Possessive Meaning In Relationship Novels & Stories

"I really don't care about your past relationship with my brother." "But right now, you are my girlfriend. As long as you are in a relationship with me, don't talk about any other boy in front of me. "If you try to cross your line, I’ll give you punishment, Elena." "I’m very possessive towards my relationship.” "What is mine is mine only. I don't like sharing." His actions and words give me a chill down my spine. "Why are you so possessive? We only have an agreed upon relationship, right?" "Whatever it is, right now, you are in a relationship with me." Until the agreement ends, you are my girlfriend, so I’ll be loyal to you and I want you to be loyal to me. "

Touching his bare skin gave me immense satisfaction, a mental and physical pleasure that I tend to have every time we make love. A satisfaction that this hunk of a handsome man was mine… my husband… and, after today, my lover as well. This feeling in itself was such a life-winning feeling. This feeling of having this man as my husband. This feeling of belonging to each other. The thought of anyone else even daring to look at him in a romantic or possessive manner ignited a fierce protectiveness within me. A sense of deep possessiveness settles in my heart, making me want to scream before the world that Viaan Adams was mine… just like I was his. No one else had the right to claim even a fract

Her hold on me tightened as she stared blankly ahead for a few seconds before pulling back. The knowing gleam in her eye and the way her smile widened had me unconsciously rubbing the palm of my hand on my pant leg. "Nice to meet you too. I'm not in a good mindset right now. Any chance we could forget this conversation just happened?" "Don't worry about it. It's normal to feel possessive or jealous in relationships. You and Oliver were meant to be. I don't have any doubt that the two of you can work through this." She said as she tossed her paper towel into the bin. "Now, come on. Chin up. Let's go get some breakfast and meet the pack. I may have a needy bladder, but it's balanced by my need

I asked. " I guess it didn't. My jealousy got the best of me." He says. " Alpha's and their possessions. It's pretty f**king pathetic." I say. " What do you mean possessions?" He asked. " Well, that's all I am to you. Isn't it?" I asked. " No. You are not my possession. I don't own you. We belong to each other. That's the way it is meant to be." He says. " Well, it doesn't feel like it sometimes." I say turning back to look at the clothes in the wardrobe.

See who’s right—you or me…,’ I whispered, inching my mouth closer. ‘That’s fucking rude, cub….’ He sighed and took my lips, his arms snaked around my waist pulling me close to slip his tongue in and explore deeper. My arms went around his neck to pull him closer and stroked more of him, sucking the sweet tip, luring a grunt of pleasure. I wanted to be absorbed into him and become part of him… inseparable… for as long as he lives—no, far longer than that. Is this weird? What does this mean? When you love someone, do you become this possessive?

I panic and try and back track. "No, no not like he controls me. But just, like sometimes he can be possessive, which is something he's aware of and working on. So I think to him, marriage would mean something about like commitment. That's the word I should have used. Like the whole 'you are my wife, you are my husband' that means a lot to him" I ramble as I try to explain my slip of tongue. She nods her head slightly, but I don't think she's completely convinced.

Possessiveness is felt when you feel insecure and doubt the love of your partner. On second thought, maybe the reason why Hailey was like that is because they are not yet official. From what I heard, people here just assume that they are in a relationship but no one from both sides has confirmed or announced their real status. "What made you all think again that those two are in a relationship?" I suddenly asked. I don't usually pry on someone's private affair, except if it's about someone close to my heart like my best friend Mara. "Well, obviously Ms. Hailey is in love with Sir James, while Sir James treating her special," Hannah said.

Most importantly, he believed that Hailey had a kind possessiveness over Athena. Many people thought that possessiveness only existed in romantic relationships, but that was realistically not the case. Possessiveness could also exist in friendships, and oftentimes, it could be even stronger than those in romantic relationships. "Yeah, I thought Hailey had a secret crush on Athena!" His words provoked laughter from the audience. "Haha, well, that's one way to interpret it!" The screening was much more successful than Melody imagined. Answering questions from the audience was also much easier than she had imagined. Everyone was very kind, and the questions they asked were entirely related to t

She clutched her chest in pain and fought against the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes. Why is this happening to me? This stabbing sensation. Her wolf was in torture. She could hear it howling painfully within her, wishing to reach out and rip that woman from her mate. She barely understood to the purpose of this new found possessiveness. She did not love him did she? She barely knows him! So why does it hurt so much to see him in her embrace, eyes lost in the beauty of her flawless glow. And she shall be forced to watch this torture all the time henceforth. My spirit would be broken to a thousand pieces from it. Her own best friend in the embrace of her fated mate.

I just cocked my right eyebrow as I looked at him, I took my rather damp hanky from the edge of the sink and placed it inside my back pocket as I took a few steps back from Adrien. "Well, this might be unfortunate for you because I don't like possessive people. Most relationships with a possessive partner can lead to plenty, rather toxic and violent predicaments. And I don't want such a predicament in my life," I said to him honestly. I looked into his eyes and my head tilted a little as if that would prove my point. "And what do you mean I got no friends? Forgive my asocial self, mister "I got plenty of friends," I said mockingly. He just looked at me with a plain face and then a small chuc