Do you want to see the visuals of this story? Follow our Ins-tagramm account: @sagastories.id. By the way, this story is available as a comic/w*****n. Just look for the same title "The Alpha's Replacement Bride" on W e b t o on app.

I awkwardly nod at him. "Nope, you are wrong. You wrote a love story with a classic tragedy at the end." So what?! It is almost a shock, and it's a romance. "It's a romance." I contest. "No, it's not. Let me tell you what's a romance story is." He pauses and stands up. He begins to move as he explains. "A romance story is a type of genre in fiction novel which places its primary focus on a relationship and romantic love between two persons. Usually emotionally satisfying and has an optimistic ending. Romance story always has a happy ending despite the challenges of your plot." Oh! I understand.

He made me ride him on one of the dining chairs, my tits bouncing in his face while I tried desperately not to moan too loudly. By the time we finally slowed down, I was a wrecked, cum-soaked mess. My robe was gone. My body was covered in his marks. My pussy was swollen and constantly leaking his multiple loads onto the expensive floor. Luca pulled me into his arms, kissing me deeply. “This is just the beginning,” he whispered. “Every night your husband goes to bed early, I’m going to be right here, fucking you in his kitchen, on his table, in his house.”

“This isn’t a one-time thing for me, Bella. I’ve wanted you for too long. Now that I’ve had a taste… I’m not letting you go.” My heart fluttered with a dangerous mix of excitement and fear. Forbidden love. That’s what this was. My husband’s brother. The ultimate betrayal. And yet, lying here in the bed I shared with Marco, filled with another man’s cum, it felt like the most natural thing in the world. We stayed like that for nearly an hour — touching, kissing, whispering filthy promises of what we would do next time. Luca’s cock eventually hardened again against my thigh, but we both knew time was running out. The kids would be dropped off soon. Marco might come home early.

Just as Reynold reached the hospital entrance, Monica appeared, blocking his way. She said, "Reynold, I've been waiting for you!" She approached him with tears streaming down her face. "Is Adrianna upset with you because of me? I know it's wrong, and I hate hurting her, but I love you! I need you! I can't live without you!" She suggested, "Why don't you just divorce her? Then, we can be together openly, without hiding anymore."

I sit up and look at the ground. "You asked me to try to love you, and when I say I do, you pull away," I say as I look up at him. He nods. "You know my history. I haven't known love. Hearing someone say they love me is new to me. I said that because I didn't want you to be overwhelmed. I never actually expected you to love me. I'm not trying to pull away, I swear. It's just different," I swallow harshly as I look away from him.

I was transported to a time when courtly romance and whispered promises held power. As the story unfolded, I became entangled in the web of forbidden love that consumed Isabella's heart. The enigmatic stranger, Lewis, with his smoldering gaze and mysterious past, ignited a fire within her that defied reason. Their encounters, filled with stolen glances and lingering touches, sent shivers down my spine and left me yearning for a connection as intense and profound as theirs.

Infelicitous love story. ***************