Possessivo นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He announced Possessive much? "So that I don't escape?" "With me, You wouldn't want to go anyway… moreover you have nowhere to go, darling.".

I don’t know why I feel so damn possessive of this woman. This woman who won’t be claimed.

He wasn’t drunk yet today, but the alcohol was surely making itself known. “Wow, I knew you were kinky, but…damn!” I smirked, teasing him a bit just to see him fumble. “This is a whole new level.” But instead of his usual shy, stuttering demeanor, he looked up into my eyes, holding my gaze as he spoke next. “It’s not kinky, it’s called being possessive.” He said fearlessly. “I don’t want to share your laughter, you happiness with anyone else. If they see it, they will want to be with you…and I don’t want that to happen.”

Why I am behaving like. I am possessive toward her.

It was clear that he was just as perplexed by the question as I was for the answer. He couldn't fathom why he felt so strongly towards me, especially when he was supposed to despise me. His confusion was clear, evident in the furrow of his brows as he pondered my question. Then, after a few moments of contemplation, his response was both unexpected and possessive. "It's because you're mine," he declared, his voice low and intense. "Anything that falls under my domain and is under my control automatically becomes my possession, and i don'tallow anyoneto touch it except me."

The next time I see you looking at another man like that, it won't be nice. My brain is telling me to be scared, but at the same time, the sick, twisted side of me is loving this. I love a man that is possessive over his woman, a man that makes the world know that she belongs to him and no one else. "I'm sorry sir, is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" Mr Cross makes a sound that is almost inhuman while he glares at me. Again he is gripping my arm, to pull me off to only he knows where this time.

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,"

Will paused in front of a heavy door before opening it with a sudden click. Inside, the room was vast and organized with meticulous precision. Gun racks lined the walls, each firearm gleaming under the sunlight. Shelves held knives, ammunition, and tactical equipment. It was unmistakably a private armory. Aurora’s face betrayed nothing, but as her eyes roamed around the room, they glimmered with pure excitement. Her lips parted slightly, though no sound escaped.

It was of the way her voice had curled around that single word earlier, possessive, certain, like a claim neither of them had spoken aloud before. Mine.

“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.