Jealous Possessive Husband Books Novels & Stories

And I was the reason for it. “I love you,” I whispered again. “You think you can come back here and pretend I don’t own every part of you? You're wrong baby. You're mine, only mine. Even your brothers can do nothing about it. I possess you.” Fuck. I am still a possessive asshole. But it is true. He is mine and I’ll do anything even grovel at his feet and give my life for him to love me again.

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?

She gasped in surprise and looked up only to meet his seething eyes. "Give him what's mine and I'll rip him apart," he growled out in warning. Serena bit down on her lip, feeling turned on by his possessiveness. Her husband's possessive streak was miles wide and she didn't mind it. Her breath seized in her throat when he suddenly pushed in his finger inside her wet hole. "This pie belongs to me," he claimed possessively, shoving his finger deep inside her. Her body tightened around him.

“That’s not Gabe’s case, since I’m ten years younger than him. I think my husband prefers younger women.” Did Rose really think she could talk about my husband like that, and I’d stay quiet? Maybe I was a bit possessive, like Gabe. I’d never known if I was jealous or not, but maybe I was. Or maybe not, since I knew he had two mistresses, and it didn’t bother me much.

“But won’t you mind having me and Adonis under the same room?” The mockery in her voice pushed me to close the distance between us. I didn’t like the distance, anyway. Her chest heaved, and she slanted her head back to keep our eyes intact as I towered over her. “I am a jealous bastard. Having what’s mine taken from me irritates me more than I can put to words and you’re my wife. Even though I say to myself every day that I’m nothing like those insecure bastards who keep their wives on a pedestal, I am.” I took a deep breath. “But as long as I am the only one touching you, I don’t mind who you’re talking to or who you’re with.”

She suddenly smashed the glass of drink on the floor, making it shattered and I sighed. Her crazy actions have begun to attract the guest's attention also. "Is this proof you wanted to kill your own brother's wife?" I asked with a calm expression on my face even though, I'm boiling from within. I don't know why I keep meeting betrayed people, especially since yesterday. First, it was my boyfriend with my best friend, and now, a sister trying to kill her blood brother's wife. "I'm out of here!" She hissed, making an attempt to leave but Fred, who hasn't said a word since the drama started stood in front of her, glaring hard at her.

**** Author's note Thank you, readers, for taking your time to read this story. There will be grammatical errors because English is not my first language. **** * Married To My Enemy (Book 1) * His Ex-Wife ( Book 2) Please keep in mind that this is the sequence of the book "married to my enemy" for a better understanding, please read married to my enemy first. I wish you a fantastic reading experience!!

As long as he gets whatever he wanted, the rest would never matter to him. Suddenly, Dianna moved her head sideways. She was moaning with something, and Aaron didn’t do anything, but listen. “Klaud…” “Where are you, Klaud?” Dianna cried in her dreams as she desperately tried to find Klaud. Her eyes were covered in tears which made Aaron jealous and upset. “Huh, that man is causing a chaos even in her dreams!” He whispered and hoped for Klaud’s abrupt demise. The longer he meets Klaud, the stronger the jealousy turned out to be. Aaron was a wise man, but everything turned upside down because of Dianna. His love toward her became a selfish possession.

What would make me happy is my wife staying my fucking wife instead of stabbing me in the back. ‘I don’t want to be your wife anymore!’ I exploded. I shoved him back. ‘I’m done being the invisible wife whose husband fucks other women in his office in broad daylight!’ ‘Are you jealous?’ Cary’s voice shifted, amused. He stepped closer again, eyes burning through me. ‘Is that what this is? You want me to stop fucking other women?’ A small, crooked smile curved his lips. A smile I didn’t understand. ‘You want me to stop fucking other women because, what, you’re in love with me? Want to have me all to yourself?’