The Mimic: Jealousy Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🔞 #Chapter__11 🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪 🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪🐪 🐪🐪🐪🐪 🐪🐪🐪 🐪🐪 🐪 #JASMINE Never in my life, not even for once did I think that my life would change in some certain mysterious way..

As HE then, gave the names, by which HE started and first to Envy. “You might be born as a woman, but only into this time, this loop and chance. As the final chapter opens, into the 7th loop and the last chance for this world to crumble and should be destroyed no matter what. You shall me the opposite of your sex, a boy, a man whose heart lives with the human’s emotion of jealousy which is Envy.”

Suddenly, a loud, aggressive fist banged against the outside of the wooden door. “Hello? Is anyone in there?” A voice called from the hall. The handle rattled. “We need the mirror. Next group’s up in two minutes.” Jace froze. His whole body locked up against mine. His fingers dug into my waist, hard, like he was fighting himself. He pulled back. Just like that, the heat was gone. My legs felt weak and I had to catch myself on the counter. I turned around and looked at him. Jace was already straightening his jacket. His face was blank again. Cold. Professional. Like nothing had happened. But his eyes were dark, and they were still on me. He did not say anything.

Still the jealousy and anger was consuming him worst. He didn’t know why he was so angry at the first place. He started off with a bet. He knew Jack was pure and loyal. He trusted him. But as they say, when you are not loyal, you see the world betraying you. He lost the count of how many times he lashed Jack's flawless broad back. He loved Jack's skin. Pale white and flawlessly smooth. And now it was red in lashes. He stopped his hand when he was breathless. And turned to gulp a glass of whiskey before filling it again and went to the bed to find Jack whimpering in pain, yet he wasn’t crying loud. Not to anger him more.

She asked herself. The night came down on her heavily, she was dying to sleep it had already passed her bed time. She was an organized freak. Never had twelve P.M caught her up on a work night. She glanced up to the door and met his eyes, glaring into her soul. What was with that look? She'd seen that very same look before, on the first night they'd met, that look was buried deep in her memory. She could recognize it anywhere. She wanted to know if that was the look she'd receive everyday if she agreed to stay by his side. She lowered her head feeling intimidated by his murderous eyes. “Seems like Miss Jones have had enough," Mr. Miguel said looking over to her, "It was lovely seeing you aga

' I lamented. 'Oh!' I was surprised as I watched her move so fast after checking her phone, like the languid, sultry movements from earlier were merely an illusion. "Who is she hurrying for?' I wondered possessively as I felt myself being suffocated with fury to the unknown "rival wolf." I was alerted when my wolf whimpered in distress and my heart felt empty when I realized she's walking away, walking away from us.. ----End of Chapter One----

He had a smirk on his face; he must be enjoying this. “I’m not up to playing your games Antonio. Let me have it and I’ll be on my way.” He snickered, his eyes lowering to have to meet mine. The black swirling with blue and green was so dark now that the menace and coldness in them would have frozen hell over. Yet, the stupid smirk remained. Taunting. “You don’t plan on meeting with Darius do you?” I scoffed, a hint of a smile in my eyes. “Can you be any more pathetic? You can’t even hide the fact that you’re jealous. You’re already threatened by a 21-year-old. I have nothing to do with you regardless, so you can’t…”

I was still coughing painfully, but I forced myself to say, "It's not your fault. The real blame is on them." My sister glared at Jeanette and Zach. "How dare you hurt my brother?" she yelled. Jeanette looked panicked. She hurriedly held onto Zach and told my sister, "It's not like that, Miss Chase. Please let me explain! Julian Chase isn't your family's real heir. He's an imposter who stole Zach's identity. Your real brother is Zach." Zach also looked panicked. He said, "Sis, I'm your real brother! Julian stole my identity, and he kidnapped me. You can't forgive him!"

"What… what have we done…" "What have we done?" Felix's voice trembled uncontrollably. "We're murderers! We killed an innocent child! For what? For this woman's lies!" "Felix, I…" Margaret tried to say something, but she was swaying on her feet. "Enough!" Felix exploded. "Mom, look what you did! You forced me to kill my own child! And now… now we have nothing!" Margaret's vision went black. She let out a pained groan and collapsed backward onto the floor.

A new, external variable was exactly what she needed to solidify her position. William looked down at Mimi, his possessiveness flaring instantly. He had only just claimed her as his own, and now a serious, attractive rival was on the scene. The look in his eyes was dark, a flash of pure, unadulterated jealousy. "We stick to the script," William commanded, taking Mimi's hand in a tight, protective grip. "You are mine, Mimi. You do not let him charm you, and you do not let my mother use him to divide us. This is the first test of our partnership. Let's go meet your rival, and your mother's chosen weapon."