Why Does A Man Try To Make You Jealous Novels & Stories

I had been the one to ask him to go after women so why did I forget that part and why had I been upset thinking he was courting another woman and disturbing me with sweet nothings that were mere lies? Jealousy. I could not be jealous. No, I was only upset that yet another man thought he could play me the way Cassius did. Also, what was it with men wanting women to be jealous and fight other women for them? Why did he want me to be jealous? “Ah, I fear only my father’s death would make me feel this good again.” He patted my hair. “You really are jealous. It makes me feel – no, it makes me know that I have made progress at least. You like me enough to be jealous of a random, nameless woman.”

“Please if you'd excuse me “I tried walking up to my room. He blocked my path,his smirk still on his face. “She's not with me “ I looked up at him. “What do you mean?” “Jane, she's not with me “ “Then what has that got to do with me?” “If you must know…..you looked like a jealous kid who didn't get a candy earlier on” Is this guy fucking making jest of me? “Jealous of your so-called girl being drilled by your dick?hahhhhh, I've got better things to be jealous about and next time get your selves a room, no one wants to see how good you are in fucking a girl “

He said. I shrugged my shoulder. “We are not under any commitment. So I do not see that there is any problem.” I said. He shook his head, “you only do this to make Madalynne Jealous! You are insane.” He said. I shook my head no, “I did not do it to make her jealous. I want her to see that I can get another woman.” I replied him offensively. He looked at me. “You are definitely not going to do that. I really suggest you not to do anything that you might regret later.” He suggested me.

I asked with a sharp, cruel smile. “You wish that for me?” he said, his face darkening. “Oh no, don't get me wrong. Of course not. I don't want to be the wife of a failed husband,” I said, keeping the smile fixed on my face. Then he got up from his chair and started walking towards me with a serious face. What he is doing is making him angry. Is his company really losing it? But I knew that words didn't hurt this man. He sat down and held my leg.

I whispered to myself as my expression turned sour. So Tessa wasn’t lying about being in a relationship with someone else? It felt like all the air had been sucked out of my lungs. Tessa smiled at me as she ran her fingers through the man’s hair. My fists curled into a ball as he pulled her closer, his hands wrapped around her waist. What was she trying to do? What were they trying to do? I knew Tessa did it on purpose. She intentionally called the man when I was around just to make me jealous.

I murmured, rolling my eyes while he just scoffed. “If he can be doing that then why can’t you do that too?” He asked and I raised my brows in question. What was he trying to say? “What do you mean?” I demanded. “I meanz why can’t you make him jealous in return? Why can’t you find a guy that will just…help you make him jealous?” He asked. And then a stupid and reckless idea came to my head. Very stupid and reckless that I wouldn’t have thought of normally but I only thought of it because I wasn’t in the right state of mind.

I also suggested that it wasn't a bad idea to lock myself in my room and not come out until Monday. "I want to spend this weekend with you. I've already been with my mother, and she has to understand that I have a life. I want to be with you, or do you want me to be with another woman?" Is he threatening me? He wants to make me jealous, but he won't succeed. I believe that a barking dog never bites. Besides, I doubt I'll find another crazy woman like myself. I'm unique and special. It's best that he uses other tactics to make me jealous, but worse than him.

He won't want to see you grinding yours into someone else, so there, you have your answer. I huff and sit back. She's right I guess. "But you can always do so if for some reason you want to make him jealous," she adds. "Or turn him on." Thankfully, the cab pulls to our stop. I hand the driver the cash and hurry out of the cab. "It always works for me," she says as she comes around to me on the sidewalk and the cab peels away. "What?" "When I want to make someone jealous or encourage them to get freaky with me."

“I’m doing this because I’ve finally figured out how to make Sean notice me.” Her excitement was palpable, but I could only feel a sinking dread in the pit of my stomach. This wasn’t going to end well; I just knew it. “And what does that have to do with me?” “Everything!” she said, stepping closer to me and lowering her voice conspiratorially. “You’re the perfect guy to make him jealous. You’re handsome, you’ve got charisma, and you’ve got the money. If he sees me dancing with you, laughing with you... he’ll think there’s something more going on. He’s gonna be so jealous that he’ll want me back.”

I saw him stand up and hugged the girl and that was you.I feel someone pinched my heart.I saw him smiled and his eyes were happy to see you while me he was cold like ice.I got jealous really jealous.I went out and cried leaving you both happy. Days had passed I heard that his married to you,I got mad at you.I ask my self whats with you that I don't have? Starting that I promised myself that I would have him all by myself and that wasn't me.That was my anger and jealousy took over me.I started planning to seduce him but I failed.Months has passed I did have another planned and that was to get you out of my way.I think of you as a hindrance so I tried my best.The day you walk out of his life,