Kata Kata Dia Milikku Novels & Stories

This woman is mine. And I've claimed what's mine. The End.

I moaned, not being able to make a coherent statement. “I’m yours. I’m yours,” I continued. Another hard thrust. "Who owns you?" I didn't even have to think before I screamed his name loudly. "You do?" "Say my name Mia cara, who fucking owns you?" "Matteo, Matteo owns me." I replied immediately he dropped the statement “So fucking precious, I can't lose you.” His voice was husky with passion. I can't afford to lose him too Thrust. “Fucking say you're mine .”

The more she keeps snooping around me, the faster she will catch me. “Look Katana” I grab onto her leg, “I swear I just want to be alive, I am not here to take the Master away from you. It is not even possible because the moon goddess will not be as cruel to make him my mate when capable people like you exist in his life. If anyone deserves to be master’s mate, it is surely you, Katana and I mean it from my heart.

She gave me a saucy look with her hands on her hips. "What's your last name Kat?" "Huh?" "Name Katarina what is it?" "Um Lyon?" "That's right and everything with that stamp on it belongs to me. You see those?" I pointed to the framed copies of the kids' birth certificates. Other people have their credentials and accomplishments on their office walls; those are mine. "They all say Lyon, that means they belong to me too, everything in this bitch belongs to me. Now I repeat; did you tell my kid she could date? Don't roll your eyes at me woman you're skating on thin ice."

Bakit nga ba parati akong hindi pinakain? 'Dahil ikaw ay isa lang laruan. Bakit pinagmasdan mo lamang na ikaw ay tratuhin nang ganoon ng isang mortal? Ang ugaling iyon ay lapastangan!' sa pagmumuni ni Miks sa kanyang sarili ay may bigla siyang nakitang masarap na pagkain sa kanyang harapan, and the one who spoke earlier was a persian cat similar to Miks in terms of origins who lay lazily at the new opened window, with its thin head lift up arrogantly at him.

I sneered at her and ground my teeth, "That's neither here nor there, Luna Lara. Both of you are trespassing." "am I? I truly doubt that. This is Paris's house, and since Kate is his actual mate, I believe this house rightfully belongs to her. "Saying that, she turned to Kate and shook her head, "the girl always seems to forget her place," she said and pushed past me to go further into the house.

There can't be anything better than that really. Kate scoffed as she stood in front of Mia. "Don't think that you are so important just because my brother is sleeping with you Mia. All men are the same. They think with thier lower body and my brother will soon get tired of you. When he does, I will be free to do whatever it is that I want with you. I can mess with you even after I have kicked you out of here so don't even think about messing with me or Isabella!" Kate said.

She demands. I remain silent. Deep in thought. One thing is certain. She will never go back to him again. I am going to take what is mine and I don’t give a shit what life she has now. She’s mine and I am never letting her get away frm me ever again. Katarina is MINE.

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

“If you keep it up, I will not allow him on the packlands.” “Daddy, it’s up to Hank now. And Juliet is my sister, she totally going to side with me. Won’t you, Juliet?” Catherine smiles. Juliet is laughing at Hanks face. “I think I am totally on your side.” Hank whines loudly. “Oh, the big Alpha whines,” Catherine laughs. “I’m gonna fuck your best friend.” “Catherine, language,” Sandra corrects her. “Sorry, I just want to see if I can make Hank hurl,” Catherine smiles.