Real Lover 소설 & 이야기

It takes twenty seconds before I get the answer from him. "We can be lovers—real lovers. I have feelings for you, sweetie. I love you and I'll never leave you alone. Believe it or not..." Dark Louiz replied. I was speechless and I don't know how to say to him. "From being fake lovers before, we can be real lovers. I'm in love with you, sweetie. Do you feel the same way too, huh?"

Right now, what it wanted to do was to touch her willing flesh. He raised his trembling hand and caressed the soft flesh of her firm breast with the tip of his coarse fingers. She sighed and relaxed her body, but made no move to stop him. “I am not a virgin anymore,” she reminded him. “You are so kind and handsome. I want to know what it feels like to be with a man who is kind and handsome. I want to erase the dream of horror that is stuck in my mind.”

Chapter Seven Adrian's POV In a moment, my past flashed past me, as I was staring at my ex girlfriend, who had just come through the door. Why did she have to just show up at that point? “Lucia?” I called out her name, just to be sure that my eyes and my mind weren't playing awful tricks on me. “What the hell are you doing here?” I queried angrily. “Seems like you've got another prey for your sexaholic acts on—”

Eliora said to me, "Why do you do that? Why do you speak of him as if he put the stars in the sky when he did nothing but break you so god damn much that the cracks in your heart were practically visible through your eyes." I laughed softly, "That's the things about love, isn't it? You'll let them get away with murder, even if it's your own." Eliora sighed, "Is that really love?" "I think we could've had something real," I confess. Not just his secret lover. "Maybe I'm wrong but I think he could've loved me." He never told me he loved me for all the years we have been together as secret lovers. Well, I told him he could date other people while he was with me. And to my surprise, he really di

Only Apollo could give me this feeling and, somehow, turn the morning of what promised to be a chaotic day into a sacred oasis, where it was just the two of us, the passion between us pulsing like an overwhelming heat. The moment intensified, each of his touches taking me further, as I lost myself in the ecstasy he stirred. The outside world seemed to vanish, and right there, in that instant, we were one. Apollo and I, entwined in a dance of desire, with time stretching and reality fading. My body trembled under his hands, and every move of his awakened a wave of pleasure I had never experienced. I was in his hands, and that was exactly where I wanted to be.

Raven answered to show Lorcan how serious she is. Lorcan’s jaw clenched when he heard this. “I’ve told you already, Raven. I don’t love you, and I will never love you. I will only always consider Celia as my real mate, and that will never change even after we mark each other as mates,” Lorcan told her firmly. Raven gave Lorcan an expressionless look as she stared at Lorcan’s sharp gaze. She doesn’t believe him. Lorcan had seen how much Lorcan cared for her. Lorcan doesn’t know this, but he cares for Raven deep inside his heart and Raven knows that very well.

She looked wistful, as if picturing a romance pulled straight from the movies. I forced a smile, trying to share in their enthusiasm. "Yeah, it sounds... interesting." One of my colleagues, Clara, noticed my lack of enthusiasm. "What's wrong, Ava? Don't you like the idea?" I sighed, shaking my head slightly. "It's just... there are no perfect lovers in reality. It's a nice idea, but it's not realistic." The truth is, if someone did show up who checked off all those boxes, wouldn’t they were a fraud? I just thought but didn’t speak.

“Okay, gimme all the juicy details. What happened after the court drama? Because you look too happy for someone who was at the center of a corporate scandal a month ago.” I poured us both wine, handed her a glass, and took a slow sip of mine before letting the words tumble out. “It’s… perfect. He’s perfect, Allison. Not in the way I thought men like him were, cold, calculating, untouchable. He’s just… real with me.” She raised a perfectly arched brow. “Define real. Are we talking ‘he texts back immediately’ real, or ‘he lets you pick the N*****x movie’ real?”

He exploded, hot ropes painting my chest, the necklace, my neck, and I came again just from the sight, fingers flying to my clit to chase it, body convulsing under him. We collapsed for real then, gasping, amazed me staring at the ceiling like, holy shit, petals, spanks, shoes? Nothing ever seen, for sure. Rowan grabbed a warm washcloth from the bathroom (fancy hotel perks), cleaning me up tender, wiping away the mess with soft strokes, kissing each spot after. "You okay, babe? That was... intense," he murmured, concern in his eyes, pulling me into his arms, big spoon to my little. I snuggled back, sighing content, "More than okay amazed, actually. You wrecked me in the best way." He chuckle

Patricia scoffs with an eye roll, "Give it up Dummy, Don't you understand?, he doesn't want you anymore, he never did." " Th- that's not true. He-he-he-" "Lemme guess, he told you he loves you and that he's never been more in love with anyone else and you mean more to him than any other girl he's been with in the past? " Patricia paused, she smirks, "Sounds familiar doesn't it? " I freeze, the words had indeed sounded familiar when He'd said them to me, it was the familiarity that made me so certain he was saying the truth. And I'd believed him.