Novel & Cerita Harry Potter And The Possessive Husband Fanfiction

Harry tried to verify again. "She walked out of the mansion herself then took a and head towards Arthur's mansion by herself, sir." Horace explained further. Harry was enraged. He wondered if Debby was aware they were married. Although this marriage was an arranged marriage, with no love in place, he still believe that Debby needed to respect their temporary union. He clenched his hands into a fist and all he was so enraged, he just want to would burn down Debby and her ex boyfriend alive, alongside the entire building.

They insisted on having it here because we could sneak home for some quiet time and have no one to disturb us until we left for our honey moon tomorrow morning. We danced our first dance together as husband and wife to Ed Sheeran 'Perfect' and it was what the girls would describe as magical. I couldn't take anymore so I dipped down to claim her lips with mine then I felt at ease. Being fully aware that she is utterly mine in every way, shape and form. Mine. It feels good to call her that. I could never have enough of her.

Formerly, when her wolf would randomly go into heat, silver would hold her down… but now… it is mere child's play to her Harry, my dear weak husband, poses the only real obstacle to my plans. His stubborn insistence on protecting Alora could ruin everything. Fortunately, the poison I've been feeding him under the guise of medicine has done its work well. His wolf is so suppressed that he can barely stand, let alone challenge my authority. This brings pleasure to me

Then, I loosen the embrace and look at him. "How are you, Harry. It's been a long time." He says. "I'm perfectly fine," I reply. He glances at her and back at me. "Why aren't you with Jeffrey… And instead, the slave of your husband is with you…" I roll my eyes at him, thinking that he doesn't know her. "I'm giving you information that is shocking… First, she's not a toy anymore, she's my lover and my property. Lastly, Jeffrey and I are officially divorced."

Harry said in a low voice, "That's the lover of the pretentious bitch. I think they're married? I guess he's her husband." There was so much information contained in his statement. It shocked the viewers in the live stream so much that they took a long time to recover. After some time, the comments started appearing again. "What? That bitch's husband? She's not single?" "Wow! Your circle of friends really gets around, don't they? She's married but is carrying someone else's baby? What kind of cuckold got so unlucky?" "Even novels don't have plots like this! It's just all piling on."

She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding so fiercely that he could hear it as he held her. "Is your heart racing because you're close to me, Pat?" he asked point-blank. ​ "I’m currently holding someone else's husband. How do you expect me to feel at ease?" ​ "I’ve become your husband now. Remember that, Pat. You’ve been my wife since last night. Don’t you remember?" He showered her with kisses and held her tight, a physical display of his possessiveness. ​ "That wasn't... It's not like that, Mr. Hawk." She tried to pull away but found it impossible, as he held her entire body in a crushing embrace.

Allen said with a smirk, he just wants to make Harry pissed and show him that Anna is his and he can never even think about his wife, "married women? and your wife? wow, dont forget that married women, that is your wife, still love me and not you, she hate you, she dont even want to be with you, it is only you that tells Anna is your wife, she dont even want to tell others that you are her husband because she only think about me, remember Allen, that bi***h is in my hand and the same time, Anna is also thinking about me, you are nothing but the man that she want to run away from, and i know that she is staying there because of something, just like the last time, you only know ine thing, to m

“Just as you predicted, Sir. The potion had a strong effect on Lady Arabella. According to Dr. Tania… she kissed Master Harry. Multiple times.” Mr. Hans raised an eyebrow, a brief smirk twitching at the corners of his lips. “Good. Progress, at last.” “But,” Jimmy added cautiously, “Master Harry appeared… unaffected by Lady Arabella. He was too composed. Too aware.” Mr. Hans took a slow sip of his tea. “They’re both stubborn,” he muttered. “Even after all my preparations, they still act like two magnets turned the wrong way—refusing to connect.” Jimmy hesitated, then lowered his voice. “You’re aware, of course… their marriage is just a contract?”

Harry says. "It is not good enough for me! I want you to convince him! If he does not marry me in three days, you will die. I will keep this spell on you until Xavier is my husband," I say. I let go of him, and I kicked away his knife. I kept my grip on him until we left the house to return to the club. I walk in front of Harry. It does not look too good. I know it is because of the pain of the spell. However, the next moment, I fell to the ground. I feel the burning of the knife in my back.

“You plan on reuniting with your Prince charming?” “At least he won't keep me locked up.” My hand slipped to the back of her neck. “Listen to me Hillary, you are mine, contract or no contract, you'll always be mine. You get that?” “I am not your possession, you can't own me and you don't own me.” “You are, I own you. Nothing can change that.” She pushed me with all her strength. “Fuck you!” I walked towards her, closing the gab between us. She placed her hand on my chest to prevent me from coming any closer.