He's Mine Not Yours Novels & Stories

He was not going to think any more of Saaransh or his love, he, was going to have what he wanted, be it in any way. He smiled from the bottom of his heart when his heart made him proud by saying" I marked her mine." ................................................................... HUHOOO...He marked her as his!!! Enjoy reading it :) Love to all <3

He found himself on the edge of remembering. The spell broke with the elevator doors sliding opened. His fingers still tightly entwined with hers as they step out in one movement. “You are staying with me,” he said in a voice ringing with uncertainty. “Fine,” she said softly. She has already decided to fight for him. It was clear he was reacting instinctively. “You are mine,” he said again. The way he said it was almost like he was confirming something to himself. I am yours… her heart confirms silently.

"Christian, when I returned to this life, I thought we could have a fresh start. Later, I realized some things can't be fixed once broken. I don't hate you, but I won't love you anymore." When I was by the door, he called out to me, "Rae." I stopped in my tracks, but didn't look back. "Is the child really his?" I looked at my reflection on the glass door. "No, but the baby will not have you as a father." I opened the door, leaving behind a silent room.

After he r mum left she decides to go outside and water the flowers. She takes a bucket and goes outside with a bucket full of water,as soon as she steps out,a neighbor Mrs Ney was busy with her flowers too.Good morning ma'am Lucinda says ,morning Lucinda how are you?when did you come back.I am ok ma'am she smiled I came back yesterday oooh how is work?Work is fine thank you.Lucinda is one of the people who don't like sharing their life activities, she carries on watering her flowers and plugs in her earphones and starts singing loudly.Mrs Ney's son comes out with a bottle of water in a T-shirt and shorts good morning mum ,morning Dray how are you?I am fine mum wanna do my workout outdoors t

"Huh? Why my phone, I'm sure that you have your phone with you right now. Can't you call him through your phone?" "well, Hahaha…Did you not see his angry face a while ago? I'm sure as hell that he is currently angry at me and he won't answer my calls if I call him using my phone so lend me yours now or you can call him yourself here. Tell him that you need him to do something back at the banquet kitchen or something like that"

"No, Master! I'm sorry… I'm just… I…" He pressed his forehead to mine. "I know you are, sweetheart. I'm aching as well. My cock is pressed right up against your wet, hot, little pussy and all I can think of is slamming into you and fucking you so hard that you can't walk up to the house. But I also want to savor this moment with you. To taste every inch of your sweet little body. You can handle it because you want to please me, and you know this will."

"Amazing, and you left me so much, I could never thank you enough." "I have plans to give you more, you deserve everything, this company is mine, I will protect it. I won't let it slip away from me, I worked hard for it, I still am and you will be with me through it all, the world will come to know you and me." Elijah winked and Adrian shook his head. "You're crazy." "Yet you love me." "Maybe I love crazy." Elijah gasped and Adrian laughed. "Go get cleaned up, I have to do the same."

I pressed my thighs together as a pool of fire settled between my legs. For a moment, we just stared at each other and the outside world faded into background noise. Then he reached out and brushed a loose strand of my hair behind my ear. The gentleness in his house made a shiver run down my spine. “Bethany,” he said softly. “You’ve worked harder than anyone for this campaign. You deserve to enjoy the victory when it comes.” I swallowed hard, looking up at him. “And you deserve to win it.” Something close to pride flickered across his expression but there also something else. “Victory always comes with a price,” he said quietly. “And I think mine might already be due.”

"I'm here, on your bed, all yours." He frowned at her, embarrassed by those emblematic words. The joy lodged in his chest at hearing them was too little to describe to himself what that entire sentence made him feel. «Mine», he thought in his mind, testing, in his imaginary voice, how it would sound if he said it out loud. «You are mine. And I'm yours». The sizzling thought carried enough weight for his lips to fall on hers, and he entered that place again from which he should never have left.

How didn’t I notice his perfect teeth until now? “Thank you, M,” I gave him a nod, hugging my torso to keep the warmth. “M and M are back together, huh?” He used an old inside joke we made when we were kids, using our names and candy. “Who would have thought that the big city would make you even cuter?” Oh, God! A compliment already?