Novel & Cerita In My Possession

"No, I was only..." "You can deny it all you want, but I can see it in your eyes and how your body reacts: you want me. You want me to ravish you and beat your pussy like we did the first time. I'm not sure why you're trying to hide it when one look at your face tells me everything."

"I am sorry; I shouldn't have forced you. But why can’t you understand that you are mine, and I will protect you, no matter what? Just trust me, please." His words were like a balm on my frayed nerves, soothing for a moment, but I could feel the underlying threat, the suffocating grip of ownership in them. The way his voice held that finality, that possessiveness that left no room for anything else. I could feel the faintest tremor in his hold, an uncertainty I once knew in him, though he would never admit it. Was there still a part of him that cared? Or was I just another possession, a thing to be locked away?

Leaning his head on mine he took long deep breaths. "I know I'm controlling. I know I'm possessive , self-centered, egoistic bastard but only for you. I don't care about the world . I can't take back your pain but please let me cure it , knowing I was the one who inflicted it. Or better you can get your revenge on me , do whatever you want to do with me but..... " He trailed opening his eyes piercing right though my soul. I wanted to peel my gaze off him but I couldn't. My whole body was freezed with his mere stare.

“And from the look of things, there are a lot of rooms in this house. I can stay in another one.” “Of course, we’re sleeping in the same bed,” he said coolly, not even blinking. “And your opinion doesn’t count right now. You’re my possession.” My jaw dropped slightly. “How would you say that? I don’t belong to you. I’m not a possession.” He took another step toward me, his face seemed even more serious this time. “As far as I brought you into my home, you are mine. That implies I own you, but not like a thing. It’s more… in a priceless way.”

I inhaled deeply, letting the cold air fill my lungs, hoping it would calm the beast inside me. *Mine. She’s mine.* The thought echoed in my mind, relentless, and no matter how much I tried to push it away, it clung to me. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. The possessiveness that had always simmered beneath the surface was now a full-blown fire, consuming everything in its path. I couldn’t deny it any longer. She was mine.

Trapping you? I don't know what to think anymore. My voice cracked. A month ago, I had nothing. Now I have everything, but none of it's actually mine. It's all yours–the apartment, the clothes, even this dress I'm wearing. And I'm starting to wonder if that includes me too. "You're not a possession–" Then why does it feel like one? Tears burned behind my eyes. Why does it feel like I'm slowly disappearing into whatever version of me you need? Your assistant. Your date. Your project to fix.

Max drops Fred at his house and returns to his villa. Sitting in his darkroom he took out his phone and dialed a number, " How's your work going, did you find anything, why not? it's been a year. My patience is not unlimited understand if you are incapable then tell me before, I am losing my mind. I will hire someone else and remember this year is your last year," Max cut the call and smashed the phone over the wall.

𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 why😑😑. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚂𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍.

She frowned briefly, then shrugged indifferently. “I found it in my room.” “Your room?” “When we were in Cambridge. Why?” The long pause made Pandora wonder at the meaning behind Kingston’s gaze. The man didn’t take his eyes off the feather Pandora had begun twisting. “Give it to me.” “No. I wouldn’t even give it to Anna, let alone you.” “It’s mine, Pandora. Give it back. You can’t take it.”

***** I got to my apartment and saw my orders placed at my door step. I went into my bedroom and changed, took off my bra and changed into shirts and tied my hair into a messy bun. I made some cheese and settled on my sofa in the sitting room. Tomorrow was going to be a long day cause of my flight. My phone beeped, it was Ammy calling. "Baby, how are you?", She squealed. "Am fine", I said, as I reduced the volume of my television. " Have you checked the tabs?",she asked.