Possesive Husband Novels & Stories

I defended my stance, still caught up in the physical aspect of my relationship with Jane, trying to rationalize our connection. "She's yours for a few hours. She's her husband's for life, he sleeps with her every night, he knows her, he knows her habits, her tastes, her insecurities. He has her," Daon asserted, his tone tinged with bitterness. "Not for long. I want her for myself," I retorted stubbornly, my desire for exclusivity clouding my judgment. "And what does she say about that? Is she going to leave her husband?" Simon pressed, skeptical of the longevity of my relationship with Jane.

"I only want my marks on you. You're made only for me to touch...you belong to me!" He was possessive of her. He said while biting and sucking her neck roughly. He was making sure to print her body with his marks. He wanted to witness only his marks on her beautiful milky skin. He knew he was jealous, but he had always been possessive about his things and Eva was his wife…one and only wife. The wife he never wanted who was making him crazy for her, but she didn't know at all. In her case, his possessiveness doubled as he started to feel things for his little innocent wife and the thing he had for her was obsession and for him, what was wrong with obsessing over his wife. She's his and he can

Natasha tried to call out his name but the distant look over her husband's eyes was something she hadn't seen yet until now. “You’re mine. Everything about you, they’re all mine. Mine alone. Just mine.” He kept bubbling his possessiveness directly to her but his eyes were still looking beyond the present time. It was starting to worry his beloved wife.

Everything of him. Her wolf snarled softly. ‘It’s not our house,’ she murmured. ‘It’s his. All of it. His.’ The thought made her stomach tighten. Ownership. Possession. Her wolf didn’t sound angry—she sounded resigned, and somehow, that was worse. At least Kalmin hadn’t locked her in the room this time. That small victory gave her a glimmer of hope as she moved toward the kitchen. The soft sound of footsteps approaching behind her made her heart lurch in her chest. Her body tensed, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up. She didn’t need to look over her shoulder to know it was him.

"You should be happy. If Levi really did it because of you, that means he cares. And if I were in your place, I'd go on my knees and give him the best goddamned thank you he's ever received." I grimace. "I really could've gone my whole life without the visual of you blowing my husband." "So he's your husband now?" Matt questions, wiggling his brows suggestively. "That territorial vibe I’m picking up. Real strong." "Shut up." But the blush that creeps up my neck betrays me. Did I sound possessive? What do possessive words even sound like? I don't think I'm into Levi enough to lay claim on him. I'm not even sure I'd mind if he started seeing someone. I know it's bound to happen eventually.

“The good news is I have made a couple of phone calls, and with the intel I have gathered, I know that in the past, Mr Patrick has only agreed to partner with settled family men like himself. Since the day he took over as CEO from his father, every company he has partnered with has been led by a CEO who was married. That’s his bias. He favours married men.” Gabriella stared at him for a moment. “You want me to help you lie to save your reputation as well as the company’s,” she said. “Not exactly,” he said. “If he agrees to the partnership, we move forward and get married. That way, there’s no room for suspicion.” “And what even gives you the assurance that marrying me would somehow grant you

I chuckled coldly and replied, "Even if I have lost my mind, I was driven to it by you two adulterers. Anna, are you so eager to have me thrown out because you're feeling guilty?" Hearing this, she just stared at me for a long moment before suddenly letting out a light laugh. Then, she took the microphone from the emcee and spoke loudly to the audience below the stage. "I'm sorry, everyone, this is my husband. He has developed a severe case of delusional disorder due to the thesis plagiarism incident. Mr. Tanner is aware of his condition, which is why he was suspended and sent home to rest." Mr. Tanner immediately chimed in, "That's right. I've seen Mr. Huffman's medical records. It's clear

I mocked her, "Like mother, like daughter. Your husband died, and you immediately went after someone else's man. You got chased and cursed like a rat in the sewer, and now you've passed every dirty trick you had down to your daughter. Impressive. Truly a family legacy." "How dare you?!" I waved my hand, and my subordinates dragged their suitcases right inside. Tina panicked. "What are you doing?! This is my daughter's house!" "Your daughter's house? She's using our marital assets. I own half of everything. "You love inserting yourselves into other people's families so much? In that case, starting today, you can all live together." As several young women took over the rooms, Tina screamed. "I

He uttered firmly. He has no intention of giving up. He kept on pestering her, following her to the balcony. He gazed at her lonely back with different emotions swirling inside his heart. This was his childhood friend whom he wanted to associate with so much in the past and now she belongs to him legally… She had become under his possession… Something lit up inside him and a spark of desire made its way to his heart as he thought of it… He felt a sudden urge to own her completely… ”Husband in papers only." She reminded him abruptly, adding, "We're soon to be separated, don't worry."

I could never have enough of her. "Ok buddy, no need to give all of us here a show, you will have all the time in the world to claim her when you guys are on your honeymoon, spare us the free porn thank you," Gage tapped my back to let me know that everyone's staring at us. And I don't give two shits. Let them stare and know that I belong to this woman as she belongs to me, she isn't my girlfriend anymore but my wife which means she is my other half, she's worth more than all my wealth together.