Novel & Cerita Romance Manga With Possessive Male Lead

Alexi pulled back angrily, making her flinch. No. He could not give into his desires. The girl wasn’t even legal yet. “Wear something” he muttered, annoyed at himself for fantasizing about the dirty things he wanted to do to her body. He turned around and stormed his way to the connecting door. “Wait! You didn’t answer my question” Kayla’s remark stopped him but he didn’t turn around. “Don’t forget that I own this place and this room. I can do whatever the hell I want” He wanted to say ‘I own you’ too, but reigned his tongue in time.

He took out a canister of scotch and poured a drink, then he sipped it, running his tongue over the rim seductively as he raked his eyes over me from head to toe. " You are definitely a trouble. You're stubborn, you're challenging, but above all, a beautiful trouble." He brushed his thumb over my lips and kissed the other side of my mouth. I was getting hot from his touch. Why was I reacting this way? I just met this guy and he already had my body reacting to him. " You are my woman rather you want to be or not. You see, Piccola Princesspessa. I am your betrothed. I came to America to get you and you will be my bride."

Rose's laughter echoes, musical and sweet, "In more ways than one," she adds, her voice so neat. Her whisper hints at secrets untold, "I think he wants more than just business to hold." My arm wraps around her, possessive and tight, "His loss," I remind her, "your gain, my delight." Rose's smile fades for a moment, reflective and pale, Then she leans into me, "Yours, Roman," she whispers, without fail. My heart swells with love, with possessiveness too,

His request was merely to have the one thing he couldn’t get by dragging around and that was my consent and I refuse to give it to him. He could gloat about owning me all he wanted but deep down he knew it was a lie and all he had taken, he stole. You can’t claim full ownership over something if you have to force everything from them. “You don’t own me. You can shove your dick into me and make me moan your name but I’ll never be yours, Dante, never.” I spat at his face and his eyes adopted the darkest shade of black I’ve ever seen. His grip on my hair tightened and he slammed me into his table, drawing out a pained moan from me but I didn’t stop. If I couldn’t harm him with my strength, I’d

I smell possessive vibe from him, he's the male lead indeed. Now I understand why everything ended to your death my dear Juliet, you will really get over your heels to this man and just gonna bang and decide to die because of jealousy. Where's that Angel walking heroine? I wanna pull her hair for having this man as her male lead. "Aren't you gonna talk? Really...you pissed me off, tell me what do you mean by this?" He keeps raising the envelope while his eyebrows are twitching. I let out a soft smile to cover my lustful desire to grab his pants and lick his butterfly.

“If I was the heroine in the book, I think I'd be forgiving enough to fall in love with a mafia boss. Especially if he's so obsessed and in love with me like he was with his pet in this book.“ I scoffed at her words. Her foolishness concerning being a pet to a Mafia king doubled my urge of wanting her to be mine. She had no idea. She rolled her eyes. “I know, I know. It sounds weird. But listen—super possessive and broody guys, with power and money are cute...“ “The male lead might be such an asshole, yeah agreed” she continued, stepping closer, her voice gaining more excitement. “But, the way he looks at her? You can tell he’s obsessed. He doesn’t say it, but you know he'd burn the whole wo

“Of course. He is taller than I am, with curly brown hair, dreamy blue eyes and he is nice to me. Loves me and my demons. Messes with me sometimes but…” Someone other than I messed with him? I was the only one allowed to mess with him. The hell. Anger simmered in my veins, fingers curling into fists, and the urge to ask for the bastard’s name consumed me. But I was doing too much. All this possessiveness was because of the mate bond and that bloody sweet scent that drove me insane. “Enough about my man…” “Your man!” I scoffed, appalled that he had called him his man.

This little shit thinks he can toy with me? To prove to both himself and that smug bastard that Damon had zero power over him, Logan reached for the blonde again. He sat back and pulled her onto his lap, straddling her so her short dress rode up high. She gasped in delight, immediately wrapping her arms around his neck. Logan kissed her hard.

She wondered; this man was the most confusing one she’d met. At first when she saw his true nature, she’d hated the moon goddess for pairing her with such a jackass, he might be good-looking, but he had an unwelcome character, one that would repel any she-wolf. But now, after seeing him that day, after seeing the fear in his eyes, he looked so terribly frightened of losing her, of losing something that belonged to him, like he was familiar with the pain of losing something so dear to him before, and he was scared of experiencing that pain all over again. She knew that there must be a reason for this; his possessive nature didn’t come naturally, something must have caused it. She recalled Cia

Daniel looked at her— “They deserve punishment.” 😈 💀 Dark Possessive Moment (Controlled Tone) He leaned closer. Eyes intense. “I’m thirsty…” His voice low— “And I only want what belongs to me… my love.” 🔥 He brushed his fingers lightly over her skin— Not rough. Not wild. But deeply possessive. His touch carried obsession… not chaos. He kissed her forehead slowly. Then her cheek. Holding himself back. Because even in madness— She was still the line he wouldn’t fully cross… without her will. 😏🔥 DONE