His Possessive Ways Novels & Stories

I don't remember any of it, but despite his bullying me back then, I couldn't get mad at him because I knew that's the way he only learned to get near me. He does not approach a girl he likes and whispers sweet nothing to her to get her. His way is the opposite. Show his dominant and cold self. I wonder how I fell for him. God, my dream guy is soft-spoken, sweet, and tender. How could I fall for his domineering way? Maybe his gorgeous face plays the trick. I chuckled and shook my head.

His jaw is clenched tight, but it is not with displeasure, it is with an emotion I have never seen on his face, or maybe he’s never allowed me to see. Possession. Raw and deep and so damn dangerous. But instead of running away from it, I barge straight toward it. I bare my soul and body for it. I want it. His possessiveness. I want every last drop of it. “Fuck, Genevieve. Since when did you learn to say shit like that?” “Since you.” “Me?”

If any man, especially a younger or more relaxed one, tried to speak to her directly, Calleb would intercept with a technical question or a dry comment, redirecting the conversation with absolute, murderous mastery. The possessiveness was discreet, never obvious to the inattentive. Never a prolonged touch, never a word of jealousy. It was in the way he occupied space, how his body always positioned itself between her and other men. It was in the tone of voice he used when referring to her, a tone of absolute ownership. It was in the look he gave her when she thought about stepping away to get another canapé—a look that froze her in place.

“That’s the point, Cassie. I don’t want Rowan. I don’t want Liam. I want to know I can have them—or at least pieces of them—whenever I choose. The power. The control. That’s the fun.” Cassie exhaled sharply, almost laughing from disbelief. “You’re insane. You don’t even care about love, do you?” “Love?” I smirked. “Love is boring. Possession is better. People fall in and out of love all the time, but when you possess something —when you take it, when it’s yours—it doesn’t matter how anyone else feels. Look at this bag. Piper would probably cry if she knew Rowan bought this for me. That’s worth more than love.”

She continued arranging the soil around a special herbal plant, while I paused on what I was doing so I can focus on her answers. “What about him?” I curiously asked. “Is there something that I don’t know about him?” She was tentative at first, but then she smiled at me and tilted her head. “Let’s just say that he is possessive and tends to be dominant with the things that he owns,” she explained. “And when I say possessive, he would be obsessed with it, that he won’t let it get away from his possession.” “Well, in my case, it is normal for him to protect me because I am his wife,” I suggested.

"Declare the marketer's position vacant. Find someone to fill her former role. She's under my wing now," Darien declared, surprising both himself and Hau Lin. Darien froze as he realized what he had just said. Why did his tone come out like that? How could he sound so possessive? Hau Lin was left speechless by Darien's sudden proclamation. While he had sensed a change in Darien since that night he first met the lady who now worked as his assistant, he never expected the man to display possessiveness so quickly.

She wondered; this man was the most confusing one she’d met. At first when she saw his true nature, she’d hated the moon goddess for pairing her with such a jackass, he might be good-looking, but he had an unwelcome character, one that would repel any she-wolf. But now, after seeing him that day, after seeing the fear in his eyes, he looked so terribly frightened of losing her, of losing something that belonged to him, like he was familiar with the pain of losing something so dear to him before, and he was scared of experiencing that pain all over again. She knew that there must be a reason for this; his possessive nature didn’t come naturally, something must have caused it. She recalled Cia

Instead he joins me. No matter how many times I have seen him naked I am still shy about it. I am not used to this new lifestyle he has made for me. He wants to do everything together. I mean everything and he doesn’t keep his hands to himself. Was he like this with all the other girls, too?” I wondered. Taking a shower with him is never a good idea as he can’t stop touching me. His hands and mouth are everywhere. Anytime I try to push him away he reminds me that he owns me and tells me he will do as he sees fit. Those fucking bold words in the contract. Those words he will never let me forget. AS HE SEES FIT.

How could she just slip those words away? Meanwhile, Dominic couldn't keep his face from turning red. Just now the girl praised that ‘his’ was big. Oh, wasn’t that a pride? "I'm also surprised. How can ‘mine’ get up like this when I am with you, but not with my wife? That's why ... you're actually in a dangerous situation here. Instead, you even took a shower. See how ‘mine’ react now?" Chalondra's tongue was numb. Was this man crazy? How could he tell sensitive things about him and his wife so clearly like this?

The future we could have. "I want both." The words come out before I can stop them. "Is that terrible? Is that selfish?" Sadie stares at me. Then she laughs. Actually laughs. "Paige, honey." She pats my knee. "Wanting two things at once isn't terrible. It's human. The question is what you're going to do about it." "I don't know." I drink more wine. "I really don't know."