Lucas Possessive Form Novelas e Histórias

She underlines 'excellent. My hands clench in my lap. "Time's almost up," Mrs. Pacheco announces after another fifteen minutes. Lucas checks his watch. "Already? Man, time goes fast." Jace looks down at the car in his hands. "Do I... can I keep this?" "Of course! It's yours." Lucas smiles. "You can practice at home and next time you can show me some new tricks." "Next time?" Jace's voice is cautious. Hopeful.

“I don’t do childish labels but I’ll be your man.” As his lips connected with my neck I closed my eyes smiling. “My protector.” He leaned up moving his arm around me as he moved in front of me. “I will always protect you, Taylor. You belong to me.” I laughed. “You make me sound like some kind of possession.” Lucas shrugged, “you are, you’re mine.”

“Lucas, I’m still not fully recovered. It’s… inconvenient for me to live alone right now.” “Could you take me home? Of course, if it’s too much trouble, I understand…” Lucas narrowed his golden eyes, which gleamed eerily in the moonlight. He chuckled, a sound laced with the possessiveness and protectiveness of a true Alpha. “You can’t never be a trouble, Sophia?! I will personally take care of you.”

Adam pointed out. "You still didn't understand did you?" Matteo asked Adam in amusement. "No, what?" Adam looked confused. "Luca is possessive about his girl. He took the chance to make her his only because the chance presented itself. Now as his wife, only he has ownership over her. Not her father Frank. Now she solely belongs to him. He must have hated sharing the right over her with her father. By marrying her, he seized her father's ownership over her" Matteo explained.

‎ ‎ ‎lucas if you push me away one more time . ‎ ‎ ‎"Enjoy your gala tomorrow." ‎

Liam explained. "And you forgot. I am super possessive and obsessed too. Just like a Wolf". Lucas ghosted his lips to the awaiting pink ones. He was craving for those lips for long, in fact all the time. It was a never ending fantasy for him. A right only he had to lick, kiss and suck those strawberries whenever he wanted, wherever he wanted. And he would never get tired of it. He licked Liam's bottom lip and he was eager to open his mouth for Lucas. Submissive and dependent. Just like how Lucas loved.

“Then tell me why you look like you’re bracing for impact.” I opened my mouth— And froze. Because suddenly, I wasn’t sure which truth he was asking for. He pushed himself off the counter, taking slow, controlled steps to me... “I don't like sharing what's mine, Olivia.. So tell your little friend to fuck off” Lucian said possessively.“Or the next time he touches what's mine, I'll cut his hand of and put it at your doorstep.”

I closed the file. “She’s not in love.” Luca frowned. “No?” “No.” I leaned back. “She’s possessive.” “There isn’t much difference.” “There is.” I looked toward the window. “Love wants someone to be happy.” I tapped the file. “Possession wants someone to belong to you.” Luca remained quiet for a moment before asking softly, “Are you possessive of Aria or you love her.” “Both.” “How’s that possible, you sound like you know the difference.”

He glared at Joan, his jaw tightening in frustration. “I think you should leave. Now,” Lucas said through gritted teeth. “Before I do something you’ll regret.” “Oh, you wouldn’t dare,” Joan shot back, her smirk unwavering. “Have you forgotten that I own this building now? Everything you own is mine. You should be lucky I haven’t posted about it yet. Otherwise, they’d be dragging you into this mess too. Wouldn’t that be cute?”

My breath stopped. Lucas leaned, his mouth on mine. "Mine," he whispered on my lips as he took the kiss, enveloping us. I trembled. I was his. And he was mine.Lucas hardly closed the door to his penthouse before his hands found me. "Lucas…. " He swept me into his arms, and took me straight into his bedroom. A blur is all: the way he undressed me naked, the way his fingers mapped me like mapping every inch of me into his head. It wasn't a desire. It was love. It was possession.