Uncontrollably Fond Story Mga Nobela at Kwento

I yelled. “Calm down, Emma,” he demanded, matching his time with mine. Whether I told you or not, it would not have made a fucking difference. One way or the other, the bed of this story would have been the same and that’s with you and I creating a baby. To be quite fair, Emma, it’s not my fault that you didn’t read through the contract when it was placed in front of you. If you’d done that at the time, you could have contested it and had it changed, but you didn’t and that’s on you. Now, we’re both in this mess and as much as you believe this doesn’t affect me, it does. The man is asking us to give him a fucking grandchild, Emma. Meaning that I’m going to be a father. I’ve never thought tha

“Yeah.” “Oh, that’s worse.” “Yes.” Because this isn’t brute force. This isn’t chaos. This is control. Precise. Calculated. Dangerous. The Unwritten speaks again. “Priority… manipulation.” “Exactly.” “Outcome… unpredictable.” “No,” I say quietly. “It’s not unpredictable.” Both of them look at me. “It’s controlled,” I continue. “Just not by us.” The connection pulses again. Sharper this time. More focused. And then— It happens.

He confided in me at length, and he kept getting very emotional, but his flames never got out of control to burn me. He made it. The last fire-covered monster in the forbidden valley disappeared, starting today. He will be able to control his flames, and he will not hurt anyone else. However, his cock bucked up against my belly as he cried. "Oh, I'm sorry." He guiltily pressed his cock down, "I didn't mean to offend. You have my respect and gratitude. But I can't control my cock." Dammit, his lousy half-month-long oestrus had me at my wits' end.

"Yara, the way you've squandered my hard-earned money… You might as well have stabbed me with a knife. Didn't you always say you wanted to cut ties with this family? Fine. I'll cut ties with you!" No matter how much I tried to explain, she refused to believe me. In the end, I let out a weary sigh. "Jocelyn, I'll say it one more time. I never went to college. When I said I wanted to cut ties, I meant with this family. Not with you." Andrew sneered, his tone dripping with mockery. "Of course. How could you ever bear to cut ties with Jocelyn, someone you see as a walking ATM?"

He was an addiction I couldn't afford, and right now, he was overdosing on me. He flipped me over, pinning me facedown against the back of the sofa. I felt the cold air on my skin for a heartbeat before his heat returned, a massive, unyielding weight that crushed the air out of my lungs. He reached down, his fingers finding me with a precision that was almost cruel, making sure I was as unraveled as he was.

"Matty, I'm sorry. I know I did things I shouldn't have, but I only did them because I love you. It was because I love you that I lost control and said those things to her. But at the end of the day, I just wanted to stand beside you, openly and rightfully!" Matteo sneered. He gripped Rebecca's jaw so tightly that bruises immediately bloomed on her skin. "I have told you more than once that I'm not allowed to help you in front of Eve. Don't you understand? Now that you've driven her away, it's time for you to face the consequences." With that, he shoved her aside without mercy. But Rebecca crawled back, her eyes red-rimmed, her voice shaking. "Matty, I'm pregnant with your child! Please, for

He slanted his eyes in curiosity, pulling me close. “Are you okay? “ “Can I tell you anything?” “Yes, anything!” I smile, tracing slow circles on his wrist before pulling away. “You are right about me letting Atlas get to me; he isn't worth it.” “He shouldn't be able to control my emotions; he is in the past. It's just that I have something on my mind, and it has been bothering me for a while. I've always wanted to discuss this with you, but I wasn't sure if I was in the best position to do that!”

was using me for ten whole years, bleeding me dry of every last drop of my value, and then discarding me like trash. A love like that, I'm infinitely better off without.

She made a scene at the café and attracted a lot of attention from the audience. Because she was pregnant, I controlled myself and refrained from doing anything stupid. Leave her baby daddy alone? She didn't need to tell me twice. I told the guy that I was not up for dealing with baby mama drama, so just like that, what we had was over, and I have been single ever since, trying to avoid any more drama from anyone. Thank God I had no attachment issues, and the relationship between us was not that serious, so it was easy to cut them loose. I never expected love but still, it was disappointing when things ended badly. I guess I had no luck with men. Reminiscing about the past was making me nerv

I came here to be transparent about everything that happened. I am not asking you, Fiona, I am telling you. You love him and I want his love. Can you give me that? Fey says and I raise an eyebrow in confusion to look at her. I can only give you what I have control over. I don’t have control to make Cult change. If you ask me to hate him…I say. Can you hate him? Do you even have control over your own heart because I don’t think you do. “I don’t think you can control your surpassing feelings for Cult and I know that I’m not wrong.” Fey says and I squeeze my fist.