Please Love Me Mr George Novels & Stories

Jagger tried to pull of the chain but George held his hand quickly. "Dont. Cole. What’s wrong with you? Am I not clear enough? I love you baby. I know you do too. You are just acting up right. You are angry with me. I will make it up to you baby. Just listen to me. I love you. I genuinely love you baby". He cupped his cheeks hovering him. But Jagger pushed him away that he stumbled.

I told him everything, how I met Ivana and how she could have saved my mother if I wasn't late with her drugs, I told him how I came to love her with every drop of blood in me, I told him everything and beg him to leave her for me, if he can possibly tell Ivana how I feel and accept me since he doesn't love her and he has many other girls to love, but she is the only girl I can and will ever love. He looked at me with pity and assured me he will after all he has so many other girls and there is a particular girl he loves, that he only went for Ivana because she invited him, that he never loved or will ever love her, he assured me by tomorrow Ivana will be mine, that he will make her to love

Is George in love too . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .................................... .

Fiona could feel Paul Henry's fingers going through her hair, imagining her hair circling his fingers, Fiona suddenly felt her heart beat abnormally fast. From time to time, his palm lightly touched her forehead, clearly just an absent-minded movement, but it was as if someone had stroked Fiona's lap with feathers, and her heart trembled slightly. Just as Fiona felt she might have a serious heart condition, Paul Henry's voice came from behind. "Alright." Paul Henry patted her on the head, "Look in the mirror." Fiona nervously picked up the mirror. “…Paul Henry, the nation is almighty…” Dear Motherland, I love you!

~Zara~ I screamed at the sudden ticklish onslaught. George was grinning at my torture but it was my favorite form of torture. He leaned down and placed his lips on mine. “Girl, I love you.” My insides melted. Sweet words and sentences like this from George makes me fall all over again. “Is this your way of telling me that you will be going to the city council soon and you will be leaving me all by myself?” I teased. Well, not entirely teasing. I was always kinda sad to see him leave in the morning. I want to be with him all the time.

That I can't date to get up once I'm lost with him. My very owned CEO loves me, more than the love I have for him.

Those words hung in the air long after he was gone even now but that is the person I am supposed to make fall in love with me. From the distance, we heard the gate glided open. “He’s back!” Mother exclaimed, “Game on...”

' she quickly regained her senses dashing out of the office as she giggled along the hallway. Seems her research was right, Mr Neil Wayner was a strict, straight forward person, that made his own rules and let people follow them. And the one word he hates the most is failure, he doesn't believe in it at all.

Twenty-two-year-old Keith had once looked at me with love filling his eyes and said, "Amanda, every day with you is wonderful." At thirty, he called it torture. He pulled a black card from his wallet and handed it to me as if he were doing charity. "There's a million dollars on this. Consider it compensation for all these years."

I lifted my hand to his cheek, a soft smile tugging at my lips. “Why wouldn’t I trust the man I love?” He pulled me into his arms, his shoulders shaking slightly, like someone clutching a precious treasure they’d almost lost forever. A few warm tears fell onto my face, our hands entwined in a silent promise. (The End)