Novel & Cerita The Irresistible Urge To Fall For Your Enemy

“Not with your plans. Not with people. So, I am curious about why you would be willing to have me of all people as your partner.” “I ruined things before,” I replied calmly. “And I’d do it again. And I wouldn’t mind this time. I if I am going to be the one to gain out of it, then I am willing to go all the way for this. And I am going to be sure that everyone understood where they stood against me.” He turned his head toward me, interest sharpening. “For what? I understand that creating enemies is kind of your gameplay, but what enemy are you gaining or fighting back this time?”

“No wonder you’ve been losing focus. You were falling for her, bro.” “Falling?” Damian snapped, his tone razor sharp. “Don’t use that word. She deceived me. She let me stand in front of her like a fool, talking about taking that seat, when she was already sitting on it.” Ryan studied him quietly. “Maybe she wasn’t trying to deceive you. Maybe she just didn’t tell you everything yet. You ever think of that?” Damian’s fists clenched. “Don’t defend her, Ryan. Not now. I trusted her, and she turned out to be my enemy. I can’t afford enemies.”

Ceen A burning stepfather’s attraction, the man I was not supposed to want, the man I was not supposed to crave, yet I see myself falling deeper and deeper into the chaos unwilling to let go, not that I have done anything intimate with him, but I don't even trust myself enough to not do anything if he's closest centimeter to me. Whenever he glanced or looked at me I feel like I could drown in his gaze, his stares makes me feel like I want to become his and no others, I want him to break me and destroy me in the most possible way, to claim me and make me his belonging and no one else, and that's the moment I realized I was beyond saving.

I should have told him to leave. I should have pulled my hand away, put up the walls I had spent years perfecting, and reminded myself that Luca Russo was dangerous in every possible way. But I didn’t. Because when his fingers threaded through mine, when his body shifted closer in the dim glow of the moon, the war inside me collapsed. There was no logic. No reason. Only this—this thing between us, stronger than my fear, my past, my secrets. “I mean it, Sienna,” he murmured, voice low and rough. “I don’t know how to stay away from you.”

If we discard all prejudices, then the dark ones were not so bad people, or rather, they were too ordinary for those whom they used to hate and fear all their lives. Aiden continued to gently tame me, light kisses were replaced by passionate caresses, in which it was so easy to lose oneself. He was a very attentive gentleman, several times this week I found flowers and sweets at the threshold of my room in the morning. Even realizing that our relationship is doomed to failure anyway, I could not find the strength in myself to completely isolate myself from feelings for the dark. Falling in love with your enemy... what could be worse?

It was just a kiss but dear goddess, why did it feel like I was melting? Why did something come alive in me and why did everything else not seem to matter in that moment? My mate was dangerous to me. In that one kiss, I wanted to give up on revenge, I wanted to give up on fighting Aedin. I wanted to explore him and make him take all my worries away. It scared me because I was ready to give myself to him willingly. This went beyond the mate bond attraction. I wanted Nate. I wanted my fatal enemy. The thought scared and infuriated me. This was my enemy. His father had killed my whole family. I was not supposed to be this attracted to him.

Sylvia said. David took charge of both her hands. Looking into his eyes, she began. “I have always considered you a pompous man and sometimes, I referred to you as my enemy’s son.” Leonard couldn’t hold back his laughter. “And who would have believed that I fell for the enemy’s son? I’m unsure of what lies ahead of us David but one thing I’m sure of is that I love you and I can’t wait to start forever with you.” Tears began to well up in David’s eyes.

Externally, my breath caught, and my chin trembled; my hands were shaking. That thing inside me that I avoided, most of the time, stirred; that inexplicable rage that reared its head when I felt someone challenge me. Dared me. I wanted to break him. I wanted to make Leon Ralis bow at my feet. The heat was rising. I wanted to conquer this madman. Make him unable to live without me. I pushed off the wall, my arms wrapping around his firm waist. He gasped lightly as I lifted him to my eye level; his toes were still on the ground, but it was a move I had never done, never dared to do, in the past.

“You know it. That’s why you’re still in this room. You know I’m the only one who can match your fire without getting burned.” I glare a moment longer, my mind still trying to calculate an exit strategy that doesn't exist. I’m still refusing to give in to the way I truly crave. The air remains cinched by the animosity between us, two enemies refusing to yield. Then the tension shatters. The explosion erupts in another burst of frenetic energy.

She walked around the desk and stopped in front of him and looked down at him in his chair — this vast, controlled, overwhelming man who had built an empire on discipline and revenge — and watched him look up at her like she was the one thing his wolf had never learned to be disciplined about. She reached out and put her hand against his jaw. He closed his eyes. One second. Two. Like a man standing very still in something he'd been resisting for weeks and finally, finally letting it reach him. His hand came up and covered hers. She felt it happen at 3am. She was back in the guest room, couldn't have said why she'd gone back, lying in the dark with her hand still warm where his had covered it