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I struggled to choose what book to read to him, since it occurred to me, belatedly, that I have no idea what my Master reads for pleasure. I try to choose something classic instead, something appropriate; but ´Wuthering Heights´, with Cathy, Heathcliff and Edgar, and their doomed love triangle, isn´t right. Neither is ´Gone with the Wind´, with Scarlett, Rhett and Ashley. ´Pride and Prejudice´, ´Jane Eyre´, ´Anna Karenina´, all dwell on the failure of three lovers to make their situation work. In the end, I choose something very different, ´Time Enough for Love´, an old 1970´s Sci-fi novel, in which the characters make their polyamorous family work.

Now that she had told her feelings, she felt more confident. “I want you too, Love.”, was his simple reply. But now something else was nagging her. The thoughts of what he would do now. She had read novels about what happened in the bed and how far a man can go, that she was both curious as well as nervous. Blame her hormones. She just wondered if he would be gentle or demanding. But she was sure that she wanted to his tonight in every way. . . . #TBC

Abigail's POV - Days flow steadily, like a calm river winding its way through life's landscapes. I sit at my desk, penning down words that weave stories of love and heartache. Fragrance of Love, my most successful novel to date, brought the intoxicating aroma of success into my life. Now, I'm immersed in crafting its sequel, Fragrance of Love Season 2, hoping to give the love it couldn't find in the first part—a story mirroring my own life's journey, finding its path to happiness.

Many people say that falling in love is not wrong. All beings have the right to feel love. It's not wrong to fight for love, until the end. It's not something wrong if love can or can't be reciprocated. However, why should Reo get social punishment? He just fell in love, and tried to fight for his love. Although the idol of the heart is called unusual if it is Reo who loves him.

Their love story is a vibrant tapestry, woven with threads of longing, yearning, and the thrill of discovery. The desires of a young couple are like wildflowers in the meadow, colorful and intoxicating. They are consumed by the urge to explore, to learn, and to experience every facet of love's rich terrain. Their hearts are open books, and every touch, every stolen glance, writes another page in their passionate narrative.

I'm sorry that I pressed on like that* he apologized and gave her a kiss on the temple *tell me, what did you actually do in the study for so long? *he wanted to know *only on the phone* she answered *so long? And why did you have to go to the study to do it? * he asked *you know darling, so I could call my lover without you noticing* she grinned at him

She smiled brightly before kissing him beneath the moonlight. And this time— There was no hiding. No shame. No fear of society. Only love. The kind that survives cruelty. The kind that heals loneliness. The kind that finally gives two broken people a place to belong. Together. Forever.

It did not help that she wanted a replay of that kiss, every single time, even as she was staring at the picture. There was a knock on the door and Maeve immediate shove the magazine under the table, straightening up as the door opened and her boyfriend, Issac, walked into the office. Yup, she had a boyfriend. After their first date at the restaurant where she arrived late, Maeve and Issac had a gone out a couple more times after that. Then, he asked her to be his girlfriend and she saw if yes of course. Why wouldn’t she? Issac was nice and smart and dreamy, and he was so handsome too. Maeve was pretty sure she was falling in love with him. I mean, did he usually kiss her like Dominic did th

Henry'voice sounded from behind as Riley sighed “Are people who are in lice always like this” “Like how…” “Abandoning their friends to be with the one they Love” “I don't know I've never been in love” “Forget it Single Dogs like you won't understand” “You are also single” Henry reminded as Riley turned and glared at him “Yes, I'm single, but that doesn't mean that I'm not in Love” “Oh, is that how it is” “You are in love… With whom” A voice sounded from behind them,

Ridhima said as more tears slipped from her eyes Her mother understood that something concerning her love life has happened. "Ridhu, I didn't lie to you about love that doesn't care about perfection or beauty. When love happens nothing matters if your partner is perfect or not. Let me tell you a story then you will get what true love is" Her mother said