Psychopath Gf Novels & Stories

She sniffs, getting emotional, “The fourth one was gay, I didn't know he was gay till I found him getting piped by someone he told me was his cousin, that's one of the most traumatizing things I've seen in my lifetime.” “The fifth one was going well from the start, I thought my life was finally coming together. He was nice, gentle, and…” She trails off looking into nothingness like she's reliving everything all over again, “...He was good until I went with him to see his family and I found out that he had a psychopath and obsessive ex that stalks him and kills any girl he's dating and disappears…” “Is she a ghost or something?” “I don't know, but I had to run for my life. I was so scared, I

“Proceed.” And Evelyn does. She tells him everything. With each passing sentence, Victor’s stomach drops further in his own disappointment and rage. At the end of the telling, he’s looking down into his cup of coffee, shaking his head. “God damnit, Rafe,” Victor murmurs. “You were doing so well, proving you weren’t a complete asshole.” “Psychopath, Victor,” Evelyn says, her arms folded across her chest. But then she frowns. “Actually, the correct term would be sociopath with narcissistic tendencies. But. I think that’s less important.”

I slowly raised my face to meet his gaze. "I love you." He said and gave a cute smile. Before I could respond with whatever I had wanted to say, Aidan called out to his personal bodyguard. "Keep a close eye on her. Don't let her run around." The big, burly man nodded, his eyes fixed on me with an unnerving intensity. It's clearer now - I'm a prisoner, trapped in a gilded cage with no escape. This is really all there was to my marriage. Inasmuch as I hated having to feel this way, My husband is a psychopath!

After seeing the man in the video, Ryan's expression twisted with confusion. "Gina, who is he?" Arlo asked, his voice filled with empathy. "He... he was Stacy's ex. He's an utterly despicable person, Arlo. A true psychopath. Unfortunately, we weren’t able to do anything about him because he’s really wealth and has influence and backing," Gina exclaimed, her voice trembling with fear. She pressed her hand against her mouth and clutched onto her dress with the other, visibly shaken by the memories resurfacing. "If he is such wealthy and influential person then why doesn't he look familiar to me?" Arlo pondered silently.

I knew that I would obey her like the law until the end of my life. She was my queen, my universe, my world, and my everything. I didn't know what would happen to me if she ever left me, but I think I might go insane. We may have started our relationship in a forbidden way and ended up in pain, but this time, I'll do my best to make sure that our new beginning will end up in euphoria. I am Dashiel Davin Carter, the Psychopath Professor of Marra, and I am her Psychopath Lover. And now, I could hereby say that the class has officially dismissed.

"Oh, I am not doing anything.. you brought this on yourself, darling. I have nothing to do with it. But thankfully you saved me. Cleared your image. Now I can see you. How ruthless and pathetic you are. No doubt your girlfriends left you all the time. Living with such a psychopath is actually a great challenge. "You are nothing compared to them." "Oh yeah, I am really different than them and I am not after your wealth. I am just waiting for the divorce papers because I don't want to drag out this relationship and fake emotions anymore. Before we hurt our families more we should tell them the truth. Get over with this and set me free. I wanna live my life my way. You are no one to judge me."

I sighed, “I only saw them this morning. Wasn’t even sure they were from you since it’s an unknown number.” “Save the number.” “The drunk’s number?” He finally looked at me. “Save it. I’m not changing it again.” “Oh? For how long?” “What?” “I thought *I* had issues from my childhood. Then I met you. Man, you’ve got some serious personality disorders. I’d bet on bipolar.” Gabe stood and came toward me. He stared for a few seconds, then grabbed my hands, pinning them behind my back. “Don’t talk to me like I’m just anybody. I’m your boss *and* your husband.”

Taking in heavy, deep breaths, she placed a hand over her chest and stared at her reflection. "God, that was close." She murmured. “Just what've I gotten myself into? Why is he so bent on consummating our matrimonial bed tonight, can't he exercise a little patience for a week or two? For goodness sake, they're both strangers whom circumstances brought together today, and this very same day he's already forcing himself on her. He doesn't even care if she might have an infection or any infectious disease. Who does that? Only a psychopath does that, so he must be a psychopath.

His hands clenched unto mine roughly, no matter how I tried to deny, the fact remained the fact, that not only did he had that psychiatric eyes of his once again, but also did he fail all my attempts completely. "Mr. billionaire, you and I have business to attend to, so you better stop fucking resisting" With a grin plastered on the side of his face, he whispered out to me, but why would I ever listen to him...Never! Refusing to back down and with my blood spiking back up again, not only did I spat on his face, but also did I stepped hard on his damn foot and immediately freed myself from his shitty grip.... Remembering about it now, I shouldn't have done that, I shouldn't have played an awf

Annoyance took over his bottomless icy stares “You think you’re in a position to reject my offer? “I have seen your type before, they knew of my sexual illness and tried to get on my bed to bear my child but they are rotting in hell already!” He said with a maniac smirk — I need to be sure you’re not pregnant and that is by being under my watch and doing everything I ask of you!” He said. Kimberly was in a tight spot. She imagined how her mother would live without her and what this dangerous Billionaire would do to her. He’s rich enough to get rid of her and clear all her life history from the system without a trace.