Novel & Cerita You Are My Desire Drama

I turned my head looking up at him through my lashes and saw the hunger in his eyes. “Leo,” I whispered, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and excitement, I have been thinking about you since the moment you walked in. I want you to taste me. I want you to eat me until I can't think straight.” He stared at me for a heartbeat, then a slow wicked smile spread across his face. “You are a naughty little wife, Jasmine.” Without another word, he dropped to his knees with his hands gripping my hips and pulling me forward until my core was pressed against his face.

“Because of your job. It’s dangerous, I get it.” He steps toward me, closing the gap he seemed so interested in maintaining. I sit perfectly still, frightened I’m going to frighten him away accidentally. “The only person I have any desire to be with is you. And I can’t have that,” he murmurs. The pure intensity of the truth takes me aback. He looks tempted to grab me and take me away from this life, so we can be together elsewhere, where neither of us have any obligations. I even feel tempted to take that offer.

This time he even explained what he meant. "What? Is he asking me if I want to get laid? Is he out of his mind?" I thought. I nodded to say no. But deep down I wanted to do it. A carnal desire which only few could resist. He ordered one of his men. "Untie him."

"Can you lower your voice down? A gorgeous man like me shouldn't be deaf because of your ugly high pitched voice." Looks like this Klyde Aero Morrison is a boastful person. "And, yes. I looked into your personal data and background. But clarrification--- why the h*ck would I fell in love with you? You're not even my type." He sounded like he's disguted on me. Well I'm more disgusted on him! "Yeah whatever," I butt in. "How do you know me so well?" I asked narrowing my eyebrows and scanning his facial expressions. "And how did you know I was up to something at Uncle's office?" I added.

They adored me, and I wouldn’t let them down. “My name is Desire, by the way,” the woman said, her smile widening. “Storm. Storm Evire,” I replied, forcing a smile. If this alliance didn’t work out, I would only remember Desire as the woman who had annoyed me on the night I caught my husband cheating. “I’m sorry, Desire,” I said, cutting the conversation short. “I need to attend to some things.” “I totally understand,” Desire began, but I was already at the top of the stairs, shutting the door behind me.

I said, the script feeling dangerously real. “It’s not kindness,” he corrected, his voice dipping back into that rough, hungry register. “It’s desire. I look at you, Emma, and I think about how soft you must be. How sweet you must taste.” His head dipped, his breath hot against my ear. “I think about bending you over this beam and finding out for myself.” A gasp escaped me, sharp and real. The game was melting, the fire spreading. “You shouldn’t say things like that,” I whispered, the protest weak.

"Before I have security throw you out, and watch the news tomorrow. I'm sure my lawyers will have interesting things to say about our divorce." He stands there, conflicted, his cock hard in his pants, his face a mixture of rage and unwanted arousal. "You're nothing without me," he finally spits, but it sounds weak. "No, I'm finally something WITH them," I correct, withdrawing my fingers and holding them up. "See this? This is what desire looks like. What being wanted looks like. Something you never gave me." Ares moves then, gently taking my wrist and bringing my fingers to his mouth. He sucks them clean, his green eyes blazing, and Leo makes a strangled sound.

"My bad, man. I didn't know she was... yours." ​He didn't wait for a reply. He vanished back into the crowd, leaving me leaning precariously against the wall. Xavier stepped toward me, his presence suffocating. He didn't offer a hand. He didn't ask if I was okay. Instead, he looked down at me with pure, unadulterated disgust. ​"Were you that desperate to have sex with a total stranger?" he hissed, his voice cutting through my drunken fog like a blade. "Is this what the 'Princess' does the second she gets a taste of freedom? You’re pathetic."

Very low and dangerous. For one strange moment, neither of them moved. Neither of them spoke. Then footsteps thundered down the stairs. "Daddy!" The moment shattered instantly. Lia came running into the kitchen holding a drawing. Damon followed behind her. And just like that, whatever had existed between Serena and Kael disappeared before either of them could figure out what it meant. But later that night, long after everyone had gone to bed, Serena went downstairs to the kitchen to drink water because she was thirsty not knowing that kael was also there.

I can hear her tears. "Can I leave and go home?" I ask. "No, you have to stay here for a few days, but I will not leave you, I promise. I will never leave you again," Desire says. I smile through the pain. "I love you, Desire," I say to her. "I love you, too. Now, please close your eyes and rest," Desire says. "Okay, I will rest now," I say. I close my eyes and drift into a deep sleep.