Is Being Possessive Bad の小説・ストーリー

"I haven't introduced you to the pack and I don't want any unmarked male staring at you or touching you." She scoffed, "Why?! You think I'm unfaithful!" "No babygirl, I just don't want any males around you okay? Now please don't make a scene right now at 9 am, it's too early for me." He groaned and she huffed. "You think I'm making a scene? Well, what about you? You being jealous of males." She spats. "Men's need to act possessive over their mate, it's called possessiveness and protective." He reasoned.

He then spoke" look emliy I am soo soo soo sorry ,I really am .but I am very possessive about you understand that .I cant see you near any man." "I am really sorry ,but I promise as long as you don't get me jealous .I will keep my anger under control." I then spoke softly " you promise." ""Yes I do." "Ok I accept your apology." As soon as I said that ,he immediately hugged me tightly. Do comment guys Guys pleas comment 🥺🥺😘😘

I immediately approached and Aiden quickly loaded me. "Grandpa, only I am allowed to kiss and hug mommy!" Alburuto of the little boy who now seems like an octopus wrapped around me. He doesn't want anyone else kissing or hugging me. Even Papa and Grandpa are jealous of Aiden. I don't know where he got this possessive side of him. He's just a child! I'm afraid when he's older, he will be possessive and I hope, the girl will not get tired of this negative side of him. Being possessive will suffocate the relationship.

A/P "People have to control their unnecessary Anger and rage. They should try to understand the others feeling and choice of living the life. Never show you Over possessivness that will dig hole in your normal relationship and cage that relation under over possessivness." ~A/N

The man had squarely marked her as his at this stage, which reflects a psychological disease of this man. Even if she didn't go to school after marrying the man from whom she inherited all this fortune, she knows one thing, a man who bites the woman he's making love with so much doesn't just want to please himself or her, what this man wants is to possess his daughter, that she belongs to him body and soul. This reflects a possessive or even perverse narcissistic nature which in the long term can become dangerous. The man would be so jealous that he could even become violent and in that kind of relationship, she is not sure she wants to let her daughter be in it. "Alright I'm listening, wh

However, one part of his sentence stands out to me. “I don’t belong to you. I’m not a possession.” “No, you’re not a possession, that would imply that I own you. What you are, is precious to me. You are mine to love, mine to protect. That’s what I mean when I say you are mine. Well, that and I have no intention of ever letting another man have you. So in that instance, I guess it is rather possessive. But I’m an Alpha, you’ll have to get used to it.”

And that teasing tone led Pandora to a controversial thought. Arcadeaz.... She could already guess. Little by little, she was starting to piece together some of the oddities from her husband’s past. But she persisted. Demanding Kingston say something—the most plausible reason. And when the man spoke, Pandora listened intently, even though Kingston’s words rang wildly, just as he had warned her they would. Jealousy. It sounded pitiful because she was truly jealous. A grimace of emotion made Pandora squirm uncomfortably. “Then what about your glamorous life? I once heard a saying: if you’re brave enough to say goodbye, life will reward you with a new beginning. I mean, do you have such grand a

"You are thinking like a businessman. You are thinking of 'claiming' and 'possessing.' But you aren't dealing with a company you can hostilely takeover." ​I gripped the edge of my mahogany desk until my knuckles turned white. "He’s my son, Lola. My blood is in his veins. I’ve lost three years—" ​"And you will lose a lifetime if you storm in there with your checkbook and your arrogance," she interrupted, her voice as cold as the Swiss air. "Take it slow. If you try to force your way back, she will vanish again, and this time, she will make sure you never find a single footprint."

“But this is where I'm not a good person, Leah. I will not hesitate to kill anyone who tries to take you from me.” The honesty of it hit me square in the chest. Not the violence in the words, but the vulnerability behind them. This was a man who had held my dead body in his arms and felt the bond between us shatter. The possessiveness wasn't born from ego. It was born from the memory of losing me and the absolute refusal to survive it again. “I need you,” he continued, his thumb tracing my jaw, “on a level that matters more than everything and anything. I’m selfish when it comes to you. Possessive. And I'm a complete pushover for anything you want.”

“You plan on reuniting with your Prince charming?” “At least he won't keep me locked up.” My hand slipped to the back of her neck. “Listen to me Hillary, you are mine, contract or no contract, you'll always be mine. You get that?” “I am not your possession, you can't own me and you don't own me.” “You are, I own you. Nothing can change that.” She pushed me with all her strength. “Fuck you!” I walked towards her, closing the gab between us. She placed her hand on my chest to prevent me from coming any closer.