It's In My Possession Novels & Stories

We both smiled when I said that to him. The smile on his face is very obvious and he hugged me tightly. "I don't want anyone to talk to you that close. I'm so jealous." He said while the smile was not removed from his lips. Well, compared before, his smile reached his ears. I rolled my eyes at him. "Yes, you're possessive, Mr. Gomez." His mood changed when I suddenly called him the wrong way. "I'm just fencing off what I own." He answered me. "Yes, Sir Henry." I laughed at his frown because he really didn’t want me to call him sir.

Lucinda is very excited to be moving out of her parent's house at the same time she is fighting the thought of leaving her parents.Mom and Dad I will miss you so much ,she hugs them with love .Mom can I take the pink blanket with me Lucinda asks her mum already holding the blanket ,yes you can her mom replied.I am ready to go Lucinda says as she caries some of her bags outside ,Lucinda can you leave me your black T-shirt Daren asked standing by the door way holding Lucinda's black T-shirt ,yes you can Lucinda smiled at him thank you Daren said as he rushed to put it on.

I have to admit that I also want to get revenge for what he did. "How come you are the only one who can flirt with someone else and I'm not?" I boldly asked him. He smirked and leaned down. "Because my sweet Nina, I own you. You're mine and no one else. I am the only one who can touch you. You are my prized possession, understand?" He whispered possessively. I laughed at what he said. Prized possession, that's all he thinks of me, a thing. A freaking object he can possess.

Evelyn looked at me, seeing my reaction. “You will get used to it, she told me calmly. I giggled softly. No way am I getting used to it. And I wasn’t. How can anyone get used to something like this? “This mansion is… stunning.” I said, gazing all around me. It belongs to Mr. Valois, Evelyn said, with a small smile on her face. So, that was his name, Mr. Valois. Mr. Valois is not here at the moment, she explained. He left for his work. Later tonight, you’ll meet him.”

Then, just as suddenly, one word crashes through my mind like thunder; loud and possessive, like it doesn’t belong to me at all. Mine.

Her expression darkened, and she was about to rush over when I stopped her with a look. I bent down and picked up the dusty coin from the ground. Holding it between my fingers, I met the woman's provocative stare. "You're right. I've never seen anything like this. Especially a car owner who can only spare 10 cents for a car wash. I've truly… learned something new today."

He leaned towards me and whispered. "I own the place."

Now that's the weirdest. Why didn't I bring my sweaters along? Now, I'm totally freezing. The meeting was already ongoing, and I was supposed to be taking down the minutes, but, there I was, shivering. My hand was shaking uncontrollably whenever I held the pen. It was like fighting a very tough battle with myself, and this crazy urge to sneeze wasn't even helping. I kept trying to control it, I literally touched my nose a thousand times. Why in god's name was it not working?

He promptly halted the car. "Please, don't take me back there. I don't want to return to that place," Samantha pleaded with desperation. "Maybe you're the girl they were searching for earlier, huh?" he questioned. Samantha nodded, and she could sense his anger intensifying. "Please, don't hand me over to them. They'll sell us... I don't want that kind of life." Tears welled up in her eyes. "Perhaps you have some debt with them. That’s why they took you?" he asked, his deep voice carrying a hint of accusation. Samantha immediately shook her head, allowing the tears to flow from her eyes, fearing that he might return her to that place.

” “Are you sure about that? You didn’t leave it on purpose?” "Why would I? Look,Kaden, I really don't have time for your games," she muttered, but there was no real force behind the words. Her eyes said something else entirely. My smile faded as desire flooded my veins, sudden and intense. “It belongs to me now.” “Are you crazy?” She huffed. “But since it’s in my possession,it does belong to me don’t you think?” "Just give it back, please. I'm tired." She fingered the sheer lace at her collarbone, drawing my gaze toward the lovely valley between her breasts.