Novel & Cerita I Am His

He claimed that today. I am his. My mind, heart, body, soul everything belongs to me. I am not ashamed to admit that he owns me. Alexander Russo owns me. ****************************************

This is a man, with a slight smile on his face, assessing me silently, listening to my ridiculous baffling. He is not just a man though. He's an Alpha. The Alpha.

Tell her the whole Truth. But that can't be good for her. The lesser she know, the better it is "Who are you?" She asked me in a low, helpless tone. Swallowing, I couldn't avert my eyes this time. They were just glued on her. I hated it. Hated to see her so broken. After a long pause, "I am Daniel Maxfield, your husband. That's all you should know" that's all I replied back. That's all she needs to know.

“Yes, I am.” “Then you are Idris’s ex-boyfriend who broke her heart… You evil man.” Let’s have it.

But she wasn't getting it where she had seen this man. " Yes, " Kairo said, who was standing beside him. She looked around and found the battle placated. She inhaled. " Who is he? I hadn't seen him before. " She asked. " Hello, princess. I'm a friend of your father. " He said with a smile. " Is he a friend of Mr Pinto? " She asked Isha. Isha nodded with her confirmation nod. " Hello. " She smiled meekly. " Rose, " Hacker's heavy voice attracted everyone, " Are you okay? "

the woman spoke, looking at Athena as she nodded, and Milos stretched out his hands, wanting the woman in front of him to carry him. “Is he your son?” Athena smiled, asking as she gently lifted him for the woman to carry. “Yes he is,” the woman spoke. “I am Thalia by the way, it is nice meeting you. I am sure my brothers are giving you hell…” “Brothers?” Athena asked.

"Sorry sir, I don't want anyone to misunderstand," "Misunderstand? I'm single, just calm down. " "Yes, you are single, but I already have a husband!"

I weakly smile at grandpa, showing gratitude. "I have not yet formally introduced myself. My name is Apollo the god of healing and comfort. I am a killer as well, only I kill the heartless. Oh, come on, do not look so petrified. You already have Hermes and Poseidon in your midst. What is one more god?" He chuckles lightly and I see a few of our people also smile. However, they are not full smiles but it's a start.

I'll just see who his name is, what's his name, what's wrong with that, right? "Hmm, who are you? I miss you, I miss you??" Bellie? Ahh, that's his friend, I'm gay.

He kicked the guest room door shut with his foot, plunging the room into darkness and the heavy, intoxicating reality of what he had just admitted. This time, there was no regret in his touch, only ownership and a desperate, overwhelming need that matched my own. I lay in the guest room bed, the sheets cool and tangled, the light from the hallway filtering in. Austin was lying next to me, his arm draped across my waist. He hadn't fled this time. "So, what does this mean?" I whispered, my voice exhausted but surprisingly clear. He squeezed me gently. "It means I'm a mess, and you're the only one who can fix it."