My Love Pattern

Love, affection, devotion, and anything unbearable is just an attachment in your life, so why does loving someone often sacrifice everything you have? Isn't so stupid? Margot was constantly asking herself strange questions like that. She aspires to become a job-driven adult who always assumes responsibility for matters related to her career or anything else that makes sense, as opposed to FOOLISH things like LOVE. But in the fullness of time, it shakes everything up when she becomes curious about the thing that she can't imagine she will be curious about, it's about the man, the seductive Jeal Sullivan Ramirez, and what it feels like to be in his arms. How does it feel to kiss his perfect lips? What does it feel like to have his love? Is it an attachment in life? Or it's a part of you? Maybe some dark division in my life is needed to lighten up. ----------------------------------------------------------- This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Please be advised that this story contain mature content and strong language, some parts of this story are not suitable for the young readers, so please beware and READ AT YOUR OWN RISK REMEMBER: All of the stories in Ramirez Series are written in third person POV at the start and first person POV for the rest. Please remember to vote and leave a comment that would be greatly appreciated.