Is Being Possessive Bad の小説・ストーリー

How dare he treat me like I'm his property? "You're doing that thing again." He said. "What thing?" I asked. "The thing where you try to tell yourself to hate me because you think I don't own you." "It's because you don't." He laughed at that. No humor in his voice though. I did hate him. "Really? So you hate me?" "No, I'm indifferent about you. And I have pressing matters I need to deal with. I'm the leader of my Pack. I don't have the luxury to sit around and fuck random people all day."

Ace said in a threatening yet soft tone which made her remember the old days. "I think you have forgotten. So, let me remind you it again. Always remember this baby girl, you are mine. Mine to touch. Mine to love. And I will not let any other touch what only belongs to me. I won't mind to burn them alive. Trust me, baby girl, I am very possessive when it comes to my things. And you are my woman. The mother of my babies then imagine how much possessive I am about you? The moment my eyes had fallen on you, from the moment you were mine. And I do not share what is mine. When I can not bear any cheap around you, and that bastard dares to propose to you in front of me then imaging what can I do w

He paused at the door, “When you make up your mind what you want and let me know.” As I watched the door shut I sighed, was I in the wrong here? Trust was earned and he hasn’t exactly been the best about being honest. My last relationship had been controlling and I ran from it. Lucas wasn’t abusive, he didn’t cheat that I knew of but he had the controlling thing down. Looking up I felt a tear slid down my cheek. Lucas wanted to protect me, but he made me feel more like a possession of his sometimes.

“He’s protective.” “Protective is one word.” She sipped her iced coffee. “Possessive is another. Controlling is a third.” I flinched. “He’s not controlling.” She raised an eyebrow. “You are letting him have power over you.” I stared at the table. “I know.”

Sharing is caring, that's what I was taught since I was a young girl, that sharing is a good thing, sharing with my sibling, sharing with my friends, sharing with my family, I knew that sharing some of my things is a good thing, I shouldn't be that selfish, my brother has the right to have some of the gummies too. I knew sharing wasn't a bad thing, and I knew that being possessive isn't always that good, I just lost it on a stupid wolf ass because he was being too possessive, I said that he should get his stupid soul and let me be, but now I'm sharing, or maybe I'm better saying I'm being shared.

Zayn said calmly with a pain in his eyes. "Then trust me, it's the most foolish reason I've ever heard, being possessive shows how much you loves your partner, obsession you say, if you're obsessed with her in a bad way, things would be different, so this must be a healthy obsession, being obsessed of one you love will never be wrong, and also Zayn overbearing is all about how you handle the one love, till today I didn't feel you overbearing, you demands love it's your right and I'm happy to give you the amount of love you want, so I'm the only choice for you" she chuckled.

He touched me, so why couldn’t I? But knowing that mom was staying with us here, it didn’t sound very nice of me. If Dad learned that we had some…ahem..intimate moments, I didn’t know what he would do. “What a possessive girl you are…” he drawled and in front of his towering height and beastly body, I suddenly felt very small. “What is wrong with a girl being possessive? Do men have a copyright to being possessive or something? Is that what your ‘Hundred and one ways to be a misogynistic jerk’ manual says?” I looked up at him and he chuckled. It sounded so hot!

Elies couldn’t walk down the hallway without hearing whispers and seeing curious stares. She found refuge at her usual table with Jenna, who was doing her best to cheer her up. “Honestly, Damien’s possessiveness is kind of… hot,” Jenna admitted, earning a glare from Elies. “I’m just saying! He’s like one of those brooding bad boys in romance novels.” “He’s insufferable,” Elies muttered, stabbing her salad with unnecessary force. “Maybe,” Jenna said with a shrug. “But he’s clearly into you.” “That doesn’t make it okay,” Elies argued.

I was thinking, a large body with two arms hugged me from behind, screaming in panic. “J… JayPark!? What are you doing? to let go of me! Are you crazy or how dare you enter the girls' restroom?!" "so jealous, after rose go out to eat with my best friend." I get goosebumps when I have to listen to this tone of his voice, obviously neither of us has anything to do with love affairs, jealous or not is his business, what does he have to say to me?! Not to mention that he has no right to forbid me from going with other people.

I shook my head and tried to focus on work, I couldn't be having such thoughts in the office, else I'd have a bigger problem to deal with. I wonder if she knew of how much she affected me, she didn't even need to do anything, all she had to do was just be in the same room with me and I'll lose my focus withing minutes. ________________________________________ I was exhausted beyond explanation, this would be the fourth apartment Tristan and I would be checking out and I hadn't seen something to match my taste. The others were too big for someone like me, I just wanted a small place, somewhere I could feel at home.