My lover is someone I obtained through careful scheming.
He is the boy next door, my childhood sweetheart, and I watched him grow up.
He is clever and beautiful, and people have adored him since he was little.
I adore him too.
Stop looking at them.
Am I not attractive?
I'm more thoughtful and understanding than they are, and I've made a success of my career.
I know you better than they do, and I love you more.
I got my wish and became his husband.
But I never dare let my guard down.
My lover is too wonderful.
He stands beneath the spotlight like a sun that will never go out.
Everyone looks at him. Everyone wants him.
And I know those looks all too well: the admiring, clinging, greedy gazes.
Those people are so annoying.
They shamelessly approach him, using every trick to seduce him.
I have to clear away those weeds.
One by one, pulled up by the roots.
Will you love me forever?
"Of course."
My lover, whom I trained with my own hands.
A childhood sweethearts x childhood sweethearts story
#Possessiveness #ControllingBehavior
Ta-da-da-daa~ (suddenly appears.JPG)
The missing person has returned!
I had heart surgery before, and then got worked like a drudge. I slacked off for years and didn't write anything!
I've recently escaped the grind, so while I'm not back at the millstone yet, I grabbed some time to write a little sweet treat to satisfy my cravings~
Around 30,000 words in total. I invite you all to enjoy it (wink)
Theme: Love should be mutual.
I really want to watch them all at once