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he started. "And what's with that?" "Well, I just want to say that you won." "Uh? Do we have some battle or what? You're just the one who wants to compete; you know love isn't a competition, not even a war nor a battle." "But that's life." Doctor Jimenez grinned. "Life is paradox; it is a mirror of confusion. Loved and be loved."

I was shocked at the revelation how could i have been so stupid i had walked right into a trap. " now now don't beat your self up dear Isabella I'm impressed and I'm not easily impressed I've been watching you for a while now and i'v seen what you can do your the kind of person i can work with a someone who goes for what they want, your brave ill give you that manipulating poor Adrian to get into the auction so you could steal my diamond is the kind of thinking that makes you a useful asset or a potentially dangerous opponent an opponent i could dispose of right now". He says eyes going red as he looked at me. As i looked into his eyes i know the feeling that his enemies felt when they saw t

'You will never be worthy of any other man' 'You are a waste of space and air' 'Just kill yourself already' 'How can anyone love someone as ugly as you?' 'you will never find a man as good as me' All the pain came flooding back, 'I can never escape my past, I will never be able to escape him"

I gritted my teeth. Her lips were red and swollen while her eyes were shining with desire. But I was so hooked on Arcane that unfortunately I cannot give her what she needs. "I can't say this is enough." She wrapped her hands around my neck and rubbed her boobs against my chest. I groaned and rubbed my face hard. Yeah, Arcane turns me on but Ashley is attractive in another way. Arcane is the type of a girl who is as fragile as a glass but on the other hand, Ashely is completely opposite of her. She likes to be used and humiliated. Suddenly, my eyes fell onto the staggering figure. As she bent to keep her balance, her perfectly bouncy ass was displayed. All I wanted to do was to spank it. My

As one of the top screenwriters in the industry, he’d written a hundred kinds of love, but this kind of question still caught him off guard. “Well, think of it this way,” Hugo said. “In our world—guys like us—‘liking’ is easy. It’s like owning something beautiful. Like a rare watch or a sleek car. Or, yeah, a pet. You show it off, take pride in it. But love? Love's a whole different beast. Love is messy. Possessive. It's when someone else looks at her, and you feel something twist in your gut. It’s dark and raw and real. Love exposes your soft spots. That’s why most people in our circle don’t talk about it. It’s too risky.”

"Christopher, back then, when you were jealous of me… Did you ever think there would come a day when I would be jealous of you? "But in the end… Neither of us held onto her when it mattered most." I let out a slow breath. "Hugh, we're both bastards. And bastards like us… don't deserve love." For the rest of my life, I would only wish her happiness, and a future without us in it. (The End.)

She just didn't want to share ours. All the doubts I had in the past came rushing back, and the pain overwhelmed me. The scars on my chest stretched like snakes, curling down to my abdomen. A glaring, ugly suture ran across my neck. Even now, swallowing felt like knives against my throat. The physical agony was unbearable. Combined with the betrayal of the woman I loved, it was too much to endure. There were times I thought I wouldn't make it. While I hovered between life and death in the ICU, Beverly was introducing Celeste to her new dad. The mere thought of it made me sink into the depths of despair, and I felt both ridiculous and pathetic.

If only she could see him in the light that he saw her, if only she looked past the fact of him being her father’s murderer and come to see him for who he was truly, but that was nearly impossible, her everyday contact with him, reminded her of the fact that her father was dead and he was the cause. He almost regretted killing her father, even if it had to be done, sometimes, he wondered how it would have been if they had met in a different circumstance, would he be allowed to woo her, will she accept, would their life had been different from how it is now. He had to admit to himself the very base of what he felt now, LOVE. “I think I’m love with you, Dianne Nefertiti Nigel Maximillian, and

He flicks the tip of my nose with the middle finger of his free hand and glares at me. "You little spoilt brat, why should I not punish you? How can you say you're ugly, huh? That only means you take me as blind and unreasonable. Why would I fall in love with an ugly brat, huh? Tell me!" He demands and I cough out in surprise. Fall in love?

Many people say that falling in love is not wrong. All beings have the right to feel love. It's not wrong to fight for love, until the end. It's not something wrong if love can or can't be reciprocated. However, why should Reo get social punishment? He just fell in love, and tried to fight for his love. Although the idol of the heart is called unusual if it is Reo who loves him.