Romance With Angst Novels & Stories

“With words or kisses?” “Words!” I hissed, my face burning. “Boring.” He leaned against the doorframe. “But fine. Be classy.” I laughed, shaking my head again. “You’re impossible.” “And yet you keep me around.” I carefully closed the box, my heart still fluttering. As Angelo slipped back to his office still muttering something about red dresses being a sign of romantic doom, I sank into my chair and exhaled. Maybe things weren’t perfect. Maybe someone out there still wanted me hurt.

"You won't lose me... And well I won't let you, but we have to be open with each other." " Your mood swings are or really dark . Where do you go to? I fear your silence ." " It's too early to pick me apart." "Then will you let me in?" "I've shown you my scars Angelo, even parts that the sun has not seen. I've let you in where no man has gone but my toys have." Angelo chuckled; and slid of his jacket and the scarf I gave him. I took off my jacket because I was feeling all hot and bothered and my heart was racing in a good way. He lifted my chin up and gently caressed my cheek moving closer and pulling me into his arms.

It shouldn't have been difficult for me to choose between them, but he made it seem like I was walking on fucking eggshells with each breath I drew. As we sipped our coffee, the warmth spreading through my hands and into my heart like a gentle embrace, I couldn't help but feel torn between the comfort of Jonathan's presence and the lingering memory of Angelo's fiery passion and intensity. Jonathan's gentle smile and caring eyes, fringed with lush lashes, made me feel safe, enveloped in a cocoon of warmth, yet Angelo's face persisted in my mind, a persistent whisper, a siren's call.

No rage, just this dark curiosity that made my skin prickle. He looked at me like he could see right through my anger to the confusing heat underneath. “Scream? Fight? I’ve handled worse. But I have to admit, watching you try is… entertaining.” My cheeks burned. I could feel my breasts heaving with each angry breath, the thin fabric of my blouse doing nothing to hide how hard my nipples were.

Like he was trying to figure out whether I was lying or simply trying to wound him. Maybe both. His fingers tightened slightly around my wrist. And then his forehead rested briefly against mine. The sudden closeness stole my breath completely. “You drive me insane,” he murmured. My chest tightened painfully. Because despite everything I still wanted him close. Still reacted to him. Still melted whenever his voice softened like that. Roman’s hand slid slowly upward, fingers brushing lightly against my jaw now. The anger between us shifted. Not disappearing. Just turning into something heavier. Something dangerous in a different way.

His hands moved down to my core as he rubbed the surface, erupting a scream from me……as I began to pant and thrash on the bed. I can’t believe am enjoying this,am supposed to be angry,to feel molested, instead am enjoying every bit of it,all thanks to my betrayer body. “Am going to explain everything to you Tomorrow, for now just rest,that’s an order” he said and Immediately I closed my eyes. .. .. 💕 Lady Katherine’s POV 💕 .. ..

"I am lonely most of the time. But now I have you. I won't be lonely anymore" She came closer to him placing both of her hands on his cheeks,stared into his eyes,he stared back. There seemed to be a change of atmosphere at that point. It became a romantic atmosphere. He gently placed his hands around her waist. She got closer,her face just an inch away from his and she gave him a kiss on his lips. It was so magical that he had to close his eyes. She continued kissing,this time she focused on the lower lip,then then upper lip and he picked up the pace from there. They kissed each other's lips so passionately until Jane let out a slight moan. He then went further to kiss her neck,while squeezi

He had no fucking right to turn Angelo into a blushing mess that was trying to please him at all costs. Brimming with ill-concealed irritation, I cleared my throat and turned a sickly sweet smile on Bryan, “How’s your wife, Ms. Andorra? Don’t you think she’d be waiting up for you now?” I bit back a grin on seeing the dismayed look on Angelo’s face. He flushed a beet-red, probably thinking that he’d been flirting with a straight man while his date was right across. This was definitely a red flag and nothing was going to make me agree to date him.

Even if I was, my scent should have drifted into his nostrils now and made him realize his mate was here, but he seemed to go deeper the moment I stepped in. "What is going on here!" I shouted, my voice cracking as I felt more pain shooting through me. They broke the kiss, swirled to face me, and I could see nothing but anger on the face of my supposed mate. Almost all of the buttons on his shirt was loosen to expose his broad chest and six-packs. The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes.

That insane . "Angela are you crazy" I said to her tying to collect it from her hand before another person sees it . My cheek burn in embarrassment as the taught of wearing that in front of Mr DiCaprio and seeing his face. I have never worn anything like this before in front of my past boyfriends talk more of going further than sharing innocent kisses . "Samantha stop being a baby. You are a beautiful twenty three years old women and his high time you display this beautiful body of yours and drive a man insane." She said trying to boast my ego.