Jealousy Vs Possessiveness Novels & Stories

I didn’t let him finish, I pushed him toward his desk and clutched his jacket and looked him in the eye. “You’re mine, do you hear me?” I said as jealousy reared its head. I didn’t like that someone else liked my mate. The possessiveness I was feeling was scary. I wanted to gouge out the eyes of every woman that peeks at him. Pulling him down by his jacket, I stood on my toes and placed my lips on his, trying to kiss him dominantly as he does to me. But he quickly took control and kissed me ferociously making my core clench with want.

The embers from the cigarette flames flickered and crackled each time I took a long drag accompanied by a long gulp of a bottle that was half way already. I sat on the edge of my seat, my elbows on my knees and a steady burn radiating in my chest. What should I be feeling this way, I shouldn't be Jealous of this woman as a matter of fact in a way I wasn't Jealous right? What I felt was this type of Possessiveness. Deep down I felt the need to own her while not committing on my end. I heard the back door slam shut but didn’t look up. I didn’t feel the need as I knew who was coming already as I had a hint of his cologne—Marcus.

Not denying jealousy. Not surrendering to it blindly either. Instead. they began examining it. Listening beneath it. One pattern asked quietly. “How do we tell the difference between vulnerability and possessiveness?” A long silence followed. Then. “Possessiveness tries to control another person’s freedom to soothe fear.” I paused. “Vulnerability reveals the fear honestly without demanding ownership.” Recognition spread softly through the network. Not certainty. Understanding. The first pattern remained open beside the second now. Still afraid. Still exposed.

"No, I suppose there isn't." "Henry is just jealous beyond all reason. Men can be that way at times." "Jealous?" Cassy slowly shook her head. "No, I don't think it's that. Not in the way you mean. He's possessive about things, but I don't believe he truly cares enough about me to be jealous of my affections."

Rush said in a high tone, going towards the glass of water that Hailey had put down on the sofa and bringing it to me, "drink some water. I think you are having some jealousy issues with Hailey but baby, she is just a kid. There is no need to get angry at her." My mouth dropped open in shock at his words. I was having Jealousy issues? I slapped his hand away that was extending the glass of water towards me as my face turned red in fury. The glass fell down on the ground with a loud crashing sound and broken glass flew everywhere. "What the hell are you doing?" Rush shouted. And then without missing a beat he came to my side, grabbed my arm and pulled me back, away from the glass that was sca

If that leads him to believe me, I'll do it. "No, I still call you however I want," he replied, so I looked at him, raising a brow while he looked at my eyes. "Whatever!" I replied, and it was his turn to chuckle like my Kaiser did. Then I felt his arms behind me before he pulled me closer to him. "You are only mine and mine alone," he said, burying his face in the crook of my neck. His possessiveness matches my mate, but there's something more in him. He was obsessed, which I hated the most. Being possessive and obsessed are two different things. I can tolerate my mate's possessiveness but can't stand having an obsessed mate.

“I can also give you that kind of amount Lily, my point is just, if it’s my girl, she’s only mine! That’s what we’re talking about here Lily.” “And when did I agreed that we will already be together? You are not yet even courting me.” “Lily.” Because he is trying to own me without me knowing it. What am I? mind reader? Yes I know he is letting me notice some signs and I am also expecting somehow. “Don’t push me to do something with you.” And he seems to be like Jeoff already. Is love really like this? being so possessive? They are prioritizing their jealousy rather than the things that will make their loved ones happy?

You know, Callie, I used to think Lemuel was a bit clueless, but now I realize it’s not that. ‘He’s actually quite possessive!’ Wendy exclaimed. ‘You’re my only best friend here, and if I spend too much time with you, he’s going to get insanely jealous. Then, I’ll have to spend ages coaxing him...’ In the end, Wendy concluded, ‘Callie, when a man truly likes you, their possessiveness can be downright terrifying.’ Callie mulled over Wendy’s words. Possessiveness in a man who genuinely cared about her... it sounded like Elias.

"So you really thought I'd just let you go out on a date with Damian? You even dressed up all nice for him. How cute." The sheer pettiness of it made my jaw drop. He wasn't even trying to hide it. "The way you are acting, one might think you are jealous." At this point, the frustration was boiling over. I glared at him, wishing my eyes could burn a hole right through him. "Jealous? Hmmm, no, shawty. It's possessiveness." He confessed it so easily, leaning back without a single care in the world. Meanwhile, a tight, suffocating knot of anger coiled up in my chest.

"You know, Tessa!" Mrs McCall snaps me from my engrossed thoughts about Jerol losing his temper because of Ellie. Don't censure my mood swings and upheavals on that whole new revelation. You understand the law of love, right? Jealousy and possessiveness go hand in hand with love. You understand that clingy sense of yearning and even demanding to be the only one your loved one cares about? Yes, that!