The World Owes Me A First Love นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He promised he would love me for the rest of his life. He kept the first promise. He had a sharp instinct for business. Using the trust fund my father left me, he brought the Welches back into high society in just two years. The people who hurt us either ended up dead or behind bars because of him. Logan became one of the most talked-about names in Westport. The day Logney Corporation went public, he got down on one knee in front of the entire city's media and proposed to me. That night, fireworks lit up Westport from dusk till dawn.

In fact, I felt warm in Alliando's arms. "Please, hold on!" He continued to say those lines in a hoarse voice, as if it was the only hope he had in the world. With my remaining strength, I raised my hand and touched his cheek. "Hey, All. You've asked about our relationship, right? I don't know if you remember it or not. But, we are not just ordinary friends. Our relationship is very unique because I am your first love, and you are also my first love.” I was really surprised that I could utter such a long sentence in such a bad condition.

She was his first love that remains forever. ____THE END____

She whisper quietly looking down at her lap. I frown . I put the brown box aside and sit beside her on the bed holding her hand. " hey....listen you don't need to ever feel guilty or embarrasse about money or asking me something. Do you get it." I said softly looking at her eyes. " Because my love , the money , the empire that I built , its all because of you. Because I want to spoil you so much. I don't fucking care if you don't remember me and my love , all I want is you by my side. You never have to be embarrass about not able to reciprocate my feelings, I am fine with it but don't ever force yourself."

I've been drinking milk since young, so my body is far more mature compared to my peers. When I'm 18 years old, my protective older sister, Yvonne Gibson, is worried that I might get my cherry stolen by others via trickery, so she specifically asks her best friend, Jasmine Joyner, to take care of me. But during our first meeting, Jasmine's gaze never leaves my crotch. After my graduation, I lead a double life. During daytime, Jasmine is my boss. At night, I'm her bed partner. Throughout our four-year secret relationship, I'm slowly molded into the lover Jasmine likes the most. Four years later, Jasmine's ex-fiance, Ethan Sawyer, has returned to the country. She quickly jumps out of bed

Thousands of girls came into my life and I have been with hundreds but no one stole my gaze upon the first gaze like she did. I closed my eyes for a second and her face appeared in front of my eyes. I opened my eyes, again she appeared in front of me. I shook my head and this time, it finally stopped. I can't let myself be in love at a time like this. And I'm pretty sure she's a 16 years old highschooler. She's too young. And I shouldn't be interested in a minor. Yes she's a minor, I know it. She's too young for me and I can't have her.

My heart feels like suddenly held by her hand and she's being careful holding it that it might break if she doesn't. “Me too.” I say. But it seems like I find no more words to say except these two words. Because “me too” feels safer than to say nothing at all. She's my first love. The first girl who ever saw me. The first girl whom I ever kissed so sincerely that I was afraid of ever let go. The first girl who loved me tenderly and without anything in between. It was real. The love between us. And I hope this thing right here with me and her, will never end.

said Bryan, emphasizing his sentence. Paula can only smile watching her best friend and boyfriend who are arguing. It's been a year since she's been in a relationship with Bryan, there's no fighting in their relationship. Paula feels that she is the luckiest in this world because she has a very understanding and very handsome lover. Paula hopes that there is no affair between them, or whatever it is that will break the relationship. Nothing can beat first love, right? So, the word first love reminds Paula of her start to a relationship with Bryan, who is notoriously bad. Thi is where their story begins...

she asked softly. “Now,” I said, meeting her gaze, “I want to give it a chance. The truth is…” I hesitated, fingers brushing hers. “I’ve never really loved anyone before. You’re my first love. And probably the last.” Her smile faded a little. “Probably?” I smirked. “You really can’t be pleased, can you?” That set her off. “I waited all those years, Renz! Do you know how hard that was? I couldn’t move on because of you—and you’re telling me you weren’t ready?”

That’s answer enough. “I’m not fighting for you,” I say quietly. “I’m fighting for myself.” “That’s not what this is,” he insists. “Then what is it?” I ask. “Because from where I’m standing, I’m the only one expected to understand, endure, and stay quiet.” He steps closer. Stops. “I didn’t plan to fall back into this,” he says. “But she was my first. And first loves don’t disappear just because life moves on.” I nod. Slowly.