Vanilla Relationship นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The only way she could think of to show her affection and gratitude was to precisely not let anyone get that deeply involved with her. Though Vanora did not explain much beyond the fact that she would never be interested in a relationship, Vlad was glad that she did not push him away and did not force him to repress his feelings. That would have been a tall order. He did not care if it was one sided, as long as he got to be with her. Noticing that Vanora was still quiet, he continued to hug her in silence. There was no one around them for as far as he could monitor, so it would be fine to stay like that for a while.

She instinctively pushed him away. "For your good, don't do that” he muttered under his breath. Blushing, Vanessa let him keep his hand there. The server came with another round of drinks, this time with appetizers and inquired "The usual amount of time, Mr Vogel?" It seemed that he was well aware of what was about to take place. "Vanessa, it is decision time for you. You will do what I want when I want it, or you will get up and leave and neither of us will ever acknowledge any relationship between one another"

Cassandra boldly challenged her professor. Viona just smiled. “Girlfriend? As far as I know, Marc has only ever had one real relationship. And that was with me. The other girls he’s been with? Just toys. He was never serious about them,” she said with a smug little laugh. “There’s something you should know, Sandra,” Viona continued, leaning in. “That story I wrote? It’s about us. And I think it’s going to have a happy ending.” Cassandra swallowed hard. Her mind flashed back to the manuscript they had discussed in class. She remembered how harshly she had criticized it.

She pointed at Vanessa because Vanessa is the only name she knows. "I hate that you're bossing me around but I badly want to get some answers now." Vanessa said to her before turning her attention back to Denver and Stella. "Why didn't you guys says something about your relationship? We are working together for so long! And how the even hell– damn, as far as I remember, you two hate each other to the guts. How the fuck did this even happen!" Then everyone looks at them, waiting for an answer.

"How?" His eyes flickered with something close to hesitation before he spoke again. "The bond between us... it’s not just a connection. It’s more than that. It’s power. It’s ours, yours and mine. But right now, it’s still unstable. You don’t understand it fully, but you need to. If we’re going to survive what’s coming, you need to learn how to control it. To control us." Vanessa stared at him, trying to understand what he was saying. The bond. The power between them. It had always been there, but now it felt like it was alive, throbbing under her skin.

she said with a sigh, ignoring Vanessa’s joke. So her brother was home. She wondered how he and Ellena were. Last she heard, they broke up. When only one loves, it always ends badly. Just like her and Gian—separation. Love must be balanced. Both must hold on. If only one holds, the relationship will break with even a small problem. “Oh hija, should I bring this to your room now?” Vanessa turned and nodded. “Yes, Manang.” “Alright, I’ll come back for the other one later,” the nanny said and left.

“Is that why you cried for an hour?” “My mum and I,” she began quietly, her voice slowly going higher. “The relationship we share is complicated. Really complicated.” “She remarried. Started a whole new life. And if I wasn’t really fine with it, it doesn’t matter. It has never mattered. And I’m used to it. I’m fine with the way our relationship is. I don’t need us to suddenly become close or anything stupid like that. But what I do not want is her thinking I want to ruin her life. Not again.”

I encouraged. Vanessa’s happiness faded as she explained to me, “I am worried this might not last." “Why did you say that?” I reacted. Vannessa gave a shrug as she answered, “I just have a hunch that it won't; I have a feeling he is hiding more than he has already told me, Scarlett; I really do not want to have my heart broken like all other times, which is why I date casually; this is my second serious relationship; the last one broke me entirely; I don’t think I can go through all that again."

I hate that Vanessa is so dependent on their bond. "Well I'm not some boyfriend. I am her mate," I growl and Vanessa scowls at me. "Don't growl at her. She is just pointing out how I am not used to relationships and gift giving," Vanessa growls at me in a defensive way. "How are you not a virgin then," I ask before I can bite my tongue. The knowledge that another male touched her has been nagging at me. And the fact that she only had the one relationship raises more questions. Vanessa shrugs slightly.

The man blurted out his sentence like he hadn't thought about it. Vanilla blinked her eyes. "That's not what I meant either," she said sounding annoyed. This wasn't right, this experimental relationship probably wouldn't work. An attempted relationship was scary enough, let alone an attempted marriage, it was even scarier. Vanilla did not want to experience domestic failure, she wanted to be like her mother who got married only once in her life. "We don't know if we don't try. But, I'm sure, you're right for me. We are very compatible."