Novel & Cerita She’s Mine

She had made a couple of bills, it wasn’t much but it was better than nothing. “Please let me go on stage tonight, I have bills piled on my table. I need to pay up” She hated that she had to beg him but that was the only way she was going to survive. She didn’t like the smell of cigarettes or the breath of men that reeked of alcohol but she had learnt to ignore it. “Jean” She hated how he pronounced her name, he made it sound like Jon. She looked up to him, her eyes watery from the heavy makeup.

Did she love him? Is she fucking someone else? That thought of that last one made me see red. I will not spare her if she dares to cheat on me. She is mine and mine alone. Nobody dares to touch what is mine especially when I'm still playing with it. She shall never belong to another for as long as I live. Even if I die before her which I know would never happen, my ghost would still haunt her to insanity and then death. What's mine is mine and that's final.

“You’re officially mine.” It hit me like a punch. I looked at her, my voice barely a whisper: “You… you’re insane.” She smiled. A dangerous, beautiful and terrifying smile. “And you love it,” she said. I was trapped completely. “You’re officially mine,” Eve whispered again, just to make sure I understood.

"You — please — I belong to you—" "And will you let anyone else touch you?" "No." She shook her head desperately. "No, Damien. Never. I won't — I promise — please—" "Who," he said softly, his lips brushing her jaw, "is the only one who gets to have you?" "You." The word came out like a prayer. "Only you. You and no one else — Damien—" The vibrator roared back to life. His fingers began to move. Hard. Deep. Relentless. His pace climbed and she stopped forming words entirely — there was nothing left but sensation and his name and the headboard rattling above her and the coil inside her pulling so tight she couldn't breathe—

The only thing I could do was to step back slowly. Whoever that was behind me seemed to have read my mind. They matched my pace and kept a fair distance from me. Step by step, I retreated until I reached a cliff. When I finally turned around, I saw a girl. Half of her face was disfigured, and the white dress she wore was stained with blood. She marched toward me and let out a quiet laugh. Her voice was extremely soft, but it pierced my ears like needles. I instinctively reached up to touch my ears—only to find that it was covered in blood.

And so, I made it my mission to uncover the secrets hidden behind those mesmerizing eyes, determined to unravel the enigma that was her. The moment we kissed, she became mine. She is mine; she is just mine and no one else's. I have decided I will make her mine. She is mine to adore , mine to touch, and mine to do anything with. I will steal her and hide her from this world's eyes. I will cherish her and protect her from any harm that may come her way. She will be my everything, and I will stop at nothing to ensure her happiness. With her by my side, I feel complete and unstoppable. She is mine, and I will never let her go. When I brought her to my hotel, I wanted to spend more time with her;

For now. “Joker... What exactly do you think I am to you?” Her voice cuts through the silence, sharp yet hesitant, as if she’s afraid of the answer. The question sends a jolt of amusement through me, and I can’t help but laugh. It’s so simple, so obvious. How can she not see? “You. Are. Mine.” My words spill out like a fact etched in stone, unshakable. Of course, she’s mine. She has to be. She belongs to me in the way the night belongs to darkness, the way chaos belongs to madness.

The scent was the same. Mine. Always mine. “This is to show everyone that you are mine. You always have been. You always will be.” Mael growled inside me. “She's still ours.” And she can fight that.

She yells the word mine she’s trying to make a claim. I roll my eyes “I really don’t give a shit I intend to reject him any ways but I promise you don’t try to intimidate me I can change my mind and mate with him I suggest you watch it” I growl She scoffs “Try he would never touch or mate with you I suggest you watch your back I’m coming for what’s my mine taking back My man and Luna he will never make you his Luna and you will never mate with him he don’t want you”

Starting at forever and Ending at Never . She is My beginning and She is my end too . . Playing Game of chasing , hiding behind the pillar of questions are not my types . . She can ran away from me and bump into someone else too But What's Mine , is mine and She is mine . . But no one can come in between us . She is my wife , taken by Me and I have all rights reserved On her . . I crave the calmness she give to my soul . . I'm the only one who knew that how I lived this two months without her . .