Novel & Cerita Chased By My Possessive Ex

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.

“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…”

He announced Possessive much? "So that I don't escape?" "With me, You wouldn't want to go anyway… moreover you have nowhere to go, darling.".

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."

“I don’t.” “Well, you act like you do,” she snapped. “Even here. You just slide into someone else’s house and make it yours. You can’t even let me have this.”

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?"

Georgina exclaimed. "Lower your voice, G!" I reprimanded her. "No, I won't. Why would you even consider this? Even if there's a shred of truth in what Patrick said, shouldn't you be relieved?" Georgina persisted. "Relieved? I don't follow," I said, puzzled. "Yes, you heard me. You should be glad that your HUSBAND, George, is deeply in love with you. 'Obsession' is just an exaggerated term. If a man adores me like George does to you, I'd be over the moon," she explained.

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 took my private elevator to leave, not before Loren stopped it by placing his leg in the doorway. "Now what?" I asked lethargically. He walked inside without any reply. What does he want now? "Why are you here?" I have no more energy left to argue with him. "Why does someone uses an elevator, Miss. Troustkey?" He asked Monotonously. "I know why. But why this one?" I snapped. "This is my personal elevator." "Everything which belongs to you is mine, my slave." He said in the same low voice. My slave? His voice twinged like a needle through my skin. I stayed quiet without responding to his words to avoid further conversation. I am sure he is having a little smirk on his lips, so better not to

He will crush you and have fun doing it, he will even smirk to your face while giving you that cold stare. I fell in love with a ruthless man, it's only up to me to guard my heart ruthlessly so that he won't tarnish the beautiful moments that we had and the ones I believe we're going to have in the future. "Mama, we're going to buy my wedding dress tomorrow, you've to get ready. " I told my Mama. " Don't worry, I can do that." She responded. I sip from my cup of coffee and turned to face Gregory. "When are you going back to New York?" I asked.