روايات وقصص ضمن Owned By Him

“Not branded.” “Then what?” He meets my eyes. And when he speaks, his voice is low, steady, dangerous in its honesty. “A mark of ownership.” My heart stutters. “You said you weren’t owned by anyone.” “I’m not,” he says sharply. “Not anymore.” Anymore. The word echoes. “You had it removed?” I ask. “No,” he says. “I kept it.” “Why would you keep something like that?” I demand. “Especially if it belongs to him?”

And why did it feel like he still had some claim over it? I swallowed hard, trying to steady my racing thoughts. “So… she owns it now?” I asked cautiously, my voice barely above a whisper. “Technically,” he said, leaning back, his smirk returning just a fraction. “But I’m still the one who makes sure it stays standing.” My own blood boiled at the idea, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. There was no arguing with this man… useless “So if anyone should get out like ..” he said leaning closer to me now” it’s you.”

His body tensed against mine. I looked up at him. "You own the building?" He didn’t pull out yet. "Yes. And now things just got more complicated."

He was my owner way before he bought me for 80 million. I was his property.

"He deserves it !" "Well no, I'm actually afraid of what would happen to you." Huxley's smile vanishes and he looks me in the eyes gravely. "He practically owns the authority." I feel the need to laugh. I roll my eyes before sarcastically saying. "What is he? Member of some powerful mafia?" Huxley tilts his head while peering down at me curiously. "Yes.. actually and the owner of a few corporations." I stare at him blankly for brief seconds. What a lame joke is this!

"I know she's an omega.....But.....why did you say..." "She's the most weakest omega among the all other ranks. Just like my wife Grace" I could see a faint smile on the old man's face "She was so beautiful. Everyone in the town was jealous of her beautiful, they were jealous of me to have the most beautiful omega as my mate but...You know...everything can't be perfect, there's definitely some or the other pause in life that will make a huge turn" He caressed the ring on his finger "She was an omega....An omega who can never be marked" hearing him, I was surprised. What is this man saying? omega who can't be marked?

I walk towards the door and take a step out of it, then I face him and grab his collar. "I want everything to be my own." He laughs lightly, he doesn't seem surprised. "Anything you want princess." "Can I have this beautiful bed?" I ask pointing at the big king size bed. "Oh sure sweetie, whatever you want." But suddenly I heard his phone ringing. And then he going outside to answers the call. I heard the conversations a bit, but he seemed so angry.

“The service doesn’t seem to be good. No one is guiding us.” “Why would they? When I own this place?” She gawks at him. “You own this?!” Carter only laughs as they walk through the elegant corridors. She can’t help but feel a sense of unease. Wait just a minute. If he owns the place, isn’t that no different from going to his riverside house?! “Don’t tell me we are going to your rooftop unit?” she asks as they enter the elevator. Carter laughs. “You are watching too much romance.”

I asked him, feeling a bit uncomfortable. "Let them look. They should know that you are mine, and no other boy can touch you," he said confidently. I was infuriated by his words and replied, "I am not an object that you can own." "You are mine and mine only," he said, completely ignoring my statement. And before I could say anything, he leaned in and kissed me on the lips, leaving me standing there in shock. I couldn't believe that he had the audacity to think that he owned me. I wanted to teach him a lesson, but I didn't want to provoke him.

I frowned at him, “I’m not a piece of meat, I said carefully... trying not to provoke the beast I could see lying dormant in his eyes.” “You can’t just buy and own me. I said defensively”.... “ Oh but sweetheart I did buy you so I do own you , I paid $25million dollars for you, and that contract you signed clearly says I own you, your body and soul. I own your lips, your hips, hair and chest” he growled lowly making me shiver. “So I would advise you to stop trying to keep my belongings from me. Is that clear?....” I turned my head away from him defiantly... he grabbed my face and forcefully made me face him,