He's Mine Not Yours Cast Novels & Stories

"I want to be your husband and you my wife so would you do this rich billionaire who has bend a knee to capture his mistress something that people thought was impossible?" "Do me the honor of being Mrs. Russell, Noelle Young, will you marry me?"

“That’s why I need a confirmation, sis. I don’t want it to be one of your numerous escapades.” “And I’m telling you it’s not,” I admit to her before going to sit back down. My hands were placed forward on the desk immediately and I lean towards her. “This is real, Cassie. Believe me.” She still isn’t convinced and I can tell from the way she gives me a once-over. Perhaps I am not sounding way too convincing for her to believe what I say, but I know I have tried my best to make her see how honest I am. After a long shared silence, she says, “Guaranteed, he’s your mate. Then why do you sound so skeptical about the whole thing?”

"You are already mine, and there's no way that I would allow him to get you again even if let's say he and Charity are married." I playfully rolled my eyes as I nodded. "I know, and you are mine, too," I said truthfully. My hand raised to touch his cheek. "Just so you know that I am not going to give up so easily, pudding. You are mine and mine alone. Hmm?"

Anjani: If the seller is Leeminho, that’s fine My husband: leeminho is shooting a drama Anjani: how do you know? Hihihi Husband: yes wait, I’ll arrive soon Anjani: one more My husband: what? Anjani: be careful on the road My husband: yes dear Anjani: I love u My husband: i love u too Anjani: leeminho Anjani: my love for leeminho, not for you! My husband: sorry I sent it wrong too Anjani: ARSYA !!!

"How dare you spit on me? I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!" Before Zoey could react, he struck her with two sharp slaps, leaving her disoriented and stunned. Tears sprang to her eyes, and she trembled as she begged, "Do you want money? I can pay you. Call Jonathan—I'll tell him everything." The men laughed, their voices filled with mockery. "Scaring us, huh? Jonathan Sinclair's fiancee? Ha!" Zoey, her voice nearly breaking, cried out, "It's true! I'm really his fiancee."

I grabbed her by the throat, pinning her against the wall. "You filthy liar," I snarled. "How dare you deceive me?" She gasped, eyes wide with fear. "I didn't lie! Please, you're scaring Kitty." "Then tell me," I demanded, "Who is Kitty's father?" "She's yours," Lily insisted. "Don't lie to me! My condition makes it impossible. Whose pup is she?" Lily's eyes darted, panic setting in.

"He's ours." "Yes. Ours." Aurora smiled and her eyes closed as they shared a passionate kiss. A lot of years had gone by, yet she remained madly in love with him. He was hers. Now and always. "And forever." Henry replied. Aurora chuckled when she realized he read her mind again. "You're mine, now and forever." She whispered. "And you're mine, Aurora." He whispered back. "Mine to claim." ... And so it was that Henry and Aurora were united in the end.

Taking a pause as she dips her index finger in her mouth “I shouldn’t type this yet… or? Am I being too dramatic now? He’s my husband.” Dramatically arguing with nobody but herself. “He is your husband. But you should be careful…” Then she snaps out of the whole dilly dally: “There’s no time . I better make him aware right now” In Mark’s dm, it has his contact saved as Mr Mark, the she went on to type “I got the estimate for the hospital bills , baby. It’s sixty thousand dollars”

I raised a brow, wondering who the hell he thought he was, talking to me like that. "I'm going to tell you this as nicely as I can and only say this once. You are going to leave Emma. She is mine now." The tall, slender but bulked-up man stated with a lot of fucking confidence. My nose flared up and my body started boiling. What the fuck was he blabbering about. "Who the fuck are you calling yours, like hell imma give you my girl!" I sized him up, he was only about one foot taller than me.

“She isn’t yours.” “She isn’t yours either,” I said, voice hardening. “You saw to that when you couldn’t keep your loyalty… or your dignity.” Color flared in his cheeks. “She doesn’t belong in your world.” I let out a humorless laugh. “And she belonged in yours? Tell me, was that before or after you humiliated her?” That landed. He flinched. His voice dropped, bitter. “You think she actually wants you? You think she looks at you and sees anything but another Castellane? She’ll never choose you. Not really. She’ll always remember you’re just like him.”