Persuasion Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

she called again, using those persuasive words and tone of hers to lure me into staying with her. Could I say no.? I could.. but what impression would that make.? I suppose she also knew all of the things which Ellen told me about her. I didn't want to make assumptions, I was certain she knew all that was said about her, but her smart ways would cause her to act in such a way that would debunk those claims. "Well.." I said with the thoughts of accepting her proposal, but I could feel a little drag around my arm, turning round to see Maverick whose eyes seem to bore into mine.

“Are you into men?” I sighed. If I had a penny for each time someone asked me that, I would be three pennies richer than I was, which was not much, but it counted. “No, I am not, and even if I was, it won’t be any of your concern,” I said in my stern voice. Their demeanor changed when they realized I was truly angry with them. “Now explain to me, why did you both feel the need to do what you just did?” “To seduce you and hopefully be the future Sultana.”

You would hold onto whatever he told you with belief because, at that moment, he could never go wrong. Dom sighed. This is why it makes it hard for any of us to go against his judgement. He knows exactly what he needs to say to hold something over our heads. " I frowned. "That sounds like manipulation if you ask me." "I don't believe that. It's called persuasion." Klaus leaned into his seat and put his head on the headrest, looking at the ceiling of the car. If he says he would convince everyone in the council, I have no doubt that he would convince everyone to believe you're something you're not. He only needs to speak once and you will fall under his spell. I've always told him that if he

“If she thought you had feelings for her, even if they were put on, then that would help make sure she and her mother stayed loyal to our cause. Revenge is all we really want, isn’t it? Would it be so bad to pretend, if it helped us achieve our means?” Ian fell silent for a moment, as if considering my words. I gave him time to think, all while watching him closely. If I saw that he was thinking of refusing my suggestion, I’d have to press harder. But there was no disdain on his features, just a soft curiosity and quiet pondering. “She’s not… unattractive,” Ian said. “And I suppose it would be amusing to be with someone who adores me, even if I do not share in those feelings for her.”

"Then her reality is wrong." "Or your reality is wrong." "Mark, my wife is pregnant with my baby. That's not wrong. That's fact." "Yes, sir. But your response to that fact might be wrong." "My response is to find her and bring her home." "What if she doesn't want to come home?" "Then I'll convince her." "How?" "By showing her that I've changed." "Have you changed?" "Yes." "How?" "I'm not choosing Amanda over Jane anymore." "Sir, with respect, that's not really changing. That's just correcting a previous mistake."

“I’m telling you the truth you don’t want to hear. You’re shutting yourself away, turning colder by the day. Look at Nina—” “Don’t.” My voice snapped, sharp as glass. I stood abruptly, my chair scraping across the floor. “Don’t you dare bring Nina into this. Nina isn’t marrying because she wants to. She’s doing it because you insisted. Because you manipulated her into believing it was the right thing. Don’t stand there and parade her as your shining example of happiness.” His face twitched—just slightly—but it was enough. A crack.

When I clicked on the new trending tag, I was greeted with surveillance footage from Adrian's room. Though the video was censored, the audio was crystal clear—their passionate moments and Aspen's exaggerated moans grated on the ears. Aspen's voice dripped with honey as she said, "Ian, make me your wife. Let me be the next Mrs. Ford of Ford Group…" Adrian's voice was deep and impatient. "Not yet, Penny. First, I need to marry Alice and get control of her inheritance… Then, I'll find a way to drive her out and marry you. That Alice is such a fool, actually believing I love her…"

"I have deep, inexplicable, irrational feelings for both of you, but that doesn’t change anything. At the end of these two weeks, I’m going home, Finn." He stepped toward her and placed his hands on her shoulders. She refused to look up at him. "Then we have some time to change your mind." He placed a finger on her chin and lifted her gaze to meet his. "And I play dirty, Pearl. I will use every trick in the book to seduce your body, your heart, and your mind. You belong here with us. You just need to see it." It was wrong that those words made her shiver, but it did. "Oooh, threats. I’m so scared." Pearl smiled and tried to calm the beating of her heart.

I pivoted my eyes back to her, relieved to see she had just settled deeper into her seat. It took everything in me not to let a vicious smile curve my lips. Oh, sweet Brenda, this is exactly why you're my favorite person. Perfecto. Bullseye. “Speak,” she muttered. Her tone came off annoyed, and her eyes mirrored the sentiment, but she was still willing to hear me out after everything. That meant there was still hope, right? “Okay, so...” I intentionally trailed off. Where did I even begin with this kind of persuasion? I didn't even know myself. “You know how you said you believe everything I've just told you, yeah?”

Collins is my father’s close friend and the owner of the estate Sonia was staying in and this is my opportunity. Could I be any luckier? I cleared my throat and met his gaze. “Can I ask you for a favor, Mr. Collins?” He smiled, leaning slightly toward me. “Why not? A beautiful girl like you can ask me for anything.” I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, pretending to be shy. “There’s a woman staying in one of your estates… I want you to send her away.” Mr. Collins’ smile faltered slightly. “Who?” “Sonia,” I replied.