Perfection Addiction Movie Novels & Stories

"You've never made me feel like I wasn't enough." "Because you are enough." His answer came so quickly that she smiled. A real one this time. He reached across the center console and squeezed her hand. "Don't let one arrogant billionaire decide how you see yourself." She nodded. "I won't." "I'll remind you if you forget." She laughed softly. "I know you will." ... Later that night. Daniel parked outside an unfinished office tower on the edge of the city. The building was almost empty. Only one floor had lights on.

With a sudden surge of strength, Elena slammed Jasmine into the wall, and Elena's fists continued to rain down blows on Jasmine until she slid to the floor, unconscious. The inmates burst out into cheers, their voices echoing as they celebrated Elena's victory. The sound of sirens filled the air, followed by the crash of batons on the floor. The police stormed into the room, and as they shocked Elena with a stun gun, her body fell to the ground, unconscious. ********** Elena's eyes gazed blankly at the grey walls of her solitary confinement, her mind a maze of thoughts and emotions. Memories flooded her mind, each one a painful reminder of her downfall.

He bought Laila's favorite necklace in advance, yet when it came to me, he'd only make such empty promises. I bet he'd be delighted after I was gone. He could finally be with Laila. My gaze lingered on Mom, Dad, and Simon before I entered the operating room. When the Dragonbone scalpel sliced open my skin, the last shred of healing ability I had was completely destroyed. The wolfsbane gnawed at my bones and tore my soul apart. I stopped breathing entirely as I reached the end of my life.

I stared at him, my eyes widening despite my best efforts to show indifference. Moments later, Rosy Cook steps out from the other side of the Aston in a scarlet gown that clings to her figure fitted. She curves her lips into a satisfied smile as she locks her arm with Marino's, flaunting their bond together. I could hear people in the crowd commenting on them, "What a couple! Wow, They're so perfect together—such a perfect pair!" My stomach turns, and a bitter taste arises in my throat. "A traitorous man and his mistress," I think bitterly. "A match made in hell, more fitting." These words echo in my mind as I glared at the duo.

I want to hear her call me that name again, but I push the thought off. I can’t ruin her perfect dress by fucking her like the animal I am. I’d definitely ruin her dress because I’m usually out of control when making love to her. She’s like a drug. I’m so addicted.

"You feeling okay?" I didn't answer. I just pulled a stack of photos from my purse. Slap. I threw them on the table. Photos of Matteo injecting patients. Photos of them screaming in pain. Photos of the dead "volunteers." Matteo glanced at the pictures. His expression didn't change. "So?" He cut his steak, perfectly calm. "What's your point?" His casual cruelty sent a chill down my spine. "You're not denying it?" "Why would I?" Matteo looked up, his eyes burning with a crazy light. "Viviana, immortality... that's the realm of gods. And we're about to breach it."

“I think I’ll turn in early. You two enjoy the rest of the movie.” As he passed behind the couch, he leaned down slightly, his voice a low whisper only I could hear: “Sweet dreams, Lila. Dream of Daddy.” He walked upstairs, leaving me sitting there with his cum steadily dripping down my thighs, my body marked and claimed, while I smiled innocently at the man I was supposed to marry. This wasn’t just a one-time mistake anymore. It was quickly becoming an addiction.

I closed my eyes with how turned on he had me with his dirty words. He kissed down my chest, taking one of my hardened tips into his mouth and sucking on it achingly, slowly. I arched off the bed, my need too great to go unfulfilled. He chuckled, giving me what I desired the most, his fingers dipping inside one digit, then two, his mouth going crazy on my nipples. His mouth paused briefly to whisper into my ear. “You are too perfect for me, Lily. Always driving me crazy and taking me so perfectly well. You’re my addiction, a bad one. I don’t think it’s ever going away. Jesus, I love…”

Marcus I was on a permanent high. Life was great. I have finally found my place, and I couldn’t be happier. We settled on a routine we would wake up with someone giving someone a blow job, shower together, then I would made breakfast while Simon got ready either for the office in town or the house office. We had breakfast together and, if he was working from home, lunch as well. Dinner is always in front of the Tv as we watch a show together. We had finished BBT, and now we were watching Young Sheldon, and yes, we are obsessed with the show. We cuddled and made out before heading to bed for more of the same. We hadn’t had penetrative sex yet, but we had done everything else, and it’s been gr

so this girl trick me he course under his breath and ran after her" and then burst into laughter rolling on the field. She found a place to hide herself and she switches on the phone"fuck"password" she stare at the phone angrly wishing that can break it" and Jeremy hug her from behind leaving no space between them, you thought you can delete the picture right he asked while she frowned her face.