Perempuan Marah Tanda Sayang Novels & Stories

“I couldn’t do that. I mean, I would never stoop that low just to get someone’s attention. I don’t mean to brag, but I actually don’t need to pretend to be a sweet girl just to make a man take notice of me.” In an instant, Mara’s whole face contorted in rage. Her jaws clenched, her nose flared, and her eyes went hostile even more than they already were. Even the way she was holding her fork and knife went tighter, and I can already see the veins on her hand. “You bitch…” “Are you referring to yourself?” I quickly retorted. Her eyes widened in madness as she gritted her teeth. “How dare you!”

I’m trying my best to keep my anger under control when I smell the saltiness of my mate’s tears as she whispers, she is sorry. All the rage leaves me in that instant. I feel tears sting but hold them back. My bold, beautiful, strong mate is still scared that I am mad at her. I feel it through the bond. I shift her until she is straddling me. “Don’t you dare apologize Rebel.” I say as she looks away with tears in her eyes and it guts me. “Look at me darling.” When she slowly focuses her eyes on me, I continue, “I’m angry with how you were treated. Not at you, never at you. Do you understand? I love you so fucking much, that the rage I feel knowing you were so close and being abused in such a

“Speaking about this, ma'am, why do you think your ex-husband treated you that way? Did you offend him in any way?” “Well, to get mad is part of love. If as a wife, your husband never got mad at you and vice versa, it is not a healthy love. There is anger in love, but when there is anger, there is also correction. You see, I will not deny that I loved my ex-husband to the moon and back, but of course, you only know about your own feelings; you can't see into the heart of the one you claim to love, right?” “Ma'am, are you saying your husband did not love you?”

I am not happy at all. You seem not to understand that I am a man, and I was raised not to show my emotions. Don't give me that crap about being a man. Women love it when men show their emotions. It lets us know that you have feelings and that you fundamentally care. It makes you much stronger and more confident to know that men have feelings.

The look in her eyes changed from anger to desire. "I am supposed to be mad at you, you know?" "Are these feelings just because of the mate bond then?" she asked me. "No. The mate bond only amplifies the emotion you feel for your partner, but it can’t give rise to feelings that aren’t already there." I explained. She came and stood beside me by the window. I wrapped my arm around her, and she continued to look out at the garden. "I am sorry about today; I shouldn’t have behaved all jealous and insecure."

“Marissa. My love. I know that you are angry with your parents about what they have done to you-” “It is your fault that they did it! You encouraged them to take all those loans and to sign those contracts!” She screams at me as all her emotions of anger, sorrow and frustration suddenly explodes. She abruptly stands up and starts to pace in front of me. I lean back against the backrest with my hands resting in my lap and do my best to relax but still look attentive.

Startled, I lock eyes with him. “You drive me crazy. Why can’t you listen to me? Is it so hard to listen to me?” he asks in rage, shaking my body with every word he says. Fear slips into my body, his behavior scaring me. I only called my Mom. I don’t understand why he’s so angry. I’m on the verge of tears. Why is my mate always mad at me? It’s so sad that anger is the only emotion I can get from him. “I’m sorry,” I say, tiny teardrops falling from my eyes.

That piece of news about her missing him was hard to swallow; thinking that he misheard her he asked again, “Are you for real?” Bee was unable to estimate the value of her words neither was she able to see the expressions that were erupting inside him. She playfully answered, “It is quite boring without you, if you were here I would have had someone to play around with. You even left without saying, technically I should be mad at you. Yes, I am mad at you but I am kind hearted and I will forgive you! Just because I am forgiving don’t assume that I am happy with what you did... I am still mad at you in the ration of... Ratio of...” She thought hard to think about an suitable example but could

I get out of my office and abruptly stop to see a brunette looks so pissed. “Did you enjoy the show? You could’ve joined us. That would be an awesome-threesome.” Okay, that’s way out of line. Her dark brown eyes glint like an obsidian stone pierces with a fire of hatred, but there’s a hint of surprise when our gazes meet. She swallows hard as her face turns red. Why is she angry at me? “You’re such an asshole! You just made that woman cry. Are you always like this? Just wanted sex then throw them out like trash once you’re done?”

The anger burned inside him like an acid, making its way inside him to explode like a dangerous volcano, very well he could use this scene to break this engagement and be happy with the woman he really loved, but no, now more than ever he was ready to make this brazen woman pay for her behavior.