Possessiveness Novels & Stories

We both smiled when I said that to him. The smile on his face is very obvious and he hugged me tightly. "I don't want anyone to talk to you that close. I'm so jealous." He said while the smile was not removed from his lips. Well, compared before, his smile reached his ears. I rolled my eyes at him. "Yes, you're possessive, Mr. Gomez." His mood changed when I suddenly called him the wrong way. "I'm just fencing off what I own." He answered me. "Yes, Sir Henry." I laughed at his frown because he really didn’t want me to call him sir.

If it's what he wants or what I want, I saw in those eyes I don't know yet, until he arrives. They said that his two other brothers are not any worse compared to him, but I don't think that two people can look like that in this world. One person looking like that is enough already, this world can't take two. I made my way through the long passageway while secretly excited that the Adonis would soon arrive here, in my territory. I will be taking over Russia in two days and will be in full control. It was supposed to be in the next eight months, and I don't care originally, but it will affect the plans I have for that gorgeous male. I need total control of this territory first. I clicked my to

"Who?" "Dylan and that bastard don't have a plan to sell it back again. When I talk to him, that bastard is so arrogant, and I badly want to beat him." I clenched my fist angrily. That bastard Dylan again. He always takes what was mine. First,t that bitch Winter, now my place. "Okay, just forget about it. Just look for a new place for me." I said between gritted teeth. I badly want that place, but Dylan owns it now. I don't want to take it back from him anymore.

Then i'd wrap them up and lead them to the door after paying them generously. But not Noelle, she was innocent, and a precious piece of stone that i'd never want to let go of. She arose a fire in my body that wasn't going to go out for now or ever. I was always driven at a quote that whatver I wanted I had to have willingly or forcefully. And within this time I will make Noelle mine. She will be my possesion and a good one too. I'd make damn sure of it. "Gentlemen," I greeted. "I have little to no time to waste so please get this meeting on role I have a lot more things to tend to at this moment,"

"Is this some kind of game to you?" Kalmin’s lips curled into a sly, arrogant grin. "You’ve yet to learn what’s mine," he said, his voice thick with possessiveness. It wasn’t the answer she was expecting, and it hit her in the chest harder than she cared to admit. “I’m not yours,” she hissed. He stepped forward. No rush. Just a deliberate closing of space. Her breath caught. He didn’t touch her—but it felt like he had. Every inch between them buzzed, taut with pressure. “You keep saying that,” he said, “but you’re still here.”

Don't get me wrong I'm not into love but seeing her I want to possess her, seeing all those men look at her hungrily on the pole as she twerks got my blood boiling and at that moment I swore to make her mine. After that day, I concluded it had be her last day at the club. I offered the club owner a huge amount of money which he accepted. After that, we had a one-night stand, but I made sure to cum into her as many times as I wanted. I want to tie her down to myself only. I can still remember that night, the feel of her body against mine, her sweet moan, how she squeaks under me, everything about her I want to own.

he said firmly, possessiveness in his voice. His love might be a little dangerous, but I like the idea of him being obsessed with me. It feels so good to be claimed—about him wanting only me and keeping me to himself. Because I want him for myself too. Only mine.

“No share.” I giggled, kissing him as he grunted again, squeezing my ass. I don’t mind a mild possessive attitude. It’s when a guy gets too possessive, like controlling, that I don’t like. No one gets to control what I do, when I do something, and never what I wear. It’s bad enough my mother thinks she can control those things. I am never letting a man get away with it.

Suddenly I felt this indomitable urge to have her, to bury myself in her, entangling our bodies, until it got hard to figure out where mine ended and her began, to get lost in her scent, the only fragrance that captivates me. Damn! I should have claimed her as mine when I had the chance. What if the Davitans tried to harm her while I am away? Worry began clawing on my nerves. I had always been possesive, but this, what I felt right now was unrelenting, unforgiving. I needed her right away, right now, and I would fight with even an army of monsters to have her. Nobody takes what's mine. And, if they dare do that, they can never get away with it.

“Because he’s threatening what’s mine.” I hesitate. “Including me?” He doesn’t answer immediately, but something flares in his gaze. “Especially you.” I suck in a breath. “You know he’ll use me, right? As leverage. As a distraction. Whatever it takes.” His voice drops. “Then he’ll learn what happens when someone touches what belongs to me.” There it is again—that possessive streak. But this time, it doesn’t come off as suffocating. It’s protective. Anchored. Like he’s not just defending his territory… but his person.