Jealous Possessive Husband Books Novels & Stories

"How is discussing art embarrassing?" "Because you made me look like I can't control my own wife!" The words hang in the air like a slap. Control. That's what this has always been about. "I'm not a possession, Alexander." "Aren't you?" He turns to face me fully, his ice-blue eyes cold with fury. "Because last I checked, I own everything you have. This dress, this car, the roof over your head, your family's financial security. All of it depends on you being the wife I need, not the woman you think you want to be."

Before I left, he crafted a necklace for me with a built-in micro camera. He kissed me hard, his tone paranoid as he said, “Aurora, you’re my everything. I can’t have you leave my sight. If I lose track of you, I’ll lose my mind.” I knew how twisted his need for control was, but to put him at ease, I willingly wore the necklace and headed into the desert. Every single day out there, he watched me through that camera. However, who would’ve guessed that a man who loved me to the bone would secretly start a family with another woman?

THE JEALOUS MASTER MEDREX Master Javen was very jealous of the secret admirer of his wife. Who would not fell in love with his wife who was a gorgeous, sexy, kind-hearted, considerate, and benevolent person? He tried everything to find out who was that man who was trying to covet his wife, he had sent his men, private investigators and detectives to find details and whereabouts of the man but up to now, there's still no results.

“I don't know much about that but you can ask him. Don't tell me you’re jealous, “he leaned in and whispered something to me, “Jealousy can ruin even a strong relationship. Trust your husband. “ He’s got a point. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL Thank you so much! Want to hear your review! THANKS A LOT! (By the way: If you can understand tagalog, I have so lot of Tagalog Novel for you to read. Please visit my profile where you can see my works. Thank you so much!)

Dascani Oh my, my husband is jealous I couldn’t possibly be jealous love, your jealous of what does not belong to you and you my dear are mine, I am territorial and perhaps possessive Mmm okay Mr, Possessive you have my apologies for ogling other peoples husbands, ooo that smells good Liza thank you! I take one and feed it to Freddie and he takes a bite and nods approvingly while chewing, Liza smiles and leaves, I continue reading through, it just gets more and more amusing, so she’s currently siphoning his money away to her family and he’s fighting to keep his business afloat haha.

I gritted out but my stubborn husband was already feasting on my neck "It's your fault, you fucking made me crazy damn why did I have to choose these gowns, I don't want those horny males to feed their eyes on what's mine" He groaned withdrawing from my neck "Are you jealous" "Of course you are wife'' He growls possessively making my stomach churn in excitement "Don't worry I only have eyes for you" I muttered and his gaze turn sharply towards mine, I could see several emotions in his eyes before he looked away "What if you end up leaving like her?"

A few years later... Having a child with the same handsome face is indeed a gift, but what if he becomes a rival for the attention of the people we love? It shouldn't be a problem, considering he is his own child, but because the husband is the possessive master, even too possessive, he thinks his son is his rival, and every day there will only be jealousy that eats away at Deffin's heart, so what's the solution if it's like this ?

He stilled, nostrils flaring. It hit him like a slap. Kalmin and Nuri. Their scent clung thick to the bedding, tangled with heat, lust, and something possessive that made Rian's stomach twist. The reminder of what he didn't have. What he might never have. He let out a low, frustrated snarl and shoved himself to the far side of the bed, ears flattening as he tried to shake off the scent, the jealousy, the raw ache gnawing at his chest. ‘He couldn’t even wash the damn pelts…’ His tail lashed behind him, fur bristling with irritation as he curled tight, muzzle resting against his paws.

Whenever his wife is jealous, he is in for best treats for the rest of the week or day. His first wife has so many sides but her possessive and jealous side is the one he preferred the most, she turned into a vixen. She will keep confessing her love for him, making him feel like the luckiest man alive. That is the only positive side of being married to Zara, his wife always goes wild at the sight of him with another woman. Sometimes she'd look like she is going to stab them both with her eyes, he understands how she feels.

"No one's ever said anything like that to me before." "Then everyone you've known has been blind." Sebastian held out the journal. "This belongs to you. Your thoughts. Your words. But I want you to know that reading it made me prouder to be your husband. You're not just the mother of my children or the woman who survived Helena's cruelty. You're a thinker. A writer. Someone whose insights matter." Alessia took the journal, clutching it to her chest. "What do you want from me?" she asked quietly. "Knowing all this. What do you expect?"