Novel & Cerita Jealous Possessive Husband Books

“Don't make me jealous. I will let him watch how I will claim you; I want him to know that you're mine.” “I'm yours, Adler.” My possessive husband smirked at me. He held my chin and claimed my lips. He was aggressive, and my heart didn't stop thumping fast because of him. I whined when he spread my legs and let me feel his bulge getting hard. I was panting when he stopped kissing me, and I couldn't stop to think disappointed when he stepped away from me. “Don't make me jealous, Avalynn.” He told me before he left and went straight to the bathroom. What? I thought we would do those adult things again.

I scolded. "Why don't we all just hang out today?" He wiggled his brows. "I'm married Bruce, so no, we can't hang out together my husband can be very jealous and he is only letting me hang out with you because you are into men" I retorted. "That's the reason why he is the standard, men in love her jealous of any man coming close to their wife. Possessive men are even much better, they don't like sharing and will never have eyes for other women" He said and I frowned.

For ten years of marriage, I'd stayed inside that estate waiting for him to come home, longing for his half-hearted scraps of warmth, and I'd never made a single friend I could trust. But I was dying. I didn't want to waste what little time I had left on more nights of waiting for him to come home. “I don't know,” I said softly. “But I'll find somewhere.” Adrian watched me, his gaze gone fully cold. “You want a divorce over a mistress I've already cast off?” Suddenly I found it almost funny. Even now he assumed I was simply jealous over the little lover he'd sent away. But what was that woman, really? She wasn't even the first.

“They've always been possessive of you, friend, that's not new. Be careful with this, as they may end up preventing you from going out without them around. “They're not even crazy enough to do that. I might fuck another man just to get out of here. I'm not that helpless little girl anymore. If they want me as their wife, they'll have to learn to control their shitty jealousy. Jess laughs on the other side. “You've really changed, my friend, and I'm very happy about that. Before you always whined, now you are acting with conscience. I turn over in bed, lying on my stomach. “Yes, I have to at least. Otherwise, they might swallow me with their possessiveness. “I'm really glad about that, friend

Kevin smiled at me while positioning himself for a better angle. His eyes gleamed with pure obsession, pure need. I belonged to him, and tonight, he'd remind me of that again and again. Who was I kidding! I knew the night was still very young ...the night would undoubtedly witness my husband's evergreen possessiveness and jealousy over me. My toes curled and my fingers tangled in the silk sheets as he thrust back in. ◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆

complicated feelings? Had she gotten the dates mixed up in our shared calendar? Fuck, was I seeing ghosts where there weren’t any? Was I secretly hoping something was going on so I could justify my own actions and thoughts? I poured another drink, staring at the amber liquid. Following her would be insane. The act of a jealous, insecure husband. I’d never been that guy, never wanted to be that guy, and if I’m being honest with myself, I’m not even jealous. Which seemed wrong. Helena is my wife… I should be jealous at the thought of her with another man.

Like morning, some cars were following us. Why this much security?? Do all rich people live like this? How do I know, I am newly married to a rich husband.. Aiden’s pov Since last night I have thought about a hundred ways to torture that lover of my wife. After dropping her to college I went to my office with a sour mood, ready to kill anyone. Everyone around me was walking on egg shells. I feel anxious, jealous, and a little bit insecure. Wow the mafia king is feeling jealous and he can’t even kill that person, why? because of his wife.

The door was open simply because of the summer heat, not for my benefit, but I couldn’t look away. It felt wrong to be jealous. He was her husband. That’s what husbands do to their wives. Hell! that's what couples do. I shouldn't even bother about the way he pounded her cunt with reckless abandon. Every thrust from him, every slap of skin, made my body tremble and thrum with desire and a sick twist of envy.

It was taking him his all not to punch the man on his face. “She is my wife and I don't permit you to stare at her like that.” his voice came out like a venom. Elizebeth was surprised at the possessiveness in his voice. She saw how jealous he was when he saw her in the arms of the handsome young man, but she didn't expect him to be this possessive. It seems like he won't be able to hide his feelings for long. That means she's winning in this game. She smirked at the thought.

There was something that caught my attention about Nate, I just didn't know what yet. -I tend to be very jealous and possessive. I like my wife to have eyes only for me as I would have eyes only for her. I can't even tolerate them looking at my girl, I die of rage and lose control. When I fall in love, Beth, I give myself completely. I don't divide, I don't compare. There is just me and her. -she confessed. I felt something when she told me all that. I unconsciously bit my lower lip. What she had said had been... hot and... exciting. What could be more exciting than a man who thinks like that? I half-opened my lips causing a small moan to escape me. My hands went limp causing the book to com