I Thought It Was Common Possession [side Story] Novels & Stories

I tried snatching it back but missed " Have you paid for it?" He ask "I was going to" I replied glaring at him "Did you add it to the things you've collected" he ask again "I.... Was go..." "Going to?" He finished my statement "well Darling, I've done that already,so it's mine"he smirk I scoff "No it's mine , since I laid hands on it first is mine!" I said subbornly "Be reasonable, Pretty, I've already got it" he smiled

"Hey, do you still have that shirt of mine?" "I thought it was a gift?" "You already have my pendant, and unless you want everyone in the house to see me shirtless ......" A tinge of possessiveness ran through me thinking about him being eye-balled, even if it was by the few women I actually trusted, and I groaned as I stood up to fetch the article of clothing. I just got him back into my life. I don't want to share him just yet. Even if it is just visual. Senora

“I don't think I would trip and I love them on, you would have to forcefully take them off because I stuck them on with some glue.” He huffed a laugh. “I guess I know why your ex didn't take them with him.” “I never mentioned that they had belonged to my ex,” I responded looking at my thigh. “These bad boy I had on are mine, they belong to me, it was just something I got as a gift, and I don't know why you think I would have Smith possession with me.” Ronnell gave me his infamous doubting raised brows. “I– I don't know what you mean but Smith wasn't all that.”

And wrote: *“The boy who hurt me didn’t get the last word. The one who stayed silent had to listen. And the one I’m still learning to trust… stood beside me while I faced them both. This story doesn’t belong to the people who tried to steal it anymore. It belongs to me.”*

My breathing is ragged,pissed off that he stopped. “You can’t fully claim me as yours” “You act as if that’s gonna stop me.I think you underestimate just how far I’ll go to prove that you’re mine now.” I just wanted him to continue so I gave in. “I’m…yours”. “Damn right.Mine.Now and always Tiana.” The way he says it feels less like possession and more like a vow.

Between us sits a growing pile of tiny pearls we’ve found buried in shells near the riverbank. Well, mostly me. He just steals mine whenever I’m not looking. “Give that back!” I lunge for the pearl in his hand. “No.” “It’s mine!” “You snooze, you lose.” “You found it in my shell!” “There’s something called shared property.” “When we’re married, you idiot!” “Takes one to know one,” He grins lazily. I immediately stop smiling, and his grin widens. “Oh my God,” I mutter. “You’re insufferable.”

he said. “No,” I replied immediately. “I’m using common sense.” I leaned forward slightly. “Let’s think about this for a moment, Father.” He stayed silent, listening. “You just told me this necklace belonged to the Luna Queen,” I continued. “Fine. Let’s assume that’s true.” “It is true,” he corrected. “Fine,” I said impatiently. “Then explain this to me.” I gestured toward the necklace. “How does something that belonged to the Luna Queen end up in the hands of a common rogue?”

Mine! I stared at him confused, I saw the guy with him stare in shock at him and was looking at me weirdly. "You meant what you just said?" I heard the guy ask him again. "Excuse me, but I don't understand you, I am not a possession so you can't own me, man, please I am sorry for not watching my steps," I said moving away from him. Who the heck? Just see someone for the first time and just feel like owning the person.

One step. Then another. The blond finally glanced over. Our eyes met. And whatever he saw in mine made his smile disappear. Good. I wasn't walking over there to meet him. I was walking over there because his hands were on what I considered mine. And I had never been good at sharing

I passed him a faint smile and nodded. We were having waffles and coffee and he asked, “Why didn’t you tell me before?” “I never thought he would go this far to get me.” I replied. “But why is he so possessive over you?” “He calls me his mate. His possession.” I said, looking down. “If he came to know. I came here, I don’t know what he will do to me.”