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I have to admit that I also want to get revenge for what he did. "How come you are the only one who can flirt with someone else and I'm not?" I boldly asked him. He smirked and leaned down. "Because my sweet Nina, I own you. You're mine and no one else. I am the only one who can touch you. You are my prized possession, understand?" He whispered possessively. I laughed at what he said. Prized possession, that's all he thinks of me, a thing. A freaking object he can possess.

Liam's lips moved upon mine, his soft lips sucking onto mine, moving in a rhythm that almost brought tears to my eyes. His tongue thrust inside my mouth violently, fucking my mouth and clashing against my tongue, trying to win a battle that did not even have any competition. He pulled back from the kiss only to stare into my eyes, the anger still shining in his eyes like a possessive stance of a violent animal towards its prey. "Tell me you are going to do exactly as I say. Nod your head and tell me that you are not going to go close to that fucking bastard. You are not going to be anywhere near that fucking cunt of a man! Nod your fucking head, baby."

"No, ma'am, we're old classmates." After Kaizen's explanation, my head nodded in agreement, the owner said "Ah." After an hour and then turned to leave, I breathed a sigh of relief see Kaizen said. I also quickly talked to him "I'm sorry, because she's familia with me, that's why she asked."

Ace said in a threatening yet soft tone which made her remember the old days. "I think you have forgotten. So, let me remind you it again. Always remember this baby girl, you are mine. Mine to touch. Mine to love. And I will not let any other touch what only belongs to me. I won't mind to burn them alive. Trust me, baby girl, I am very possessive when it comes to my things. And you are my woman. The mother of my babies then imagine how much possessive I am about you? The moment my eyes had fallen on you, from the moment you were mine. And I do not share what is mine. When I can not bear any cheap around you, and that bastard dares to propose to you in front of me then imaging what can I do w

"Not for dress, Haya. For you. Because if this dress burns, you will feel poor again. You will cry in mansion. I don't want my girl to cry. I want her to feel richest." He lifted her face. "Do you know what possessive bedslave means? People think I own you. Truth is, I am scared to lose you. My heart ran here without shoes. It didn't ask my brain." Haya cried more, put his burned palm on her own cheek, blew cold air again and again, like mother blows child's wound. "Does it hurt?" she whispered. "Yes. But your tears on my burn hurt more. Don't cry, my bedslave."

Lewis scoffed trying to keep his anger in check His thumb snaked to her pouty red lips and slowly begun stroking it "The lips are for me corazón. Your kisses belongs to me and only me. Don't ever let anyone kiss you again. I don't wanna even see you with anything that has 3 legs. Am very possessive corazón. The things I cherish and love,I don't toy with it. And you're one of them. One of my top priority" he said sweetly making sure to stare deep into her eyes Laine gulped down nothing feeling the uncontrollable butterflies dancing in her tummy

I brought my eyes to his in a silent defiance. He gripped my jaw a little tighter. “Do you understand that?” “Yes. I understand it.” I snatched my hands from his grip and knocked his fingers from my jaw. “I belong to you, like a pretty little possession.” “You belong to me, but nothing like my possession. As much as I’d love to possess you and your naked body, you’re your own person and I respect that. Until you push me. Push me and you’ll find out just how fucking possessive I can be.”

she said to me with confidence in her voice that I am impressed that she knew that I am possessive about my things. "How can you be so sure," I asked her making her feel doubt in her own judgement "You can't even hear when I talk about another man then how will you bear another man's dick in my pussy" she said and gripped my dick in her hand I gripped her jaw who dared to talk about other men's dick "I will kill every man who dared to touch you because you are my possession, I don't love you but I would not let you be touched by any other man" I threatened her and she pecked on my lips

“I deserve that after what I did to you…” “You tried to hurt me. You succeeded. You tried to own me, to possess me and then you…” “You own me!” the vehemence of his heated reply made her jump. He pushed himself from her and jammed his fingers into his hair as he paced the floor in front of her. He looked at her and jammed a finger in her direction. “You possessed me! You possess me! I still smell you, I taste you! You’ve possessed every pore of my body!” his voice broke and he looked like he was going to shed a tear. His voice dropped to a whisper, “I can’t stop thinking about you!”

Oh. "There's no need to be jealous," I assured him. "I'm not jealous," he said smirking. " Jealous is when you want something someone else has." "Then what are you?" I asked. "Possessive," he answered. "I want what's already mine." My mouth went dry hearing this. Damn, that shouldn't have been as sexy as it was. I finally found my voice. "I'm not a possession," I said shakily. He smiled. "Not yet. You'll come to be mine the same way I am already yours."