Possessive Bl Drama Novels & Stories

Blake’s face was hardening into that smog asshole I knew him to be. “It’s none of your business, and if we were together you would have nothing to say about it. Don’t you remember all the girls you slept with? Cynthia and that poor Omega you killed while making me watch you fuck her. You don’t get to be nice for a few weeks and all that is erased.” “I’m trying to show you that isn’t who I am.” “Try harder. Jealousy isn’t proving anything except you think you still own me. I don’t belong to you, Blake. I’m not your possession or object to claim.” I swung my feet from the bed and ran my fingers through my hair.

Taliah’s face fell, “are you sure? I mean....you are here with Lucas Blake?” I nodded, “yeah don’t worry I know it’s him. This isn't’ my first time here with him, he kinda helped me get my job. Everywhere we go people call him Mr. Blake so I can assure you it’s legit him.” Taliah shook her head no like I was missing the point, “Taylor you do know who Lucas Blake is right?” I looked at her nodding, “yeah he owns the club.” Seeing the look on Taliah’s face I look down, “is he married or something.”

She quickly looked away from his meaningful gaze and tried to divert his attention to the chandelier. "Look! If I'm not mistaken, I saw that chandelier in a well-known mart!" But, he silently walked closer to her. He looks deeply into her eyes until..., "Dianna," he called her name sweetly that made her heart stop pounding. "I want you tonight, and I own you the whole time." He added, biting his lower lip. Dianna Sy is a popular patisserie. She owned a small bakery shop which she was also the one who makes cookies and cakes. But, she had to sell herself to the rich CEO for her beloved sister.

He smirked mischievously. Rodrigo's lips curved into a smile. “Why are you creating problems with our people?” “Huh? Which people are you talking about?” “You know what I'm talking about, stop pretending.” “Is this because I offered 4 million for the BlasTech DL-44 Heavy Blaster. Dude you should have been there to see it. It looked so old and rusted for it to be sold at that price. Oh and about that guy's daughter, I thought she was a stripper, come on I met her in a club. How would I know that her father owned the place?

“And you’re already letting some other man near you?” “We’re not together,” Nuri shot back, fire flickering in her tone. “And even if we were, it’s none of your business.” Kalmin stepped forward, close enough that he could see every fleck of gold in her irises. “You are mine, Nuri.” She jerked her chin up. “I’m no one’s possession.” “You are mine,” he repeated, each word a vow carved from stone. Before she could answer, her eyes snapped past him—to Bella, who now stood on the stairs, holding a duffel bag and a suitcase.

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

“You must be dying inside because she rejected you. Isn’t that why you leaked the photos?” Jaxon took a step closer, staring me in the eyes. “You’re lucky the dean saved you,” I told him. “I would have made you unrecognizable.” With a face drawn in anger, Jaxon opened his mouth. “Blair is mine,” he said. “I don’t care who you are or what you think you’re doing. But she’ll come back to me because I own her.” The way he spoke about Blair, like she was some possession he could claim whenever he wanted, made my blood boil.

“Don’t shut down on me now.” She doesn’t look at me. Just stares out the window like it owes her something. “This again?” she finally says. “Every time she gets in the picture, I disappear.” “She’s not in the picture anymore,” I say firmly. I don't know if it's a good or a bad thing because my key to power has eloped from my hand to captivity and that pisses me off. Damn you, Bishop. She is my possession. I will marry power, I will marry Gold.

‎I stared at the screen, scrolling slowly through Reya’s report. Every line made the smirk on my face stretch wider. ‎Name: Ren Banks ‎Age: 24 ‎Occupation: Artist (anonymously known as “Scarlet Thread”) ‎Residence: Apartment 4B, Willow Creek Complex ‎Known Associates: Best friend – Ayesha Hassan (frequent club companion) . Daughter of the commissioner and head of security. ‎Relationship Status: Currently engaged to Lila Quinn.

"I'm helping you with your grandma, and that's how you repay me?" "A friend in need is a friend indeed," Diva repeated, earning a frustrated groan from him. "Ugh!" Blaze grumbled and stormed out of the room. Nowadays, it seemed that even though he was the owner, nothing belonged to him anymore. Diva was owning everything from him. How long until she owned him? ★★★ After Blaze was done throwing his temper-tantrums, he came to his bedroom at midnight to find Diva playing games on her laptop with full dedication.