Friends Possessive Novels & Stories

However, one part of his sentence stands out to me. “I don’t belong to you. I’m not a possession.” “No, you’re not a possession, that would imply that I own you. What you are, is precious to me. You are mine to love, mine to protect. That’s what I mean when I say you are mine. Well, that and I have no intention of ever letting another man have you. So in that instance, I guess it is rather possessive. But I’m an Alpha, you’ll have to get used to it.”

She was jealous of all the girls except for me since she knew the actual depth of our friendship. "Well, he is a guy. I'm relieved", she giggled. "So you trust a guy with your guy?", I could hardly control my laughter when I saw her eyes enlarging with my statement. "You mean to say....a....gay?", she almost screamed as I busted into laughter. "Damn!", I cracked up, looking at the road. "Fia! You're impossible. You scared me. Now I'll be scared of him being with guys too", she scoffed. "Don't do that. There's a thin line between possessiveness and toxicity. Don't let your cute possessive behaviour turning into a toxic one", I passed her a smile and turned my gaze back to the road.

Not just anger, but possessiveness. “You represent me when you’re with me,” he said finally, his tone dropping into something colder. “You don’t embarrass me.” Her chest tightened and she scoffed. “Embarrass you?” she whispered. “By hugging an old friend?” She could no longer understand his fixation with how she should live her social life. Yes, it's included in the contract that she shouldn't be seen with any man other than him. But she wasn't doing anything wrong. Frustration and exhaustion have taken over her, and she wishes for their contract duration to come to an end. Maybe once he's out of her life, he wouldn't be able to control her.

‘You’ve seen the food in the fridge,’ Lochlan. ‘The things in the bathroom. You know they don’t belong to me. Yet you haven’t asked about any of it.’ I shrugged. ‘I assumed it was left by a friend. You seem like the type who has people for things.’ ‘What friend?’ Here we go. I met his eyes, the pale ones that missed nothing. ‘I don’t know. A female friend. In your world, are they called “companions”? Or, in plainer English, fuck buddies?’

EPISODE 2: MY FIRST RULE Later that evening, I dressed properly—covered from my head down to my toes—ready to play the role of the submissive wife my husband expected me to be. Logan’s friends weren’t as cruel as he was. Most of them were married—except one. His best friend, Christopher Clifford. Christopher didn’t believe in marriage. In fact, his first rule in life was never to fall in love. He despised it—almost as much as I despised Logan and cursed myself daily for being trapped in such a sickening marriage.

We are nowhere near intimate enough for her to claim ownership of me or act like a possessive girlfriend. Despite my recent gratitude toward her, the revelation sparks a deep wave of wariness regarding her true agenda. "Wrong. Since you agreed to be my friend, you've become a potential lover. I see a future with you, Lachie, and I will stop at nothing to remove any rival from my path," she declares with a vehemence that leaves me stunned. I stare at her, speechless. Ellie offers a light smile. "I'm obsessive and possessive," she says, advancing toward me. "I intend to make you mine," she whispers into my ear, "and I shall accept no rejection."

Adrian asked as his eyebrows hiked. "What is there to know, I and Mindy have always been friends and I have always protected her since we were younger." "This act is not protective, it's called possessive." Adrian snickered while Cameron gritted his teeth as he didn't want to bare his fangs at him.

I agreed to marry her just for The Business. My friends looked Happy why my Parents were least Interested. I looked at Elena ans she is looking shocked. She is trying very hard to come in terms with what is happening soo sudden with her Life. Saying I am attracted towards her would be an Understatement. I don't love her but her beauty Excites me. I wanted her the moment I saw her. I will protect and will stay loyal to her. I will care for her. I will protect her from every evil but who will protect her from me? I am very possessive. I am dominant. I love to dominate. I don't like anyone touching my things not even my friends. She have to bare my this side.. From now onwards she is mine to to

Probably part of his work. "Honestly, I'm not baby. I'm not". He admits, which is one of the things she loves about him. He may be possessive but he is vocal about his feelings. "What's wrong?". Trina quietly asks, still running her fingers through his hair, paying full attention to him. His hair had always been something that Trina seemed to be fascinated about because no matter how much you run your fingers through it, it seem to always fall back into the pattern it originally was in.

I thought of the Porsche, the bet, and the way Molly had looked at me. ​"He’s a former friend," I said, my voice cold and final. "Nothing more." ​To my surprise, a small, relieved smile played on my father’s lips. "A former friend? Well, that’s good news, then. It makes things much simpler." ​I frowned, confused. "Why?"