I Possess Mga Nobela at Kwento

My voice cracked like a whip, venom sharp enough to cut through the air. The hesitation in their eyes was brief before obedience won. One by one, their barrels lowered. They think I’ve lost my mind. Letting her go, protecting her… Isa is mine. My life, my blood, my possession. I will guard her the way I guard my empire with violence, with devotion, with everything.

After the New Year celebration, my family and friends went back to their ordinary daily life and left me with Isaac in New York. We moved out to his family home and stayed at his place after we sent off my family but before my family goes back home Isaac tour them in the city. He took the opportunity that everyone was here, he made sure that everyone enjoyed their visit here in New York City. He's a good host for everyone and I felt so lucky to have him and call him mine. Yeah, sometimes my possessiveness took over me. I'm not usually like this to anyone or anything but from the day Isaac's come into my life, I realize I also had this personality who being territorial about what is mine. I'm

his lips quirked slightly, “you’re not like most people.” Isabella lowered her gaze for a moment before lifting it again, her eyes steady. “I don’t just want to hold the power, Alessandro. I want to use it. I want to protect myself, and… I want to make sure no one ever tries to treat me like a pawn again.” Alessandro’s brows lifted slightly. “Ambitious.” Her chin tilted up. “Do you think I can’t do it?”

Instead of providing relief, the release fuels the fury and lust boiling within me. It also forces me to acknowledge and accept that I have no fucking control over my own thoughts, feelings, or body where Sofia is concerned, which pisses me off more than anything else. I take pride in being able to turn my emotions off as if they were a light switch. I couldn't do my job if I didn't have that kind of self-control. But that capability is rendered useless with Sofia. She's my weakness While I might not be able to possess her, I'll be damned if another man lays claim to what's mine.

“I want you to fuck me, Mark. Fuck me” Mark softly held her neck as he pushed her slowly to the bed. Still not leaving her neck. She shut her eyes and inhaled deeply like something was inalready inserted in herThen Mark ststoodt the edge onofhe bed with her lalegsn between his. She unbuttoned her night gown with her massive boobs giving gaps to both left and right. Mark went forward to whisper toiner ear “I” “Can't” “Feel” “Any” “Thing” Disappointment overflowed the whole moment. Emily lolookedexed l, as ifomebody puhad nched her mother right in front of her

Thank goodness she’d brought her tweezers. Wait, she needed to focus. She was talking sense to herself, remember? “Lucia Hills. This is all fake. This is a fake date; this is a fake boyfriend. You can’t just go around kissing hot guys who look like they come straight out of a movie set because they smile at you like that and listen to you prattle on about your job for a few minutes.

So he asked quickly: "System, please introduce yourself!" 【Master, this system is the Investment Rebate System. Whether it is a positive character or a negative character, as long as it has investment value, the master can invest in it and get corresponding investment returns! 】 【Investment value can be divided into one to nine stars. One star investment value is low, and the investment return is general. Nine stars investment value is the highest, and the investment return is beyond imagination! The higher the investment star level, the higher the investment cost! 】

“My God, I want you. He said between kisses. - How I want you. "Patrick..." she whispered, feeling her body on fire. “I shouldn't, shouldn't want you, but I can't help it. Being with Patrick made her feverish. It was an overwhelming feeling that Elena couldn't understand and didn't have the strength to control. He kissed her again and her mouth didn't hesitate, her tongue didn't even ask for permission. Forcing her lips to part, Patrick made their tongues dance in a wickedly erotic rhythm. Intense heat coursed through her body, sending waves of pleasure everywhere he needed it.

"You are my possesion. Whatever I want I get" His voice boomed with power and authority. I was confused. I had no qualities. I was not an American top model, I had no status or cliche I would even compare my self with with a distinct fashion designer because she wears designer clothes but he choosed to own me. Someone with baggages a person who has burdens, someone who had nothing concrete to give a man like him even though a man like him had everthing and yet he choose me.

If niceness was not going to work, I am going to use my powers to make him fuck me. Even if I have to cloud his vision and paint myself as Eva.