Once, my paranoid love

“Should I tell your playful thing the truth that you are just playing with her?”

Ron turned back to Nikita with a smile on his face. Nikita smiled at him as well. Ron looked around and sighed. While coming toward her, he uttered, “Nikita, whatever I am doing, In the end you are also going to benefit.”

“How?” Nikita asked as she narrowed her brows; she was eager to know about Ron’s plan.

Ron sighed and came close to her ear, whispering, “Actually, using her, I want to get close to Elena. And the benefit is that Paul will be yours forever. Because as long as I know, Paul doesn’t touch used things.”

Ron stepped back and smiled at Nikita with a wink. He did not even wait for Nikita’s answer and walked away. Nikita became a statue there. It seemed she could not believe what she had just heard. Suddenly, a smile curled over her lips, and she pondered, ‘Will Paul be mine?’

[In the locker room]

“I was lying, Paul,” I admitted.

“I knew that, Elena.” Paul’s eyes widened, as if he didn’t believe what I said.

“You said it to make me jealous, right?” he asked.

With a glance at him, I nodded in an affirmative way. Yes, that was true. I said that to make him jealous, but it’s also true that I really wanted to get away from him as well.

‘Why can’t I enjoy myself as much as you do? If you can hurt me, why can’t I do the same to you? But right now, I’m afraid that if I tell him the truth, he’ll hurt Ron. I don’t want anyone to suffer because of me.’

Paul was about to say something, but he stopped himself. He looked at me with squinted eyes, as if he didn’t believe what I said. He then grinned and gently stroked my cheek.

‘God, thank you! He is completely convinced.’ I exhaled with relief.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“I ask for compensation,” Paul stated.

What exactly was he talking about? “W-what?” I stammered.

He put an unexpected kiss on my lips. He placed me on the countertop and kissed me deeper. I attempted to stop him, but I could not. I clutched his shirt inside my palm, trying to stop my body from mingling with him.

He was tightly gripping my waist, preventing me from moving. He broke the kiss and looked at me with his soft gaze. We were both panting. Witnessing his soft gaze, I became lost. I thought to myself, what was his gaze? I was not in myself; I felt my body was being controlled by him. He lowered his head, softly bit my neck, and sucked the region for a while. My body shuddered; I felt a sensation go through my body, so I closed my eyes.

Paul gazed at me after it. With his thumb, he smashed my lip gloss again.

I tried to get down from the countertop, but he grabbed my arm and forced me to look at him. I did as he did, looking intently into his blue ocean eyes. I lost myself in him. My mind became blank when I stared into his eyes.

‘Elena, all I want to do is to be with you. Those tempting lips of yours are utterly enthralling. I don’t get enough satisfaction from it, no matter how much I touch it. I wish I could hold you in my arms,’ Paul thought to himself.

Paul looked at me so intensely. I quickly restrained my gaze from him, but suddenly, he spread my legs, stood between my thighs, and placed his hands around my waist. Something hard instantly poked me. I squeezed my eyes tightly. I could feel my situation as well, but I was hesitating to accept myself. I knew if I admitted myself to him, I could not stop myself, and in the end, it would hurt me. So it would be better if I stayed away from him and controlled myself.

I gritted my teeth while thinking Paul merely wanted my body, and I was the fool who thought he loved me. His worries and tension made me feel like thinking something like that. But the truth was something else. I arched my brows and murmured, “You jerk!”

I pushed him to the limit, but I couldn’t make him go any further.

“Let me go, Paul. I have a class to attend.” I decided to give up because I knew it wouldn’t work.

“Did you forget, Elena? I told you I wanted to be with you last night, but you deceived me,” he said, grabbing my face.

‘Oh, right! That’s why your eyes seem so passionate,’ I thought as I smirked while looking at him.

“Paul, you are a stupid bastard!” I smiled at him. Seeing me smile, he narrowed his eyes. Then he said in a stern voice, “Why are you smiling?”

I disregarded him and rolled my eyes, shifting my gaze from him. Suddenly, he gently nibbled my left cheek, and I closed my eyes with irritation. He touched his lips to my ear and whispered, “Let’s do it right here, baby. Also, because your father will be at home, I won’t be able to have as much fun. Honey, it’s best if we do it right now.”

My blood was boiling with wrath as I heard him. I resisted, saying, “Don’t you dare. You are a psychotic and crazy person.”

“Elena, you will not win against me. You have no choice but to accept it,” Paul said sarcastically.

“You jerk! It’s called rape!” I yelled as I was going to slap him.

‘I hate you, Paul; I hate you the most.’

Holding my hand in his, he continued, “Why can’t you accept me then? Why do you insist on me forcing you to do something? You regard my affection for you as rape,” he stated.

He spoke while gazing directly into my eyes. In his eyes, there were no regrets. “So, Paul, what should I say? Do you ever think about what I want? When you have girlfriends around, you constantly make me do things I don’t want to do. I want a healthy life,” I said.

He came to a halt and gave me a sharp look. “Why should I consider what you think? Because what I want is likewise what you want, and about a healthy life… If you accept me, I will make everything that works in your favor.”

“Oh, I see,” I said, “then am I a doll to you, an emotionless and mute one?”

“Elena. Please don’t play with me. I know you’re trying to deceive me once more,” Paul said. “And as for the doll, you are, indeed, my doll. I will take care of my doll, I will protect my doll from everyone, and I will kill anyone who looks at my doll.”