Why Would He Try To Make Me Jealous Novels & Stories

Everyone who knew me, knew that I hated anything that had to do with a person being cheated on and as far as I was concerned he was trying to get into Jessica's pants and dump her but wasn't going to succeed. I had my reservations about his unusual display of affection to her but I had not confirmed it but now that I did, he was going to pay desperately forever trying to make her cry in any way. Nobody was going to stop me especially when it came to exacting revenge because I excelled so much in doing that and that kept many people away from me. "Maybe you should stop frolicking after a girl that doesn't even like you in the first place and then we can revisit this conversation. You are just

This time, a new feeling erupted in me but even when I knew it was jealousy, I could never bring myself to admitting it. The man made her laugh more than I did. He made her happy more than I did and he was a threat. Not because of anything else but because he would be taking away her emotions from me and then, I won't be able to make her fall in love with me and then I won't be able to crush her like I plan to and finally achieve my goal. I could not let that happen. So, I stood a distance away from them. Eagerly waiting for the man to stand up and leave. And then I would have a conversation with him. Man to man.

“To make me jealous, yes, you seemed pretty happy dancing with him tonight. Laughing and giggling like you’ve known each other for years.” “You’re just jealous and I don’t even understand why. Why do you gatekeep me when you don’t even want me for yourself? You’re jealous of Jaime but you said you’d never be with someone like me ....” I tried to remain calm but the hurt was evident in my tone. “I……that’s not what I meant.” “Then what exactly do you mean? Are you just doing stuff with me because I’m convenient for you? Is that it? That's why it's always so easy for you to act like nothing happened the next day.”

" So? What is wrong with that? Were you not going to get ready for the function? " " She is making special efforts to get me ready as, according to her, any of the three men may come anytime," I said, making a face. " Get ready for the one I suggested." He winked at me. " Why should I?? " I snapped. " So that he gets floored by your beauty. And if anyone else tries to talk to you, he will get jealous and realize his feelings. " He said. " That is not fair, "I said.

He pulls up his shoulders, “But I thought that if our enemy thinks I’m screwing around, spiraling out, they would leave you alone.” “I was trying to protect you,” he says. “With the flirting. With the act.” That’s actually not that stupid. I open my mouth to tell him that, but he takes a deep breath and continues, “And —” I frown. There’s more? His voice dips. “And I saw you all chubby with Brian … so …” He stiffens slightly again. “I was jealous and wanted to make you a little jealous, too.” Now THAT is dumb. He pulls his lips together. I roll his nipple between my fingers. Softer this time. My stomach contracts into a tight ball.

That man got me off better than I can get myself there. A hot rush of tears pushes forward because I don’t want to think about him with anyone else. It’s stupid, and I shouldn’t care. The Knox that I’m jealous over isn’t real. He made himself into what I wanted to try and win a bet. Was his reason to ruin me? “We can go if you want!” she shouts over the music. I guess I really suck at hiding how I’m feeling. I’m about to tell her okay but catch some commotion behind her.

He always rejects Zon when the boy offers him to play. Who was I to demand even a second of his time? I was not his wife. I was jealous because I love him, even teenagers feel jealous if someone was trying to flirt with their crush. I gripped the sleeves of his shirt and refrained from pouting. "I want to work..." If being jealous is the only way for him to allow me to work, that's fine. as long as he allows me. He blew out violent air, looking like he had a headache. "Fine."

I prefer to give him a little time; I don’t want to force his hand. - And what if you made him jealous? - What do you mean by that? - It’s you who has always chased after him. What if you did something to change the trend?

Although I never wanted that friendship to end, Randy was always trying to overshadow me in everything… his competitiveness left him jealous and envious over my success which he then swore to bring me down no matter what. “Why would he want to kill you?” Aria's soft expression pulled from my thoughts. Shaking my head, I sat down at the slab, looking out at the moon and the snow. Remeinsnecong, on the words she said earlier. Her cute jealous act made me smile, and an image of her cheeks burning in embarrassment flashed in my memory. “He just hates me, and as earlier stated, he is looking for ways to bring me down” I said not sparing her any glance, as I tried to shake off her image from my he

I turned and walked off, shoving past the hedges, eyes blurry with heat I refused to let fall. Why would he pick me of all people to make his hot ex jealous? Is this some kind of sick joke?