روايات وقصص ضمن Jealous/possessive Controlling Boyfriend Books

"You're just jealous." "Jealous?" "Yes, your boyfriend keeps you hidden and sends you gifts to keep you happy. You're a dirty little secret. I'm not anymore." "My boyfriend isn't seeing anyone else." I whispered. "Do you know that for sure?" She walked away. What was going on with her? Of course I wasn’t jealous of her and Carter! "Grayson!" I called. He hurried over. "What's up babe?" "You need to get control of this group. You're gonna be a CEO some day, take some initiative."

As others say – my body my rules! "Why are you following your boyfriend? You can say that that's what you're used to and you're not comfortable with what he wants you to wear," I told him. I noticed his pain so I just laughed. I never got offended with her attitude, maybe I just got used to her. “That's not easy, what! Besides, he said that he doesn't want to see me being judged by others, Tom is also possessive," he excitedly promised me. Gio is the same for me, jealous and possessive.

He can't escape the intensity of his infatuation, finding his thoughts constantly drifting towards her. His mind becomes a battleground of conflicting emotions, torn between longing, possessiveness, and a consuming jealousy toward anyone who comes close to Nora. Jay's obsession drives him to closely monitor Nora's interactions, analyzing every move she makes in an attempt to exert control over her life. He yearns to be the center of her universe, oblivious to the fact that his fixation has crossed the boundaries of healthy affection. His thoughts are plagued by fantasies and a misguided belief that he alone can provide the love and attention Nora deserves.

***************************** DON POV I simply could not stop admiring my sexy girl, she’s so sexy, am obsessed with her, her bigger boobs drives me crazy, she definitely will never escape from me tonight! but seeing some of my billionaire friends flirting around her makes me jealous and too controlling, that possessive nature came to me. I stood up first to be the only one who will dance with her, and no other person because am gonna end up having sex with her in my bed this night and nothing can ever stop it.

I said to my brother in a flat tone and grabbed Ella’s hand. I started walking to our room with quick strands with her trying to match my pace. The possessive boyfriend inside me was burning with jealousy. I closed the door slam shut as soon as we stepped into my room and I pinned her to the wall. “You’re mine, Ella. No man can touch you.” I whispered in a dangerously low tone and claimed her lips for a hungry kiss, there was no gentleness in the kiss, I was furiously moving my lips against hers, I didn’t care if she could breathe. I was burning with jealousy.

“We were staying away from each other to help your wolf resist the need to bond. What do you think is going to happen when he starts seducing you? Are you strong enough to walk away? Even when your wolf takes over and demands her mate. What are you going to do when you lose control of your, we’ll call it strength, because you’re fighting the bond?” I could sense his eyes on me even through the books, the heat in my body feels like it’s going straight to my core. His over-possessiveness drives me crazy, but that possessive stern voice, on the other hand, does something to me. I’m completely soaked just listening to him. “I don’t know,” is all I can mumble.

He was right. I wanted to scream because he was so right. Even after boyfriends, even when I let them touch me, it was empty. Hollow. Fake moans, empty finishes. Nothing compared to Rhett. With him, under his control, as the object of his desire, I was alive. A live wire of need. I knew it. And my last boyfriend—my obsessive, jealous ex—had known it too.

He wanted to ask about what got into Daniel to act so possessive but Daniel answered himself. He pulled Jack to his embrace as he was standing while Jack was still sitting. Only then he realized the whole cafe was looking in fact gaping at them. Daniel leaned to attach their checks together. "This gorgeous man here is mine. He is my boyfriend. If I caught anyone approaching him. Or try to flirt with him. Try to lure him by gifts or anything. I will make sure to turn your life into a hell. Just to say I am possessive about him. Got you all"? He almost roared before sucking a bold hickey on Jack's neck in front of everyone. Jack had to hold himself not to moan although it was so hard for him.

Now I was trapped in it, drowning in guilt and desire and this burning, possessive jealousy that scared me. He was supposed to be hers. Mom’s boyfriend. The man who made her smile again after the divorce. But in the dark, stolen moments, he was mine. His hands on my body, his cock stretching me open, his mouth whispering filthy promises. I didn’t want to share him anymore. I wanted him to myself, completely, exclusively. No more sneaking around her back while pretending to be the perfect family. No more listening to him fuck her through the wall.