Possessive In Relationship Meaning Novels & Stories

"Ipinagtatanggol mo ba siya? Baby, I'm doing this for you. I'm doing this for our relationship. You changed— "I didn't changed! Ako pa rin ito, Jarred! Parang wala na akong kalayaan eh! You too possessive!" bulyaw niya na ikinagulat nito at bahagyang napaatras. "Baby, sorry hindi ko sinasadya na may masabing hindi maganda." anito at hinawakan siya sa siko

“Oh, I remember it very well. Every damn detail. Fake marriage. Personal benefits. Boundaries.” “Naalala mo naman pala. So please, nakikiusap ako, stay within them,” aniya. “Hindi kasama doon ang pagiging—” tumigil siya sandali, hinahanap ang tamang salita, “—possessive.” “Possessive?” ulit ni Cain, halos pabulong. “Yes.” Nagtagpo ulit ang mga mata nila.

Possessive. “You listen to me carefully,” mababa niyang sabi. Huminto halos ang paghinga ko sa intensity ng boses niya. “I don’t care what they print.” Humigpit ang hawak niya. “I don’t care what they say.” His eyes locked onto mine. “You’re mine.” Not ownership. Not control. Certainty. Trust. The kind that survives even betrayal narratives. At doon muntik na akong bumigay.

"Now you will feel no rain, for each of you will be shelter for the other. Now you will feel no cold, for each of you will be warmth to the other. Now there will be no loneliness, for each of you will be companion to the other. Now you are two persons, but there is only one life before you. May beauty surround you both in the journey ahead and through all the years, May happiness be your companion and your days together be good and long upon the earth." "The only real security is not in owning or possessing, not in demanding or expecting, not in hoping, even. Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what was in nostalgia, nor forward to what it might be in dread or anticipa

Napalunok siya sa intensidad ng boses nito at sa seryosong mga mata. She always hate demanding and possessive boyfriend. Kaya nga hindi nagtagal ang relasyon niya noon sa dalawang ex niya dahil naging demanding na at possessive ang mga ito sa kanya. They all want her to report everything she'd do na ikinairita niya. Ayaw na ayaw niya ang ganoon. Even if she's in a relationship, she still want her freedom. Hindi iyon parang itinali na siya sa leeg.

Pinunasan niay ang luha sa pisngi nito na patuloy sa pag-agos at ngumti sa dalaga. “Now, you’re mine. At alam na ng lahat ‘yon. Everyone knows who owns you, Crystal.” Ngumiti ito sa kanya. “Aren’t you that possessive?” “I am.” He shrugged his shoulders. “I am just guarding what’s mine.” "Hmm..." She smiled. Hinila nito ang kanyang tie at ngumiti. "My posessive ex-husband?" "Not an ex anymore." Pareho silang natawa. Whatever it is, as long as she's his, he's fine being called possessive. Because that is who he is. Territorial.

Possessive, yes but also profoundly, irrevocably loving. Hours melted together in a haze of tenderness, intimacy, and unspoken promises. The intensity of the night wasn’t just physical it was emotional, spiritual, the kind of closeness that left you breathless, trembling, and utterly certain of your place in someone else’s world. And as I lay against him later, fully enveloped in the heat of his arms, I realized something crucial Ezekiel’s possessiveness wasn’t a burden it was a foundation. A declaration. A vow that no matter what, he would protect me, love me, and never let me go.

He was never the possessive type of partner. There are some men who think they own their partner to the point that they won't allow them to go somewhere else without their permission, to the point that they will even control how their women dress which I find absurd. We're not objects nor possessions. No one should ever control you. You own yourself. You are yours.

Kaya natawa siya sa sinabi ko. “Tama ka diyan?” Pinisil niya ang ilong ko. Tinampal ko ang kamay nito. “Huwag mo nga pisilin ang ilong ko.” Reklamo ko. “Ang sarap kasing pisilin.” Natatawang sabi nito. “Thank you, love, for loving me; hindi ka sumuko sa ugali kong napaka-possessive,” sabi nito.

CHAPTER 19 Napag-desisyonan naming lumabas muna ng sasakyan upang kumain bago niya ako hinatid pauwi. We were both silent while inside the car. I licked my lower lip before sighing. I never expected us to be like this. I mean, hindi ko alam kung anong tawag sa relasyon na 'to, o kung relasyon ba kung matatawag ito. We aren't committed to each other, we just clicked. I mean, he is being extra possessive like we are in some kind of relationship. So, I don't really know if he really mean his actions or what, because it seems to me like he's all used to this kind of thing. Being casual and all, at kapag naka-isa na, wala na.