Claiming What's Mine Chinese Drama Novels & Stories

I don't care. Kemal Daraç stood a few steps behind me, watching, tense, calculating. He didn’t move, but I could feel his presence, steady, like a guardrail. “You are mine,” I said, low, firm, ego flaring, because if I didn’t claim her now, she’d disappear. She laughed—or tried to. Her voice was sharp, unbroken. “Yours?” “Marriage,” I ground out, jaw tight. “I married you.”

I pulled her back on the bed, and she landed on me, her body pleasing on mine. "Let me go..." her voice was soft as I felt her body heat up. "You owe me, remember? I know your secret, and it's time to pay me for keeping it for so long." My voice came out lower than I meant, tight with something I couldn’t quite swallow, barely above a whisper. "It's your time to give something in exchange," I tried to keep my eyes steady on hers, but damn, they were enchanting. "You have to pretend to be my girlfriend, Peaches.

I mean people could be dying when I was busy, balls deep into some random woman; or my enemies could be flooding my territory all ganged up to kill me. “Don’t be greedy, sweetheart. You have claimed all of me already.” I slapped her ass as I walked away from where she was bent, ass in the sky and face on the couch. She let out another annoyed sigh, and I stifled a chuckle. Picking up my pants from the floor, I searched my phone from the pocket and when I found it, stared at the screen with utmost shock as the name ARCHDUCHESS remained displayed on my screen as the device continued vibrating in my hand like it was cursed.

I look at my reflection - the diamonds, the expensive dress, the lies - and I realize I’m not a bride. I’m a trophy being fought over by two men, and only one of them knows how to play dirty.

"You were just crying your eyes out. That's not 'staying away.' You can't let him go!" "So what if I can't?" I snapped, cornered and furious. "It's my business!" "It's my business too!" Adrian's amber eyes burned with anger. "You're my master! I can't just watch you destroy yourself!" "Destroy myself?" I laughed humorlessly. "Adrian, who do you think you are? You think you have the right to tell me who I can love?" "I..." Adrian's face flushed crimson. "I'm your Blood Thrall! It's my duty to protect you!"

"Charlie, tell them! I’m leaving with nothing but my clothes!" Lydia stepped forward, her hand moving like a snake. She reached into the side pocket of my worn-out suitcase and pulled out a velvet box. She snapped it open, revealing the massive, blue diamond that had belonged to Charlie’s mother. The crowd gasped. The flashes became a blinding wall of light. "My God, Elara," Lydia sobbed, a masterclass in fake grief. "Even on your way out, you had to rob him? Is it not enough that you ruined my body? You had to take his family's legacy too?"

I smiled wider. “You stand here,” I continued, “with the fucking nerve to tell me to let the moon kill my mate just so I can get a replacement?” My voice dipped lower, and I reached out—quick as lightning—and grabbed the front of his collar, dragging him close until our foreheads nearly touched. “She’s not a cup I dropped and replaced. She’s not a bond I let go of. She’s mine.” The flames cracked behind him, casting orange light across the shadows of my face. His breath hitched.

“You're going to run away from me again after you get what you want. I'm going to lose my mind again and chase you. Who knows, you might run into another Noah. We both don't want that, sweet Jae.” My breath shudders. I bite my lip and avoid his eyes, guilt sinking in. His finger curls under my jaw and tilts my face back, making sure I hold his gaze. “You must have forgotten who I am, Jae,” he smirks darkly, and my eyes widen, alarm bells screaming in my head. “Perhaps, it’s time I remind you.” Before I can protest, before my mind even has a chance to scream, he gets off, dragging me along.

she whispered, "there is no going back. The world will see me as yours." ​"Let them," I said, my heart hammering a rhythm of pure, unadulterated possessiveness. "Because tonight, Elara... for the first time in five years, I’m not playing a role. I’m coming to claim what’s mine." ​

Mount on her until she could no longer yearn other men. She was mine to have. Mine to claim. Mine to mark. My mate. My possession. MINE!!