Novel & Cerita War Lover

Her gaze instantly softened. When she spoke, her voice was soft, but every word she said seemed to stab into my heart like a knife. "Honestly, I've always felt a little guilty watching you get played for a fool by Felix and me. "Remember the last time you asked why the condoms in the drawer went missing? I told you I threw them out, when in truth, I used them with Felix." She paused before reaching down to brush against my empty pant leg. "I really love you, Shane Conway.

Marcus has hidden this into his heart for a long time now, whenever he watches Cindy, he always wants to tell her about the secret. "No." Lousia shook her head profusely. "She don't, what would she think of me, what person would she see me as? A person who had an affair with her father? No, Marcus, let that secret stay buried, she should remain your wife's daughter." Lousia looks down again. "Then let's get married." Marcus words made her look up sharply. "We still love each other, it would be a lot easier if we get married."

“Can I not? I miss you, Aaron, miss our times together.” “I'm married and now on my honeymoon. I think that's clear enough for you.” “Whether you're married or not doesn't really matter to me. I'm still willing to be your lover, where you vent your passion,” Clarissa's voice became hoarse and sensual, like an invitation to make love. Aaron narrowed his eyes. His handsome face hardened, holding back anger. “I don't need a lover because I'm already married. I already have a place to vent my passion.”

I asked, and Zoris smiled, "You see, I haven't introduced; maybe it's not the time yet." The fucking love adventurers! Who did he bring to satisfy his lust? No wonder he didn't look for me first, it turns out he had a backup that might satisfy him. I left Zoris and immediately walked towards the building. I wonder who he brought. Is from Wolverse. Which werewolf attracts him or the Lycan? Tharique's ex-wife or who? I walked into the empty building. It's empty because he will make love to his heart's content and doesn't want other people to hear it.

I closed my eyes and felt him savoring my lips like he was accounting for all the months that we've wasted. I didn't know for how long we were kissing when I got the courage to push him away. Marco is handsome as hell and as sweet as heaven. He really captured my heart and he's the only one who could light the fire inside me. I'm afraid he could consume my soul if we continue doing it. I wanted to give every part of me but I know it was not the right thing to do. We have goals to reach and we have a long way to do it. We should not get distracted by each other's desires.

“First time was Rome. We argued there, badly, the second night, about whether you’d let me read you. You said something unforgivable. I threw a very good shoe. We made up in a way I’m not writing down, because the walls in that hotel are thin and the memory should look like it costs me something to recall.” “We have a fight we recycle,” I went on. “You keep your real work in a locked drawer, and I pick the lock every few months, to remind you I can. You let me, every few months, to remind me you chose to. That’s the marriage. Everything else is set dressing.” “You built that in an afternoon?” “I built it in four minutes. I’ve been building versions of it my whole life. You’re only the first

Anyone and everyone could be a risk to you, no matter how old, how big, or how small the person was. This war was one that we needed to win, for both family and love. This was a Love In The Mafia Wars.

“Is it bad for you to spend just one night with me? You don’t have to leave every time we have sex like I’m some stripper you found on the streets.” His hand picks a loose tendril of my dark hair, tucking it behind my ear. This is the Ryat I fell in love with. The Ryat who is gentle with me and actually sees me more than an object he can use every week. “You are a stripper, Olivia. Are you forgetting that? Are you forgetting you’ve been spreading your legs for me every time I get you on this bed? See you on Tuesday, curvy. I want those legs even wider for me when I see you again.”

If he could do that to a Luna, what does he have in mind for a princess? Half an hour later, Ryker wiped his member with a tissue and zipped his pant. “She is a sweet one, keep her as one of my breeders.” Ryker said. My eyes went wide in fear, we were not safe. I knew just too well the fate of breeders, they are often molested and maltreated. I have seen the pain my father’s breeders go through and I felt pity for the young wolf. I could only watch as the guards dragged her naked body away from the room.

Liam was alone in the cell; the other inmates, disgusted by his case, wouldn’t hesitate to harm him. Liam frowned as he opened the envelope and saw its contents: a wedding invitation. Inside was a small note that read: "You think I didn’t know about you and Elizah? Come to my wedding with Julie if you dare, bastard."