Novel & Cerita Unrequited Romance

The party was cozy, filled with people from different places and mostly the party was basically for the rich. Valentino's phone was already buzzing with phone calls from companies that were ready to sign business contracts or clients wanting to start building partnerships with Valentino. He didn't mind the calls because he knew they would call back. For years now he had been the one pursuing a contract with most of those companies calling out to him now but with their unreasonable reason about the fact that he was a guy who had gone through trauma after his fiance was killed and again the fact that wasn't married which they mistook for irresponsibility.

My dick began to stiffen, pushing uncomfortably against my jeans, demanding attention, demanding her wet juices on it, demanding Mabel. I groaned, a frustrated, hungry sound that vibrated through the car. Even now, furious as I was, she still had this impossible hold over me. The need for her surged through my veins, blurring the anger I felt. I needed a distraction. A real one. Something uncomplicated. Someone who understood the rules, who wouldn't question, wouldn't challenge. Someone who wouldn't look at me like I was their boss, or their inevitable ruin. Someone who would just take what I offered, and then go. Someone who didn't come with the baggage of emotional complexity and inconveni

Every affair started with a spark of protectiveness. He couldn't drink much, but still, he had stepped in and drunk for her. Unaware, I had stayed up all night nursing him. I wiped my tears and thanked my friend sincerely. ... "Sweetie, come meet your future husband," Harriet called out on the couch, scrolling through her tablet. I looked over and saw a sharp, handsome face on the screen, nothing like Desmond's softer features. I remained silent, doubting that I'd have anything to talk about with someone like that.

"You've sacrificed so much for me. You loved me for six years. You don't just fall out of love like that." Rosalie gave a bitter laugh, tilting her head back as she spoke, each word sharp and deliberate. "Brandon, so you do know how much I've sacrificed for you?" Her words cut like acid, each one twisting deeper into his chest until he could barely breathe. "It's because I know exactly what you've sacrificed that I came to bring you back." Brandon stared at her, his eyes burning with raw desperation. "Rosalie, I was wrong. I hurt you over and over. But I'm begging you now—let me make it right. Let me love you the way you should've been loved all along…"

"So... Can we not break up?" I eased my hand free. "That's not what you said at the party." Regret flashed in his eyes. "You know what that was. It was Wyatt's birthday. There were a lot of people. I didn't have a choice." He leaned forward and pleaded, "Please, Jenna. We've been together for six years. Give me one more chance." He did look worn out. I believed he'd had a miserable few days. But it wasn't my problem. "Bernard, I told you before," I said coldly. "Once you cheated, you were out of my life. You broke the promise first, so you have no right to beg for another chance. Let's keep it clean. After this, don't call me again."

It wasn't just this that made her want a divorce; it was simply the last straw. Anna had loved Gerald for ten years. Five years ago, when Grandpa Davis suddenly told her that Gerald wanted to marry her, she was overjoyed beyond words. Love blinded her to the fact that she never bothered that Gerald's heart belonged to another woman. She was confident that given five years, she could warm warm Gerald's heart. But five years passed, and she realized Gerald's heart was harder than stone. She couldn't compete with the woman after his heart, especially now that she had returned.

Six years passed and Olivia grew more and more beautiful by the year. She already had handsome men interested in her but she would not give them the time of day. She planned to go home before even thinking about marriage. She was in no hurry. “ The debut season is almost over and we will travel back to Scotland soon. “ Brielle told Olivia

“What’s wrong with that?” I didn’t expect Sebastian to understand. He was used to having a different man on his arm every week. He couldn’t wrap his mind around commitment and exclusivity. “Everything,” he replied. “You’ve been soft. Always smiling. Always texting.” He shuddered. “It’s disgusting.” I rolled my eyes. “Give me my phone.” “Come out with me,” he bargained. “Just for a bit. You don’t even have to do anything. Just keep me company.”

Shanice watched him as he exited the bathroom and sprant after him. "Asher," she called, making him stop in his tracks. "I feel like you haven't forgiven me yet," Shanice said, causing his shoulders to tense up. Shanice walked around to face him. An apologetic expression on her face. "You won't believe it but I regret that every day. I never wanted to hurt you but......I've never had anyone who actually cared for me. You were the only person and I lost you," tears welled up in her eyes as she uttered the words in a broken voice. She looked every bit of a remorseful woman. She was indeed a brilliant actress. The woman wondered if he would take her in his arms too like he did to Serena at the

“I know she is not mine. There is no reason for her to want someone like me but I am contented with our friendship. All I can do is hope that even when she marries Xander, she will still be willing to talk to me. She is my first everything.” Suddenly her pain felt like nothing compared to Dante's. All his life he was treated as nothing and finally someone sees him but he can't have her. If only he could return her feelings. She would make him feel better and happy, at least. How was she going to explain to him that even if Almira wanted to, she couldn't be with him because of her bond with Xander? Unrequited love was a different kind of pain. One that could take almost a lifetime to go away.