Possessive Man Novels & Stories

Naging dependent na ako sa kanya. "I'm not possessive, Eli. Kasi kung possessive ako, pin il it na kita ng tumigi l sa trabaho mo at agad na kitang itinali sa apelyido ko. I'm not possessive. Not yet that possessive." Bulong niya.

Hindi lang ako sanay na ganito siya. Halos hindi ko na rin namalayan ang tagal ng byahe na tinahak namin bago kami pumasok sa exclusive subdivision kung saan sila nakatira. I heard the Delacroix’s live here, I even heard that they own this subdivision already, they are damn wealthy. Parang hindi nga sapat na sabihin lang na mayaman sila, kulang ang salitang iyon para I-describe kung gaano sila kayaman.

Kung kaya't napag-desisyunan na lamang nilang pumasok sa mansyon, para mapakapagpahinga. Amoy niya ang manly scent ng lalaki. Si Darrius iyon. Kilala na niya ang kakaibang amoy ng katawan nito. “Uhmmm,” maraan siyang napaungol at napaliyad nang ang halik na iyon ay bumaba na sa kanyang leeg. Dahan-dahan niyang iminulat ang kanyang mga mata. “Nagising ba kita?” usisa nito at bahagyang tumigil.

His mouth was greedy, possessive. Just like that, my inhibitions vanished. My body surrendered easily. My brain hadn't even processed his words when I moaned his name as he slipped his hand inside my shirt and cupped my breast. "Damon—ahh!" He pinched my nipple, playing with it as if he owned it. "That's it. Say my name. Moan my name," he kissed me fervently. I responded like a woman desperate for his touch. "Say that you're mine, Jana." The gentle possessiveness in his voice made me close my eyes and wrap my legs around his hips. "Say it," his raspy voice sent shivers down my spine. And, needless to say, I could feel myself getting wet.

"It's okey. If I can't go in her room, mine was always unlocked. Pwede siyang pumasok kahit na anong oras." Isang halakhak ang kumawala sa lalamunan ng kaibigan. "Marunong ka rin palang sumabay sa agos Mr. Ferocci. Akala ko, isa kang istrikto, dominante, bossy at walang pakundangan na tao. Mali pala." "Kanino mo naman narinig iyan?" Taas-kilay na tanong nito. Ang mga mata ay nakatingin sa kanya.

I was stunned for a moment until. "Shit! Nathan, that sounds disgusting!" "I want to puke after hearing that." "Did you just say that? It's so embarrassing..." Everyone was so dissatisfied when Nathaniel returned to his seat without saying anything else except that line. That is why the last person to come forward is Big, the person who is so ready to expose his friends. "Now you look shy, Tine. What I want to say to you is..." Me, again. "My friend, Nathaniel, is a possessive guy. He is so stingy with his shoes, bag, guitar, privacy, and everything that belongs to him. He is really possessive of you."

I will let the kids trace me so that my plan will be successful. No in hell that I will let that woman flirt my mate! Never. Possessive? Jealous? Oh, call me anything but one thing I’m so sure of, WHAT’S MINE IS MINE. I have never been like this before that’s why it feels new to me. I don’t really know what’s happening to me but I guess, I already have an idea about this.

Isang kontrata, isang marriage, at isang lalaki na todo ang possessive at obsession. Hindi pa kami nagkaka-intimacy physically, pero mental, emotional, parang mas intense na kaysa sa kahit anong relationship na alam ko. Every rule, every command niya, bawat look niya sa akin—parang may unspoken message: you belong to me.

"B-bakit naman?" "If I love someone, I'll become possessive, I want to own that love. Just like my love to you, Mama. Hindi kita kayang ibigay sa iba, Mama. I can have a possessive love, instead of innocent love." Tigalgal ako kay Erol nang sabihin niya iyon. Umalis si Erol sa lamesa at pumasok sa kwarto. Naiwan sa ere ang kamay kong kanina ay nakahawak sa ulo niya.

"Nothing. Just making sure my fiancée is still on my side." Napapikit ako saglit, huminga nang malalim para pigilan ang pagtaas ng kilay ko. "Dylan, this is not a real marriage, remember? Hindi mo kailangang magpaka-possessive." "Who said I was being possessive?" his voice was smooth, dangerously playful. "I’m just… protecting what’s mine." Napairap ako. "Hindi mo ako pag-aari." "Oh? Then bakit ka sumama sa akin nang walang reklamo?"