Tactics Of Love の小説・ストーリー

"But your love for him isn't pure, is it Monroe?" I placed my hands around my throat, breathing again I was shocked that he hadn't squeezed the life out of me. I looked at him gulping, crying and struggling to talk as I tried to configure what games he was playing. "Your love for Tobias is what people in the industry would call... Trecherous. Adulterous. Scandalous."

Clap, clap, clap! The sound of applause broke the silence in the dark room. Marvis styles stepped out from the shadows. "Dominic, this show was quite the performance! Too bad my ex-sister-in-law didn't see it; otherwise, she'd be moved to tears." Dominic raised an eyebrow. "Do you think I need to resort to such tactics to get her attention?" I had loved him for so long; my feelings had already taken root in my heart. He just needed to provide a little water and sunshine, and let me taste some sweetness, and our relationship would naturally blossom. Marvis winked at him. "Dominic, are you admitting that you're pursuing my ex-sister-in-law?" Dominic snorted coldly. "She wanted a way out, so I

But you didn't know that the moment you signed the contract, you signed your life away. I looked out the rain-streaked window once more, my reflection merging with hers, the memory of that terrace night, and a cold smile traced my lips. Control is power. Obedience is strategy. Defiance is a puzzle. However, above all, comes love, the cruel, demonic manipulation that destroys people mercilessly. And Elowen Corvella, you'll be soon be in love with me, and then—I'll break you the worst way possible…

He said and licked my juice on his fingers without leaving a single drop. Then he gave me a lascivious wink and stepped forward. He pinched my red and hot cheeks gently. I downed my eyes not to look those dark lust filled eyes but he raised my head and our eyes locked. He looked seductive and i wholeheartedly fallen in his trap for me. "Do you want me to continue???....i am..." He slightly coughed in the middle of his words and said "I'm willing to give you sometime to change your decision..." His slight amount of gentle gesture towards me touched my heart and indeed, I love this care of him.

Reed's reasoning was oddly rational, presenting Ethan with a dilemma. This type of drug, more common than others, posed the most challenging situation. If Reed had merely drugged him to extract the truth, Ethan could pretend to be confused and tell a flawless lie. That was his plan. However, the current situation was entirely unexpected. He never imagined Reed would take such an interest in him—or perhaps it was not interest at all, but a method.

"Don't say you love me. Don't make this about emotions when we need to focus on strategy." "Everything is about emotions." I touched her face gently. "Strategy without heart is just cruelty. Protection without love is just control. And Elara, I've done the heartless strategic thing. I've made choices based on logic and duty and what people expected. And every single one of those choices was wrong. The only thing I've done right in the last three years is trying to earn back your love." "You can't earn love." She leaned into my touch despite herself. "It's not a transaction. Not something you work toward and achieve. Either it's there or it's not."

Laurie inhaled deeply and tried to think of what had attracted her to Patt and Chykel in the first place. I got dressed in a pair of carton-coloured trousers and a black long-sleeved shirt, before stepping out of my hostel to meet A. J. Baby. The pair of black leather slippers I wore fitted me perfectly, and I was thankful to my mum for purchasing it from Italy. It was past five in the evening as I trudged towards the New Girls hostel. There were several commercial motorcycles coming and going, but I decided to walk instead. I thought about A. J. Baby and the ‘principles’ in the Art of Seduction book. I remembered a waning the author issued in the book about being careful in the seduction pr

“Which is?” “You don’t touch Tessa while we’re married,” Lila said bluntly. “Not a touch, not a glance that can be read as affection. You act like you want this. We present together. It’s war-time theatre. If I see you slipping—real feelings, real contact then the deal is off and I take everything.” It was a hard term, and the way she said it showed she meant it. The bargain was mutual humiliation and mutual benefit; it was a marriage built on strategy rather than sentiment.

’ Freya: ‘Again, if he liked me, he would’ve said something… I don’t know… sometime in the last decade? Inner Devil 2: ‘Girl, Romeo didn’t confess either—until he climbed a balcony! Maybe Kenneth’s just waiting for a staircase moment.’ Inner Devil: ‘Also, let’s not act like love comes before lust. Lust is the opening act. Love is the emotional encore—if you survive Act One.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘And say he doesn’t love you yet, just marry him! He’ll fall for you eventually. That’s how all enemies-to-lovers plots go!’