Pictures Of Jealousy の小説・ストーリー

ADAM’S POV I just can’t stand looking at Aria and Nathan enjoying each other’s company; their laughter and playful banter slicing through me like a knife. Each shared smile and moment of connection between them feels like a betrayal, fueling the fire of envy burning within me. The intensity of my emotions is overwhelming, a searing pain in my chest that makes it hard to breathe. I feel a profound sense of helplessness, as if I’m on the verge of being consumed by the flames, my jealousy threatening to turn me into ashes.

Smug, taunting as if to say he’s going to take her, and there’s nothing I can do. And just like that, I see green. Not metaphorically. Not poetically. Viscerally. ‘Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one ‘cause she belongs to me’ For the first time in my life, jealousy scorches through me, feeding the fire already roaring in my chest. It mixes with all the cropped-up shitty feelings I’ve never felt and threatens to explode. My face turns crimson, veins pulsate with pent-up fury in my neck, as I clench my fists, knuckles white with the intensity of my rage.

Something they regretted, you know what I'm talking about. Eyes were on them. Mrs. Miguel and Mrs. Jones watched in amazement wondering what was up with both of them. To their understanding Alexander and Siana's relationship was pure agony, to their understanding Alexander and Siana's relationship was not a relationship, she was someone he hated, someone he didn't want in his life so why were they both exciting the same bathroom with those unrecognizable expressions.

"At least, you can show us his picture" "I don't have any", I groan. "Really? We can't believe it. Come on. He must be really handsome, huh? We're not gonna steal your man, girl", Nancy blurts out. "Jesus! It's not about that. I'm not an insecure or jealous type of woman", I snarl. "Girl, there's a thing called healthy jealousy. You definitely feel it for your man, trust me. If you're not jealous, we doubt your feelings", Kizzy adds.

I pushed open my bedroom door, and the sight inside felt like a physical blow to my gut. Jade was on the bed, but she wasn't alone. She was draped over Theo-the same "friend" I'd forced to watch us just two days ago. She was riding him like a horse, her bare ass bouncing with a frantic, desperate energy. Her back was arched, her tits swinging wildly as she gripped Theo's shoulders for leverage. Theo's hands were clamped onto her hips, his fingers digging into her pale skin as he guided her movements, his cock buried deep in her pussy. My vision went red. The jealousy was a live wire, burning through my veins, but beneath it, a darker, more perverse arousal began to stir. Seeing her used by s

The gesture was so intimate, so loving, that something ugly and hot twisted in my chest. Jealousy. Pure, vicious jealousy.

I pouted, scrunching my nose as the heat in my eyes threatened to spill over. “Wanna know something crazy?” I fretted, almost gurgling my words out. “I think I’m jealous.” I let out a dry, pathetic laugh and wiped my eyes in the sassiest way I could do like I was still trying to serve face. “Natasha…” he softly called. “You said she’s married and all, I know, but seeing those stolen pictures of you with her? It wrecked me,” I mumbled, trembling. “Maybe it’s the way she makes you laugh like it’s easy for her. You looked so damn free with her. So natural.”

A familiar uncomfortable heat was building in her stomach and she bit her lip. "Not now please, wait a bit." His forehead almost touched his knees as he leaned forward. I was going into heat again. He was already panting. She did not want it to happen again, her jealousy was extremely exhausting, painful and so often it had deprived her of almost all her energy because in those three days that she was locked up she could barely take care of herself. He squeezed his eyes tightly hoping for a miracle that would stop the advance of his zeal but it only made it worse.

“I found out I was being beaten up by my ex and it was killing me inside because in my head I had never told anyone. Then I saw pictures of you with a peroxide piranha and I felt jealous and everything consolidated when I found out that I have more than one hundred and twenty thousand dollars in my account.” I’m chatting too much and he’s giving me that annoying smile I like so much. “Jealousy?” He raises an eyebrow. I nod with my head.

My hands were trembling slightly with excitement and nerves, but I hid them in my bag. Jace wasn’t at his office yet. Neither was Celeste. Of course they weren't. They were probably together somewhere right now, kissing, touching, and doing all the things I'd watched in that video. My hands clenched into fists. My jaw tightened. The jealousy burned so hot in my chest I thought I might explode. He was supposed to be mine. Mine alone. Not hers. I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down. Getting angry wouldn’t help. I needed to stay focused and smart.