COULD THIS BE LOVE? is a true life love story of Alex and precious, a true-life story which explains the fantasy of love
COULD THIS BE LOVE? is a true life love story of Alex and precious, a true-life story which explains the fantasy of love
Have you met angels in real life? Feeling as if your life is only focused on someone. Shebecomes the center of your world as if gravity keeps you drawn towards her. Someone you deserve to wait no matter how long. Someone who makes you forget all your sadness just by looking at her. Someone who can make you happy just by seeing her smile even though you are not the reason for that smile.
It might sound a little exaggerated, but I've found the angel. A very beautiful angel with a sweet sincere smile, her eyes are also very beautiful makes everyone like her. It's not an exaggeration but the angel really came to me, her name was Precious.
I am a weak person and always get bullied every day. I am short and unattractive, I also don't have any advantages like other cool kids because of that no one wants to be friends with me. I was used to being ignored and standing alone in the corner of the playground while watching other kids play happily ever since I was 5 years old so as usual I was standing in the corner watching other kids playing while imagining being one of them.
I never imagined or even expected anything, but that day the miracle happened to me. A girl came over to me and stretched out her hand asking me to be her friend. I can only be silent and open my eyes wide because it is very difficult for me to believe a beautiful girl whom everyone likes reached out to me and asked me to be her friend.
"Do you really want to be my friend?" I asked stupidly
But She smiled and said she really wanted to be my friend. It was a simple little act but in fact it was what made Precious an angel to me. I, as a child, really admired her and that admiration grew into love over time. Even when we entered high school my feelings towards Precious were the same
School may be a fun place for cool, smart kids or those who are very sociable but it's not for me. Surely you also have people who are very lousy and not easy to get along with. People who have a bad appearance with glasses and always hold a book. Someone who is always the target of other people's anger. If you ask him what school is like, I'm sure he will say like hell because that's how I feel.
Every morning I had to be mentally prepared every time I went to school because a bunch of bully brats would catch me and make me their vehicle to vent their anger if they saw me. That's why I have to be very careful when entering school so they don't find me.
I thought I had managed to avoid them by passing through the entrance gate while covering my face with a bag but I was wrong. As soon as I passed through the gate and started to feel relieved, one of them grabbed my uniform by the back and dragged me behind the school.
I don't know why they always do this to me every morning, maybe it's just their instinct as a predator to attack their weak prey like me because as far as I remember I have never wronged them. Even so they would force me to kneel down like a dog then take all the punches and kicks they gave me.
It hurts a lot but I have to endure all of it every day without being able to do anything. Maybe for you I look stupid because I just accept all that so I think so too, but there is nothing I can do because if I fight I know I will lose to them then they will start to repay me by beating me even worse.
Even though school feels like hell there is one thing that keeps me going and that is my angel Precious. Every time I was beaten she would come and the people hitting me would stop. She would chase away the bullies and then she would take me to the school garden to treat my wounds. It was a happy time that made me forget all my pain. I am happy that my angel is sitting near me.
"Why do you always let them beat you like this? You should fight and beat them. " Precious said and I could see the concern in the look in her eyes
"How can I fight them? They are in groups while I am alone, if I fight I will lose then they will treat me even worse than this. " I said
"This is why they beat you, you fool." Said Precious
Even though she calls me stupid somehow I like it when she calls me stupid. Maybe it's because I feel like she really cares about me every time she calls me stupid. However, I am very happy to be able to sit near Precious and talk casually like this with her because I have feelings that I hide from her.
Precious never knew I was secretly having feelings for her. She is the most beautiful and most popular girl in school because of that she is always liked by boys. Compared to the cool guy who approached her I was happy enough to be a messenger who always stood by her side and did whatever she asked.
Seeaskeder shining from afar became my own happiness. Seeing her smile and listening to what she says also makes me very happy. And what makes me most happy is doing what she asks because it makes me feel that I'm useful and maybe she needs me.
At first I thought that was enough for me. I thought I could just look at it from afar and save my feelings for me but as soon as I realized we might not see each other again after graduation, I started getting restless and scared.
My love for her grew so big and deep than a one-sided love without me knowing it. My fear of being separated from her prompted me to muster up the courage to confess my feelings to her and I decided I would express my love for her at our graduation.
I also bought flowers and chocolates to give to her after graduation. My head kept thinking how I would express my feelings to her. My heart was beating fast because I was so excited even though I became very restless.
But all was in vain because Precious didn't show up at the graduation ceremony, someone told me that Precious had moved in with her mother because her parents were gonna to divorce. I was broken and heartbroken because of my love whose story has not even started.II live my days hoping to meet my angel again. The next time we meet, will I have a chance to start this untold love story?
Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to get a divorce, Mark," I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time-even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all-from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn't return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel's terminal illness and realized she didn't have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
Sophie stepped in for her sister and married a man known for his disfigured looks and reckless past. On their wedding day, his family turned their backs on him, and the town laughed behind their hands, certain the marriage would collapse. But Sophie's career soared, and their love only deepened. Later, during a high-profile event, the CEO of some conglomerate took off his mask, revealing Sophie's husband to be a global sensation. *** Adrian had no interest in his arranged wife and had disguised himself in hopes she would bail. But when Sophie tried to walk away, Adrian broke down and whispered, "Please, Sophie, don't go. One kiss, and I'll give you the world."
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
The day my husband, a Mafia Underboss, told me I was genetically unfit to carry his heir, he brought home my replacement—a surrogate with my eyes and a working womb. He called her a "vessel" but paraded her as his mistress, abandoning me while I bled on the floor at a party to protect her and planning their secret future in the villa he once promised me. But in our world, wives don't just walk away—they disappear, and I decided to orchestrate my own vanishing act, leaving him to the ruin he so carefully built for himself.
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