Possession Plot Novels & Stories

His Possession. THE END.

Theo looked at her and made her sit on his lap. Jacobs smirked at it. “So, are you saying that you are offering me everything you own and I am supposed to release your girlfriend?” Jacobs’ eyes were sparkling with greed and why not? He was getting the chance to destroy Theo on a silver platter. “Yes.” Theo nodded. “Including the new setup in Portugal?” The greed in his words was evident. “Yes.” Theo’s reply was calm. “And what makes you think that it is in my power to release her?” “Isn’t it?”

The air was thick with tension, the silence between us heavy. Mark's voice sliced through the silence, his words dripping with possession. "You're my possession," he declared, "You're not allowed to eat with anyone apart from me, your husband, or the kids." My mind reeled, stunned by the audacity of his statement. "His possession?" I asked myself inwardly I felt a chill run down my spine as the weight of his words settled upon me. Was this what our relationship had devolved into? Was I nothing more than a possession to him?

“To make sure jurisdiction attached. To make sure Silvia had probable cause to breathe down my Alpha's neck.” There. The title. And the way Tessa’s eyes warmed when I said it told me everything I needed to know about what she felt for him. Possession. Not love. Not care. Possession. My jealousy flared again, stupid and hot, and I hated it. I kept my voice calm. “It’s a clever move. But it only works if the person doing it knows two things.” Tessa’s gaze didn’t waver. “Which are?” “One,” I said, holding up a finger. “Where the original burial was.”

Giselle muttered as she cried in his arms. 'I am willing to be under your possession'

This work solely belongs to me Any resemblance to the character, place and real person is a mere coincidence. Pliagrism is a crime, which I truly abolish Please do follow me on insta as agni_aastha where you can interact with me❤ Axel: I seated myself comfortably sipping a glass of wine observing the prey, and Sofia chatting together. With their expression I could easily tell that, that man, the whom I'm gonna kill today is extremely comfortable with Sofia.

I couldn’t see my guards, but I know that they’re just in the vicinity. They were the royal guards. I entrust my life to them. “I’m not here to hurt you. I mean it,” Hans muttered, his tone unbelievably soft and gentle. “If anything, I’m here because you need someone right now.” I clenched my fists as I gave him a deadly glare. No, I couldn’t trust him either. It didn’t matter even if the truth came from me. He also wanted to own me, as if I were a delicate figurine that he wanted to possess.

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