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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

An unconventional love story that blurs the lie between obsession and love

Submitted: November 13, 2017

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Submitted: November 13, 2017



 “If you want to keep on pretending like you don’t like me then I suggest you stop looking at me like that” she was teasing him, trying to draw him in

He looked at her challengingly. He didn’t want to admit that he wanted her more in that moment than he had ever wanted anything else before in his entire life

In response to his glare she said, “You know, that look that says you want to bend me over and fuck the living daylights out of me” She smiled wickedly, having no regard for the bluntness of her statement

Astonished but aroused he broke her gaze. He had only dreamed of this moment before, never hoping let alone believing that it would be possible. There in front of him in all her splendour and beauty stood the woman that he not only loved but who had taken over the very essence of his existence. Not only that but there she was imploring him to excite her in ways he had only imagined in the solitude of his recreational pleasure.

She eased forward hoping that he would do something other than stand there in his undecided stillness. He looked up, his eyes glowing with hunger. She could see that despite his wanting he was trying to restrain himself. She cursed his natural sense to rely on logic over emotion. However, she knew that one more push will turn this ordinarily composed gentleman into the beast she so desired.

She leaned into him and tipping her head back looked into his eyes almost begging him to touch her. He slowly pushed her away, avoiding eye contact he said, “Why did you leave?”

“I needed to leave. The way she treated me was inhuman, you know that better than anyone else” she said so silently she was unsure she even said them at all

“but you always said it was ok. Not once did you ever complain. Not once had you ever said you wanted to leave. What changed? What broke you?” he was finding it harder to keep his composure

“It was you. You were the reason I had to leave. That day i saw the both of you...that broke me. You know it s funny people always say that I am a fragile person, I always let things get to me but somehow I am able to handle a lot more than the normal person but when I meet the both of you, that all changed. I  don’t even know who I am anymore”, She looked away, she regretted coming there. She should have walked away from all this the moment she realised his feelings.





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