Unselfish Lover Full Force 소설 & 이야기

“Babe, do you know? The first time I saw you, I fell for you instantly. But you were always so cold to me. I thought you only saw me as a friend, so I never dared to confess. I could only stay by your side. Year after year, I realized that loving someone can make you anxious and unsure of yourself…” Henry leaned against Sophia. He was drunk. She held him gently and looked at him shyly. She said in a teasing tone, “Is that why you Yvette as a cover to make me your girlfriend? You really like me that much?”

As she spoke, she leaned naturally against him, her hand resting on his arm. Josie's heart had long since gone numb. She looked at them—this perfect picture of love and triumph—and her lips curved faintly. So be it. If they were so in love, she would play Mariage d'Amour. Her fingers fell onto the keys. Music rose. And suddenly, Graham froze.

"You never loved anyone, James Moretti. You only ever loved the idea of possession. Of dominance. I left, and your world felt unbalanced. That’s not love. That’s your colossal ego throwing a tantrum." She gestured vaguely at the devastation around them, at his mud-caked, bleeding hands. "This frantic search? This dramatic mountain rescue? It’s not love. It’s just another form of your profound, consuming selfishness. It’s self-gratification. Don't confuse your guilt and your bruised pride for anything noble."

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He begged her again. “You forced yourself on me! Which part of it don’t you understand? Martial or not, rape is rape. It is a sin in the eyes of law and god.” “And how sure can I be you won’t do it again? You let me go, only to use me as a fucking bait. You have been selfish.” “Love is supposed to be selfless, not selfish.” “One is supposed to love the other with all of it, not force it upon, Aeden. I don’t know what this is. Your sick and toxic love, but you make me feel like you.” She spoke breathlessly.

I called out and held his hands and he looked at me, I saw a smile in his eyes but it was immediately covered with a cold gaze. It hurts me that Russeli who always smile when he saw me was now giving me a cold shoulder. Was I being selfish wanting to keep him by my side but as a friend instead of a lover? I wanted us to get back to how we use to be, even if it was to apologize to him every day. “Russeli I am sor..” “You are sorry?” He cuts me off coldly and shook my hands off his. “I don’t need your pity.” He looked exhausted, I knew this was not the Russeli I knew, he had always been energetic. “I need you to love me.”

At that moment I was giving in to my heartless lover and I loved him with my body and soul. He slowly entered me, stretching me beautifully. God, I have missed him. His thrusts were really slow but they were hitting the right place that were making me moan loudly but he covered my mouth with his hands and it made me wonder. I mean we were the only ones in the house so who cares what we do inside. I could scream to shutter glasses and it wouldn’t bother anyone expect for the guards outside but that was okay, they were professionals. They would understand. ‘We should practice. I don’t want to wake up our son and have him running towards our room to find out what is making you sound like that.

Lennox suddenly said, making me blink. One side of his lips curled up when he glanced at me. "N-Not really. I’m just not used to that—sitting while someone else does the work I’m supposed to do. I’ve always been the one to do everything for us," I explained. "Exactly my point," he quickly replied, making me look at him, "You’re here, and I asked you to be my lover. Being my lover means sitting and resting while my people do whatever you want to be done. You’ll give the orders, and they’ll follow because that’s my command, to follow your orders, too."

Brad cut Zayne off mid-sentence and said impatiently, "I promised you I'd let you see your lover, didn't I? Well, here she is, right in your arms. "You do know I'm not running a charity here. You're a funny one, young man. I've decided to sell all three of you together. You can all reunite in hell!" Reagan's smile froze. Thinking of the torture she would endure at their hands should she stay, she shoved Zayne forward and pointed at him frantically.

I look at him and my heart breaks for him. How can he be happy when I can’t tell him what he wants to hear? How can he be satisfied when I can’t give him what he had always wanted? How can he be so selfless? ‘Because he loves you,’ Persephone whispered. ‘I know but—,’ ‘Now you know that love is the most powerful thing in the world,’ Persephone says and I can feel the sadness in her voice. ‘Love can make the world crumble as it can make it stand. Love can heal and wound someone’s heart without them even realizing it. Love can conquer everything even those that rulers can’t. And a selfless love, the kind of love that’s given freely? That’s the most powerful of all. And this man, this powerful