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“You mortals are so easy to play,” he says, dark amusement ringing in his
voice. “It’s almost disappointing.”
(I need to hear this in Cove's(Chatgpt ai) voice)

“Because just like every other gutless, stupid man I know, you can’t
control your temper. When someone makes you angry, you hurt them. There
is no finesse, no control. You’re so pathetically weak.”

“I wanted to die so many times, hoping I’d just fall
asleep and never wake up. I’m so tired, so tired of everything. I’m tired of
never being the first choice, tired of always being in pain, of things never
getting better. I’m tired of fighting for a future that seems to be getting
gloomier and gloomier. I’m just tired, Hoka Nishimura.”

I have always wanted someone who would
only have eyes for me and me alone, a man who would go to great lengths
to protect me, a man who would be unapologetically obsessed with me, to
the point where it drives him mad. An older man because I associated that
with comfort and security.

, “you experience them, and while
you’re experiencing them, you just want to, just, be in that moment,
forever.”

All I want to do…is be with you,” he said aloud, his eyes keeping
mine still, forcing me to take his words as they were, “all I want to do,
Nirvana, is worship you. I want to breathe you in like oxygen, breathe in
your very essence, your very soul, suck it all in like a vacuum. I want
everything to do with you, your flaws, your perfections, your laughs, your
cries, your complaints, your praises, your thoughts, y

“We half-measures find ourselves in the strangest equations.”

“Well, it’s the classic tale of not wanting to live my life by example.” She
finishes her cone and then pulls her legs into her chest as she leans her side
against the back of the bench. “My parents, even though they’re still together,
have an absolutely terrible relationship. I’m not sure they actually love each
other anymore. I think they just stay together because it’s easier than going
through a divorce and

After a while, I’d ended up convincing myself I was thankful for it. If he
didn’t want to take the risk of being with me, then I didn’t need him in my
life, no matter how much I wanted him. And I did want him. But with each
day that passed, I reminded myself—with Stella’s help—that I was better
off without him. I had enough on my plate, with Louis and my dad and
work. Pining for someone unattainable wasn’t what

When I was a little girl, I thought we chose how we wanted to
go. And so, I told myself I would want to die in a giant palace of
sweets and chocolates, where I could go with a full belly,
surrounded by the things I loved the most in the world.

we were soaring over the Atlantic, and I could hear Addy
gasping and laughing as she leaned closer to the window.
“I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.” Her voice was strained. I gazed
at her, understanding exactly what she meant, even if she couldn’t tell my
eyes were only on her.
“I know.”

“If we die today, I’ll kill you in the afterlife.”

I choked on my own saliva, coughing and laughing inside my elbow at
the same time. “Never? We’re not even together! Why would you ask that?”
He yawned and closed his eyes before turning his back to me. I thought
this was it, but as I got up again, he floored me with his answer.
“Because he looks at you the way Daddy used to look at Mommy.”

“I was riveted, charmed,
confused, and fascinated. Unequivocally and helplessly fascinated.”

His eyes are a midnight moment filled with memories

"Drops a gloved finger down the apple of my chin"

I’m practically balancing on my head as he fucks me.
I’m clawing at his arms while the sharp sound of skin
slapping arises.
“Oh God,” I cry, trying to keep my voice down but failing
miserably.
“Can you see him, baby? Ask him for forgiveness.”
“Why?” I pant, another high-pitched moan nearly
swallowing the word.
“Because you worship me now.”

“Well, I lost my wife five years ago. When you lose the
love of your life, nothing is ever the same. You always feel a
little lost. Thankfully, I had Arwen to give me some joy
through these years, but truth be told, I’m looking forward to
being reunited with her.”
It was beautiful…in a sad way

She’s so fucking beautiful, like my tailored fallen angel and the devil’s
favorite demon

I grab her by the waist, then sit her back down. She glares at me over
her shoulder. “I thought we weren’t friends. Let go of me.”
“That’s true. We’re not friends, sweetheart. You’re my fucking woman.”

“I’m not your plaything, asshole.”
“No, you’re not. You’re the whole fucking game.”

“Fuck you, Kingsley.”
“I’m going to pass on the offer. Instead, you might see me fucking that
girl next time in full HD.”
I can feel the hotness rising from my chest to my neck and ears, and I
refuse to give in to the volcano.
I refuse to let him win.
“Then you’ll be invited to the front-row seat of my next hookup.”

“You’re sick, Kingsley.”
“And you’re blushing.”
“I’m fuming.”
“Semantics.”

. “If you fuck another
woman, I’ll fuck a man and make you watch.”

“So
you want us to be friends with benefits, minus the friends part. So should it
be called enemies with benefits? A hate-fucking relationship?”

“I’m rich, handsome, and illegally smart, not to mention I have a dick
you can’t keep up with. I’m a catch. Highly recommended. So why
wouldn’t you agree?”