Provoked Novelas e Histórias

POV: DAIMON Her small fingers touched my back, spreading the soap in a slow, almost provocative way. She slid them carefully, with measured boldness, exploring every inch of my skin with curiosity. I closed my eyes for a second, feeling the contrast between her softness and my raw tension. Every touch from her was a provocation that ignited my hunger. Her breath brushed against my skin, and my muscles tightened, the hunger awakening once again. "Are you going to stay quiet now?" she whispered, her voice laced with sarcasm and desire, full of provocation. "Or are you too busy trying to control what you feel?"

"Why the fuck did you even do that?" "Do what." "Don't." I threw my hands up, pacing a tight, useless circle in my own living room. "You provoked him. On purpose. You saw exactly how upset he already was and you just kept–, poking at it, calling him blondy like you knew it would set him off—" "It did set him off."

"I don't want you to start hiccupping and then make a fool of yourself." "Oh how sweet of you!" she said with sarcasm filled in her voice. "Ma'am you can start now." she gulped a large breath and then nodded. "My family was killed by the de Mario mafia because my father being a detective had proof against them and when I got to know that Sean was involved I wanted revenge. Sean had held me as captive in my house to find the proof that my father had. In order for revenge..."

"Are you kidding me right now? Your mom talked down on me in the presence of everybody. She embarrassed me as if that is not enough, she had the gut to call me a whore like wtf? When you knew your mother would not accept me, why bother to introduce me? Why waste my time looking good for that woman? Why did you lie to me? Is that your plan all along? You knew your mom would never accept me, yet you took me along with you. Couldn't you have just left me alone? You knew I was not up to your family standard yet you asked me out! Did you want to see me disgraced that bad? " Hey, chill, okay? I had no idea my mom would react that way, and you were not exactly polite either. For fuck sake Vivian yo

"Do not provoke me Leoric... I can go to any extent to get what I want." "And that proves that you are a coward." Leoric returned and delivered a punch to Lustrow's face making him fall back to the ground and gripped his face in pain,screaming like a lady who just stepped on a piece of broken bottle.

“You’re great!” He approaches her with too much anger and can only pull the covers off him, he wouldn't be able to insult or hit a woman, one day someone said to Camille blinded by his anger, but no, he was going to let himself be provoked again. He had to do whatever it took to talk to Camille about what happened, he was sure that Keyra did something so that he would have reacted to her stimulus.

Thinking about it, anger surged within her, and she regretted that she had only slapped Michelle. "Never mind." Ava patted her arm and said, "Actually, you shouldn't have hit Michelle." "She hit you! How badly I wished to beat her to death." "When you provoke someone you can't handle, it can lead to trouble even if it makes you feel good temporarily," Ava said. Charlotte fell silent.

His eyes were steel, “Remember that tonight. You will not ruin his night with your-” “I would never do anything to ruin Marcus’s day. You know that-” Triston slammed his fist onto the table. My plate shook, my hands moving away from my food. “I don’t know that!” His voice boomed, “This isn’t a fucking game. I need his time here to be perfect.” I felt my breath being held in my chest. “You won’t ruin another thing for me.” With that, Triston stood up and left me at the table. Triston and I were like fire and ice. He burned, and I melted with him near me. I gripped the edge of the table before I stood, my legs wobbled, nearly giving out from under me-

However, all of the love I once felt had been reduced to nothing when Anya hurt me time after time. My eyes turned distant as I stared at my phone. After a while, I finally replied, "We're too different." He nodded in agreement. After the agreement was signed, we headed to the restaurant we'd always gone to when we ate together. The first juicy bite of that spicy beef made me tear up. Jerome laughed at me, joking that I was crying from how delicious the food was. I merely smiled in response. He wasn't exactly wrong because I hadn't been able to consume anything that was cooked with even the slightest hint of spice ever since I started living with Anya.

Magnolia's eyes went wide as she shrieked into the phone at Robin on the other side of the line. "What happened? How could he just disappear?!" Robin sighed before gathering the courage to speak. "Ms. Walker, you can't tell me you don't know what kind of state Dr. Foster has been in since that incident. He's so deeply traumatized physically and mentally that he has been relying on medication just to keep his severe depression under control, yet you still keep trying to provoke him.