Kata Kata Dia Milikku Novels & Stories

"Do you perhaps know where he is?" "Master Jeon is out by the pool inspecting the table where we are to serve your breakfast ma'am." "Please don't call me that sir. My name is Mia and I would really appreciate it if you just called me by my name." I smiled again as I corrected the man who only frowned in response instead of saying anything. I suspected that he was probably going to continue calling me ma'am though because he didn't seem like he even considered my request. But then again, he just referred to Jeon as 'Master Jeon' so the odds that he was ever going to call me by name were considerably slim.

In that instant, I know… I am his. Before I can even scream, he leans in, his breath hot against my ear. Then I hear it again: “You’re mine now, Katarina Penn,” he whispers. His lips crash against mine with such force that I have to pull away, fighting to regain control of myself. He chuckles darkly. “Tell your father… I’m coming for what belongs to me.” I stare at him, confused. “What do you mean by that?” My voice trembles. His eyes gleam with danger. “Katarina Penn, you don’t understand, do you? I own you now. You are my mate, and I always take what’s mine.”

“Given how you took down Donkey Kong out there, I certainly won’t doubt you. You’ve saved my ass plenty just today.” “You better not doubt me. I don’t need magic or a wolf to protect what’s mine.” Katrina smiled, her hands moving from holding my face to letting her fingers tangle in my hair. “And you, Tiberius Bellomo are mine.” So I always knew I’d eventually find my mate, but even then, I wasn’t sure how much I’d like someone laying claim to me. I’m not some object. Even if I know a few females I screwed around with thought differently. But Katrina claiming me, saying I’m hers is a different level. It’s hot.

" Because you belong to me. You're my MATE, Kathrina!" Kathrina's brows furrowed as she stared at me in disbelief, unable to comprehend.

I spat out. "Your lips are running too much for comfort but one thing you should know, is that I own you, the very minutes that you suggested that I keep you as my mate to shoo the council off my back and that includes your body..." My heart palpitations increased as he took a step closer to me, and repeated those same words. "I, Alpha Killian Rasmus, own you." "You think you own me?" My voice cracked like a whip through the thick silence, but I didn’t care anymore. My body trembled not from fear, not even from the lingering heat of our stolen moment but from sheer fury.

I answered then I just feel that she's caressing my back. "It's okay, I feel you Kate." She said and I looked at her. "Katie." I corrected my name. "Sorry, I wanna call you Kate than Katie e, Kate is cuter." She said then clapped her hands with me. Looks like a kid. "Salamat." That means thank you in English, I wanna try speaking Tagalog sometimes though it's a little bit hard for me. "You are so natural Katie, your not that maarte thingy that your bashers are talking about." Oh? She know the things that my bashers always told me?

I guess I’ll just see u in my dreams then] [If you think about me hard enough, you just might] [I’d like that] Kate typed and yawned. Her eyelids were drooping. [Let me sing a lullaby for you] [U can sing?!] Kate asked because she wasn’t so musically inclined herself and shunned the favorite Filipino pastime of street-side karaoke. [I dare say I am an adequate singer]

Alice and Katana squealed in delight, causing a few customers to glance over at our table. "This is too much. Why are you so lucky to have Blake as your boyfriend?" Katana asked with a huge smile. "Maybe Skid is still available, tell me boy—" Katana elbowed Alice playfully. "What?" Alice asked, her eyes narrowed in confusion. "Skid is mine since Blake is not available," Katana declared, her eyes narrowed as well. Alice's face registered shock. "Wait! Skid is mine!" "Skid is mine!" Katana stressed her words.

Lucas Tate? -Excuse me, but I don't know anyone by that name. The owner of this house is Mr. Damon Black, my blood freezes in my veins when I realize who he's referring to. I've only heard this name once in my entire life. The woman leaves without saying anything else.

I told them. Lucas took over the podium. “We have seen the real culprit. Henceforth, Katherina’s name will be spoken with respect and honor. She is not the thief. There was never a thief, just a wicked soul who wants everything for herself and to herself.” He glared spitefully at Katelyn as he said it. “Come and fight me!” Katelyn yelled, I ignored her. “Ask your mother who your father is, but I doubt she can tell you because she’s a…”