Overprotective Boyfriends Novels & Stories

This time he let me take it. “I am scared too,” I admitted, my voice slowly dropping. “When Daniel ran in saying you stopped breathing, I felt my whole world stop. I have faced real-life dangers, my parents’ judgment, and all the pressure from my family to be the perfect heir. None of that compares to the fear of losing you. You are not just my boyfriend. You are the person who makes all the bullshit worth it. Please, Oli. Let me take care of you the right way. Not as your guardian, but as the man who loves you more than anything.”

Not far off, a man seemed to recognize him and was approaching with a flattering smile. I shouted, "Xavier!" and ran toward him, grabbing his wrist before he could say a word. "Come with me," I urged. "I saw someone approaching you with ill intentions. They might be debt collectors. My sister took out a huge loan before she died, and you were her boyfriend—they'll come for you. "You can't see, and it'll be dangerous. You got hurt saving my sister. I'll protect you for her. As long as I'm alive, I won't let them hurt you. I'll never abandon you. Do you trust me?"

Colton continued. "Though I clearly would've been the pick," Caleb added. "In your dreams," Colton shot back. As they started bickering, I just stood there, lost. I couldn't believe my luck. Back in high school, my mom was so overprotective that I barely dated. I'd had one boyfriend in middle school that I had to hide, and another guy for two months, where we barely made it to second base. Now, I had two gorgeous guys, who were technically my stepbrothers, telling me they wanted to share me. It felt like I'd skipped five levels of a game and landed on the final boss.

Kai added, smirking as he crossed his arms. Roxanne’s hand flew to her cheek, with eyes wild in shock. “You crazy--,” “Careful,” I said, stepping forward just enough to cast my shadow over her, and it was enough to make her take a big step back. “The last person who touched my girl without permission regretted it.” Sloane smirked and lifted her hands to my shoulders. "That's right. My boyfriend is best at protecting what's his." She smirked, staring into my eyes.

“I know I’m not your favourite person in the world but at this moment, I’m the only one present for you to speak with. I advise you to let it all out for your own good. You look ready to explode and the consequences could be disastrous.” I considered his advice and decided to tell him all that was going on. He chuckled when I was done talking and I scowled at him. “I can’t believe you find this funny,” I said. He shook his head. “What I find funny is how so similar he and his father are when it comes to being overprotective and sort of controlling. I think they do it from a place of love though.” “But it’s not a healthy way to love someone,” I cried.

They all seem a bit rattled but Sammy does the most. Rey ~”Are you fucking crazy?” Aaron ~”What? That guy is an asshole.” Rey ~”That asshole is her real boyfriend.” Aaron ~”What? That piece of shit? I would have thought that she had better taste in men.” Devan ~”Explains his over protective ass.” Aaron ~”I will over protect his face.” Devan ~”You know she is not really yours.” Aaron ~”She will be.” Half hour later they return. He clearly does not seem happy. I will give him something to be even less happy about.

“Do you know if it’s a boy or girl?” “Not yet but soon.” “How many people have you ordered to prepare this room?” I paused. “Does it matter?” Eric burst out laughing. “You are officially the most overprotective father in Westridge.” I smiled. “You can say that again.” He stared at me. “You’re not even going to deny it?” “No, why should I?.” I looked toward the room again. “Because I finally have something worth protecting.” Eric’s laughter faded. For a moment, he simply looked at me then he smiled.

At this point, I felt like stone after the betrayal of David and Clara, then the embarrassment I went through yesterday when Clara proposed my work as hers. “Clara Bennet?” he repeated. And I hummed. “Clara Bennet. What, you don’t believe it?” He quickly shook his head. “I am just surprised, but I believe you. Why wouldn’t I?” He swiped a hand down his face. “She was sweet, but for some reason, always batted her eyelashes at me.” He visibly cringed. I snorted. “You never told me this then.” “How could I? You two were like gummies. Clara was closer to you than even I was when I was your boyfriend.” I rolled my eyes.

"In fact, he's not my anything. It's over. And I don't wanna talk about it." "Hey, okay." his voice was gentle now and in a second he was up and hugging me again. The security I felt in his arms was something I surely never get over with. My lids fell, leaning into his hold and allowing myself to relax. "I didn't mean to pry too much." he muttered into my hair. "I just hate that now that you're more exposed I'm not around to protect you. Like with this mysterious not-boyfriend of yours." "I can take care of myself, thank you very much. You don't need to scare a poor guy away."

“Sorry, our mate but I don't want to have a relationship with her. I wish my brothers would do the same.” “Huh?” As he completes his statement with this, the smile on my face quickly vanishes. He drapes his secondhand over me, bringing his face close. I pull mine back a bit. “Is he actually playing with me?” “But I have this urge to always protect, discipline and care for her.” He goes further, with his tone so soothing to the ears. His left hand was over my breasts as he draped it meeting with his right. Gosh! This guy is truly controversial!