Selfish Desires Novels & Stories

Alejandro's Pov Human want. The strong desire to own or possess something or someone that is either unavailable, absent or inaccessible. The most interesting thing about selfish desires is the vicious manner at which it digs its claws beneath your skin, leaving you in complete pain and agony until you’re fully surrendered to the carelessness and recklessness of those desires.

I muttered to myself. I stared at the mirror, looking at the woman, I have become and married him for something precious and not this. Loving wealth, fame, power and still do my thing normally, that's my goal. Suffering became part of me when I was growing up. Suffering and street life is what I wouldn't like to experience again. He is a caring and lovable husband, but he wants to be the head. My voice doesn't count. “I have a voice, I am a brave lady.” I said to myself and stood up grandly to the dinning room to meet him.

- Outwardly I enjoy the success of other people, but in my mind I want what others have. "Are you greedy?" - Outwardly I am content with my wealth, but in my mind I want to get as many gold coins as possible. Aren't you spinning a yarn? "Outwardly I am pious, but in my mind I long to possess a strange woman. "Are you vain?" "Outwardly I am gentle, but in my mind I want every inhabitant of the earth to know my name. "Do you engage in gluttony?" "Outwardly, I keep track of what I eat and how much food I eat. But in my mind, I want to eat as much food as possible.

I can already see it. I admit that I’m ruthless, selfish, possessive, manipulative, and have every other bad characteristic there could be in a person. I like flirting, hooking up with different girls, and being a monster in bed, with the intention of never settling for one girl. In short, I’m a fucking huge red flag.

It’s that bliss you feel knowing that you are accepted and deeply wanted , to an extend that that someone chooses and continually chooses you. Is it wrong to want that? Is it selfish to want someone all to yourself – their attention , their focus , everything? Is it selfish to want them to be all about you? I keep asking myself these questions , because I know that it can not always be about me. No matter how badly I want that someone to be all about me , it is impossible to have that.

I did too. I let out a sigh and continued to walk. “I can’t make love to her without my brothers knowing and agreeing to it. It would be cheating and it’s down right selfish.” He scoffed and rolled his eyes. He knew I was right but he was letting his desires – actually our desires for her get to him. But it was getting to me too. “But isn’t selfishness is a part of us all? I say it’s okay to want her. You’re not committing a crime for wanting your mate in ways more than one.” Another set of truth but this came out as a whine.

I continued, suppressing the words I spoke to him one by one for him to understand. I'm sure he understands. But his selfishness refused and denied, he always got what he wanted easily. Business deals, money, cars, mansions, palaces and ladies. I don't want to be one of those ego-satisfying things. I won't be anyone's sex doll. I won't be anyone's bitch.

Nothing I can offer will equal what you have given me. I don't want to share my future with anyone other than you. I don't want someone else to try and make me happy. Is it selfish? That I will only ever want you and you alone. Maybe. Probably, but honestly, I don't give a shit what everybody else thinks. I want you to be the only man that watches me smile when I explore new and exciting places, wrapping his arms around me, touching, kissing. I want to belong to you and only you!

The possibility of causing harm, of losing control and jeopardizing their safety, was a burden I couldn't bear. And so, in a desperate bid to satiate the insatiable fire that raged within me, I decided maybe it was better I become selfish this once—a reckless decision fueled by the knowledge that her well-being held no weight in my mind. The consequences of my actions, the boundaries I would soon cross, were overshadowed by the all-consuming need for satisfaction. In that moment, my desperation outweighed reason, and I allowed myself to succumb to the desires that threatened to drown me.