We Are Incompatible But I Love Him Novels & Stories

made Ethan feel bad, saying, “I apologize, Olga. I swear I will not do it again.” He raises both of his fists in an oath while kneeling in front of her. Olga is ecstatic, but she interrupts him right away, stating, “It is best not to kneel. Ethan, it is not your fault. I too am a human with vulnerabilities. We are both driven by our own impulses, which can be misleading." Adding, "Furthermore, we are still too young to distinguish between filial love and romantic love, alright? Now let us leave, and better wish me luck as I also likewise wish for you.”

I really didn't expect that! -"We are not talking about me now...." I said casually. -"Why not?" she asked angrily. -"Do you still see this guy?" I asked angrily. -"What guy?" -"Andreadakis. Do you still meet him?" I insisted. -"No, I don't" she replied firmly. -"Why should I believe you?" -"Cause I am not like you! I don't seek love in the arms of another man when I am already married" she said venomously. The little cat showed me her fingernails at last!

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I don't want to come between them—" "See, that's the thing," I frowned. "It's you and them. Never 'we'," "Darren, that's..." I trailed off, sporting a frown of my own. "They're in love, Darren. So in love with each other. You cannot deny that kind of love. I would never forgive myself if I ever attempted to break it apart just so I can...fit in."

“Is that how much you hate the idea of being mates with me? Did I do anything to make you hate me? All I want is a chance to love you, to cherish you. Why can't you give me the opportunity to do so?” “Because we aren't compatible, being mates isn't everything, and you know it. Stop crying or lamenting over spilled milk. We had a good time, and that was all that mattered. We both had each other, and that is all that I care about. The sex we had was good, and that's it.” “The sex? Is that all this is to you?” His voice broke at each word he said. Pain seared through me, but I knew I couldn't show it. Show how affected I was by all of these.

I just spoke and tried to convey my complex emotions and it ended up a disaster. Do I really regret our taboo relationship in the face of all the opposition? Not really. No. I don't. I love him. I love him with a fiercely passionate force that steals my breath away from me every time he is close to me. Always have been. I suspect I always would. For as long as I live. I love him too much to regret us. And I love how he loves me. He has shown me a love that is unbelievable. Gentle and firm. Consistent and solid. Safe and secured. Sustainable and warm.

the undeniable attraction, and how I had labeled him as just another shitty bastard but found something deeper, something more real in him. “No,” I say after a moment, reaching up to brush my fingers against his cheek. “Not a mistake. An unexpected miracle, maybe. We are both terrible at love - I have been dumped more times than I can count - and you and I together would probably be a disaster, but that’s not what we are, right? We aren’t a romantic couple.” One of his eyebrows rises. “What are we then?” “Friends,” I grin at him. “With…certain benefits.”

What did he mean? "It's your old lover's birthday. If I go there, won't it ruin the chance for you to chat about the good old days?" She pouted. That was a sweet talk. Zac reached out his finger and lightly clicked on it. "Right now, Leila and I are only good friends. You are my wife. I hope you two can be friends too." Friend? How is that possible? Have you ever seen a rival in love turn into a friend? Enemies in love are incompatible as fire and water. They are incompatible with each other. It's the relationship that only one can survive between you and me!

I love his smirk. I love everything about him. I think I love him. But I can't. It's too soon. But I do and I barely know the true, real and raw him. That shit is scary.

I love him and cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with him. THE END