Novel & Cerita Is Being Possessive Bad

Probably part of his work. "Honestly, I'm not baby. I'm not". He admits, which is one of the things she loves about him. He may be possessive but he is vocal about his feelings. "What's wrong?". Trina quietly asks, still running her fingers through his hair, paying full attention to him. His hair had always been something that Trina seemed to be fascinated about because no matter how much you run your fingers through it, it seem to always fall back into the pattern it originally was in.

“Because of my food?” “No no,because you are perfect like how he brags”,Jamie chuckles. *Jamie lets out a huff of laughter, shaking his head at you with a smirk.* “Oh sweetheart, you've got him wrapped around your finger and you don't even realize it. He's always been possessive, but ever since you came into his life… it's a whole new level.He worships the ground you walk on. Even a blind person could see that.” “Oh wow”,i laugh at that.

“ Look, Emerald, you shouldn’t allow him to cage you here. You know he’s the only one who is possessive with you. You’re not really –“ “- are you crazy? Didn’t you see how I acted when Yvonne touched him earlier today? I was the worst.” “ You don’t know that. Look, it’s probably just normal possessiveness. If he really was your mate, from the second he declared you his mate you would’ve felt that possessiveness – it wouldn’t just be him. Trust me, what you did today was just a normal girl who was a little jealous of something I frankly don’t see.” He said and pushed his hair back, waiting for my response.

I boiled in anger wishing I could crush the ring in pieces, this was what that mother fucker used to deceive me, he deceived me with these pieces of shit I storm off to my balcony, with only one thing in mind, throw the trash and forget it I was about to throw the ring away but then I couldn't, it was like a force is stopping me from doing so…. "Ahhhh….." I cried holding onto my head, that animal has succeeded in turning into a psychopath, he has hurt me, and yet! Here I am not able to throw this thing away "Go away…." I muttered to my conscience which has been consoling me,

“Of course, you are not a possession.” “If you know I am not a possession, then why do you keep claiming ownership over me? I am a human being. You can’t own me.” “Of course, you are a human being, and I can’t own you,” He says, standing up from his chair. “I just don’t like sharing your beautiful smile and your nice laughter with any other male out there,” Mr. Jason says, rubbing his hands on my cheeks that are starting to heat up because of his words. “You have to understand men like me are very possessive when we know every man out there wants what we have. I have to protect what I have so I won’t lose it,” He says, wrapping his arms around my waist, and pulls me closer to him.

"Mars, don't let your mind wander into the dark. In this pack, results are the only thing that matters. We aren't crowning a Luna here; we're closing a deal. Grant respects competence. He sees your potential and he’s giving you a path. That’s all." "I suppose you're right. I knew him when we had nothing but textbooks. I should just be grateful to the Alpha." "I'm going. Get some sleep, Reed." "Jessa, answer me this: if a male is overly possessive, is that a sign of deep bonding or just a territorial instinct?" "Is the moon round? Of course! Possessiveness and passion are two sides of the same coin. He must be absolutely feral for the person he's guarding!" "Jessa, wait..."

She was jealous of all the girls except for me since she knew the actual depth of our friendship. "Well, he is a guy. I'm relieved", she giggled. "So you trust a guy with your guy?", I could hardly control my laughter when I saw her eyes enlarging with my statement. "You mean to say....a....gay?", she almost screamed as I busted into laughter. "Damn!", I cracked up, looking at the road. "Fia! You're impossible. You scared me. Now I'll be scared of him being with guys too", she scoffed. "Don't do that. There's a thin line between possessiveness and toxicity. Don't let your cute possessive behaviour turning into a toxic one", I passed her a smile and turned my gaze back to the road.

“No share.” I giggled, kissing him as he grunted again, squeezing my ass. I don’t mind a mild possessive attitude. It’s when a guy gets too possessive, like controlling, that I don’t like. No one gets to control what I do, when I do something, and never what I wear. It’s bad enough my mother thinks she can control those things. I am never letting a man get away with it.

She said sadly. - What? You're kidding, right? Look at me Camila, I'm about to explode and you're kicking me out? - Yea. I don't want to fuck you until you change. Your possessiveness is... making me very confused. How could he be so jealous, so possessive, and not say clearly how he felt? Maybe he just liked her like he liked all women. Maybe he was possessive and jealous of all the women he slept with. How could she know? She wouldn't stoop down and ask if he loved her. He would laugh at her for expecting something as useless as love.

she gulps in fear. I teased her, with a devilish grin on my face; one that villains had in possession," Oh Uh… I better prepare to witness a lover's quarrel. Or should I say, a married couple's quarrel?" I could sense the slight tremble on my mother's shoulder. To be honest, my father's quite the possessive man towards my mother. Like how I am, towards Charlotte. Perhaps it's something in our family tree. Either way, possessiveness is something we all have in common. We can't blame love for making us insane, right?