The Irresistible Urge To Fall For Your Enemy Novels & Stories

Had someone to support him? Have I? I breathe in his woody scent, making me want to fall farther into him, to protect him from the evils that have been done to him. I pull back, grabbing his face firmly and pulling him till we’re face-level and a breath away from each other. I watch his pupils dilate and darken, and I feel my core go molten—not just with arousal, but vengeance. “What’s that thing we say about our enemies?” I whisper. It takes him a moment to remember, but when he does, he has to stifle his smile.

I stared at Simone who had a satisfactory smile on his face. “Sometimes I wish I could just cut off your tongue and make you stop talking forever because anytime you open that damn mouth I lose it.” Simone’s lips curled into a knowing smirk. “Don’t act clueless. You remember the bet… don't forget.” My chest tightened, that jerk would not let me go of this book anymore: “You don’t fall for her,” Simone continued, stretching lazily to his feet, bottle dangling from his fingers. “You make her fall for you. That’s how you win.”

My eyes were wide open as he continued to nibble on my lips, his hands drawing me closer to him, leading me to place my hands on his chest, feeling how heavily built he was. I couldn't kiss him back because he was moving too fast and he stopped, probably noticing I wasn't responding again. I just watched him, speechless with no emotions, not knowing exactly what to feel or say at the moment. My vision was still blurry. How could I be letting a stranger touch me and what was that turning in my stomach? All I could feel was my pulse as he moved his hands to his shirt and began to unbutton it, pulling it off him to expose his chest and enormous six-packs.

"Enough. This is a hospital. Get out. He needs rest." "You dare kick me out?! I'm his girlfriend! I have the right to be here." "This isn't about who has the right. And seeing the way he looks at you now, I’d say the word 'girlfriend' no longer applies." "Damn you. Look at yourself—your chest is as flat as a wooden board. Don't even try to seduce my Daniel." "Leave! I won't say it a third time. Go find the guy you were seeing that night and never show your face to me again. We are over!"

He needed me at my worst. I shoved him back, my fist curled, but he didn’t even flinch. He wanted me to explode. He wanted me to be reckless. “You bastard,” I hissed. He laughed again, loud and cruel. “You’re too predictable. You’d rather let her see you as a traitor than risk her life, and that’s exactly what I’ll use. She will despise you, and she will never forgive you. And in her hatred, she’ll be safer than in your love.”

He purred and let go of me. "One hour baby, remember." He said and then closed the door behind me. I looked down at myself in shame and realized my nipples were hard as a rock. I'd gotten aroused from him manhandling me. I knew I should be pissed but instead my stupid brain was turned on by him. I had always thought people falling into bed with their enemy was stupid but now I understand it. It was easy to hate Lorenzo but it was far easier to want him. I hated to admit it but Lorenzo inspired an itch in me that only he could scratch.

I don’t know whether my decision to let me show what mystifying attraction resides between us Is right or wrong but I am unwillingly thrilled to experience it. From what I have heard it’s an unbreakable bond and I want to see when two people with endless resentment tries intimation whether it would break the wall between us; is it power so strong or the hatred of ours will overcome every pull to make us become one?- either way, I am looking forward to it. I want to see what will happen when the intimidation reaches its peak and becomes fierce enough that he can't refrain himself. Will he break the shackles or keep up his flawless facade?

Would he think it was a scheme to get close to their Alpha? Not that I would be able to do much to him even if I wanted to – his battle prowess was unparalleled. “I’m going to stop you right there,” he said, a false cheer in his voice as he raised a finger at me. “Crosses aren’t welcome here. You can turn right back around and go back where you belong.” “I’m not your enemy!” I pleaded. “My father – I know he’s awful. I know his cruelty better than most. That’s why I need to speak to your Alpha – I’ve left my pack, and I wish to pledge my loyalty to him instead!”

He grabbed his head with both hands, shaking it as if trying to wake himself from a dream. "How can I be so stupid?" he muttered angrily. "That’s what really bothers me! Not that she’s rich! Not that she goes from one guy to another! But the fact that she doesn’t pay attention to me and now she’s with the Italian!… I don’t hate Sotomayor, I hate everything that gets close to her and takes her away from me… But how do I fight these feelings?… My God! If I like her, that means I’ve become an idiot!… Michael’s prophecy and the Tanarro genes… This is divine punishment! Kai’s spirit is punishing me by making me fall in love with his niece, so I pay dearly for my greed!… I’ll never be able to be w

He was like a faithful soldier awaiting the command. I knew he was ready to do anything, his determination fueled by his own hatred and resentment for Bruno. Such were the type I could exploit for my own pleasure, and I couldn't help but let out a conceited chuckle, the sound escaping my lips with sly amusement.