Chased By My Possessive Ex Novels & Stories

“It doesn't change anything, does it? My feelings for you haven't changed either, have they?” It certainly has. He doesn't look at me the way he used to. He doesn't talk to me with that possessive tone, like he owns me. He doesn't bicker with me over everything and nothing. He doesn't take off his shirt intentionally just to get me mad and gittering with nervousness. I wish I can tell him all of this, but I know he will feel bad. This is not his fault. “Is there something I used to do that I don't anymore? Is that what is missing? Why don't you just tell me so I can…”

At that time, we were young, enthusiastic, and happy. "This is the place I can never change." A deep voice erupted into the air, causing my head to snap at the intruder. "I feel like I’ll be really losing if I throw our stuff out of here."

Everything of him. Her wolf snarled softly. ‘It’s not our house,’ she murmured. ‘It’s his. All of it. His.’ The thought made her stomach tighten. Ownership. Possession. Her wolf didn’t sound angry—she sounded resigned, and somehow, that was worse. At least Kalmin hadn’t locked her in the room this time. That small victory gave her a glimmer of hope as she moved toward the kitchen. The soft sound of footsteps approaching behind her made her heart lurch in her chest. Her body tensed, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up. She didn’t need to look over her shoulder to know it was him.

JayPark looked at me and smirked, "Do you feel that I love your body? Do you want to like me time again?" I was surprised in anger, was he crazy when he insulted my feelings before!? Now you're saying it like it's nothing? I looked at him and said, "You go away I wouldn't love you even if I did!" “ really are stubborn.” He let go of my hands all over my body. Standing up, he threw his vest aside, unbuttoned my shirt a few more buttons, and then he carried me in the other direction, trying hard to ask, "You Where are taking me?"

With a resolved heart, I turned to Patrick and coldly said, " Get out of my house." He looked sternly at me with a determined gaze and said, "I understand, Suzy. I will leave for now, but I won't give up on you. I will do whatever it takes to get you back into my life." "Just remember that you are mine and will always be," he said possessively and left. I watched him leave, and immediately I shut the door. I could no longer control my tears. I sat on the floor for hours as I remembered the sweet memories we once shared together, until the waves of betrayal crashed in.

A feeling of pure ecstasy was running through her veins when she heard a creak of the door and in the next second an taunting but angry voice of a woman pierced through her haze, "Well...., I certainly did not expect to see my fiancé whoring around in his own office in the broad daylight!"

I said, annoyed. "You're wrong, Akisha. Whether you like it or not, I own you and you own me. Every inch of you is mine. Your heart, mind, body, and soul. You're exclusively mine. Mine alone. If there's someone who tries to steal or take you away from me, I'll kill them. I'll make them suffer. They will taste hell. No one can own you but me. " He said, with a stern voice.

She clutched her chest in pain and fought against the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes. Why is this happening to me? This stabbing sensation. Her wolf was in torture. She could hear it howling painfully within her, wishing to reach out and rip that woman from her mate. She barely understood to the purpose of this new found possessiveness. She did not love him did she? She barely knows him! So why does it hurt so much to see him in her embrace, eyes lost in the beauty of her flawless glow. And she shall be forced to watch this torture all the time henceforth. My spirit would be broken to a thousand pieces from it. Her own best friend in the embrace of her fated mate.

I took in deep breaths and tried to reach Zeke who kept snarling as if that would be of any help in this situation. ‘Buddy, what’s going on with you?’ I asked him in my mind. ‘I don’t know, there’s something happening to me….. they stopped it but now that they are no longer beating us, it has resumed,' Zeke said, his voice thundering in anger. He was upset that we couldn’t do anything for our mate. “Mark me and make me yours, rogue king.” Chloe’s affirmation snapped me out of my trance. No!!!! She’s mine!! Adrenaline rushed through my body at the thought of someone else claiming my mate whilst I was still alive. The possessiveness I felt hyped me up.

I murmured softly, the words barely more than a breath. My fingers relaxed in my lap as I exhaled slowly. “It’s possession.” And somehow, that truth felt colder than anything else.