Scorpio Man Obsessed With Aries Woman นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I need to be regular at work daily,” she said, “believe me, you are stopping that job with Immediate effect,” Fred said, “second obstacle to this relationship,” Aries said, “what do you mean?“ Fred asked, “I can't quit my job for any relationship,” Aries said, “let's get married and see what will happen later,” Fred said, “Hmmm, I didn't see marriage coming between us,” Aries said, “you will see, It might happen shortly before you return to Thailand,” Fred said, “what do you see to that?“ he asked,

"Yes it is just make marriage your thing," He kept quite and didn't answer Zaroon as if contemplating. After a few seconds with himself, he spoke, "You know I won't. I won't marry at all. I'm fine with fucks. Not more than that can a woman have a role in my life. I extract pleasure and they take my money. That's it. Even if I'd feel any attraction, a mere fuck would be enough to get over her because you know what, I show them money and they are ready to open their legs for me. I've never came across someone whom I'd have an utter temptation to get my hands on. Unique, captivating, enticing and definitely not a slut. Who would make me run for her, who without trying would force me to achieve

Iris shivered slightly as she looked at him. His aura was still disturbingly unstable. He slowly turned toward her. "Were you enjoying yourself?" She blinked in shock. "W-What?" He suddenly approached, forcing her to step backward instinctively. "I didn't like seeing you touch another man." Her eyes widened. "He was only injured!" "It doesn't matter." He said it directly, without any logic. Then he grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. "You are mine." Her breathing trembled. His eyes grew frighteningly dark as he continued:

Just her and the work and the plan laid out in the notebooks stacked neatly at the end of the bench. She pulled the first notebook toward her. Opened it. Her own handwriting from three years ago. Neat and precise and completely certain about everything it was doing. *Subject profile: Damien Voss. CEO Voss Industries. Age 31. Psychological assessment consistent with primary psychopathy with elevated fixation markers. History of obsessive attachment to objects and concepts. No documented romantic relationships. Suspected olfactory sensitivity above baseline. Potential susceptibility to compound V7 estimated at 89% based on psychographic modeling.*

Standing a few cm from him, she could clearly see the desire in the man. He was taller than her but shorter than Christian. He was clean shaven, spotting a mixture of silver and black on his head. In all honesty, the man didn't look a day older than 40. He was lean, with no belly fat like one would expect. "I have always desired to feel you bend over this desk and fuck you like you've never been fucked before." Isabelle's jaw gaped. She pushed the chair behind her and sidestepped him when he moved closer. Her palms had begun to sweat, and her shoulders were rising up quickly. Blood boiled beneath her skin. "How fucking dare you? What is wrong with you?"

Yennefer said. “Let’s get going then!.”Zemia replied. I was too weak to make a decision, Aiden slid his hands around me and I felt that spark the tickling sensation. —— It felt like a trap to her!.She was going back to the same man she ran from, though the sensation she felt as their skin touched made her forget, he could still feel the sparks. He knew she had been marked which meant he wasn’t meant to feel the spark again though he would know she’s his mate as he had meant her before she was marked. But in his case he still felt the world pulling them together, the spark was still there and her snect was driving him crazy.

After what felt like forever, Scar led me back into the room, helping me get dressed before leaving. And that was it? of course, that was it, it was just sex and it didn't leave us anywhere. But I was scared of how much I wanted to feel his lips on mine again or those thrusts in my pussy, I needed it. Needed him. Wanted him more. I felt pathetic and needy and a little stupid for not knowing what to expect anymore. Was I suddenly a sex addict? *********** Scar's POV She was a Virgin. She was a fucking Virgin. The thought alone surprised me. How could Leon have a woman like Arielle and not touch her? But the fact that I was the first person to ever have access to her body made me and my wolf j

His money was true and his fame didn't impress me, otherwise it scared me away, I loved his charisma towards me, his way of caring, but his obsession was driving me away , I couldn't deal with such a person, I'm scared! “You know I felt dying of jealousy when that man was devouring you, since the day I was inside you, I haven't been able to be with my wife, I don't want it, the only body I want is yours, I love Camille, and I really love you, I know you don't accept me because of my commitment, but if you feel something for me, just give me some time while I divorce”. “You're a manipulator Andy, I really can't”.

She licked them at the same time and it was obvious that the two men were dripping fluid because of what she was doing. Aria is like a trained dog. Who would have thought that the innocent, sweet and loving Aria would be like this? It’s different when you’re naive. You are blinded around you and you think, everyone is kind. Aria only did that to them for five minutes until their semen came out and shot it in the face of the innocent woman. They change Aria's position. They doggy style her and Arthur position himself behind her while Jay is in front. Aria just stared at the emptiness and the drugs completely swallowed her whole being.

The shock was too much to bear, and he left without saying a word. Harold couldn't believe that the woman he was about to marry was already cheating on him. "Wait! Harold, I can explain, please!" He turned immediately unable to take a second glance at her. "Stay away from me! You cheap whore! You disgust me. He was torn between his feelings for her and the betrayal he felt. It was a difficult time, and he wasn't sure what his next move would be. The scene was heart-wrenching. Ashley was chasing after Harold, trying to explain something, but he didn't want to hear it. He was so disappointed that he couldn't bear to have her near him.