What’s Mine Is Hers Novels & Stories

Her curves were so accentuated and the top of her joggers had perfectly shaped her body. He was able to notice her intricate details, how her chin was shaped perfectly and also how her eyes were blue. She was beautiful. He closed his eyes for a moment while drawing in his breath. This was his employee. A quick reminder sank into him, he had to keep this job no matter what it took. This was his saving grace. Drooling over his boss’s body was definitely not part of his job description. Kesa wore a joggers set she had gotten off Fenty. This was her favorite pair. She loved the tank top most especially because it held her body and made her feel more confident. The color alone took her attention

She’s done what the rest of us would be way too scared to do. And she is mine. I am hers. My mate. So perfect.

She literally hates my guts. The door opens and a man walks in, holding the door for Josephine to walk in. She walks in and a chair was placed in front of me for her to sit on. “You know I didn’t have a grudge against you initially. You were an ordinary wedding planner. But what did you do?. You just had to steal my man.”She stated. “You know, I really hate when people test my patience and when people steal what rightfully belong to me. I don’t want to waste your time, just know that am going to make you go through a painful and slow death.” She said.

"Not without getting what's mine " "She is not yours !" "She will be" "Leave!" "Mark my words. SHE WILL BE MINE!"

She was so touched, tears filled her eyes as she admired the promise ring "I dont know what to say" "You don't have to say anything" he intertwined his fingers with hers, showing her his promise ring "Just be mine" She nodded, hugging him and the sweet smell of strawberry filled his nostrils. The blond hippie tried to get Emilys attention but Charles pushed him away. That day, unknown to her Emily made a promise. The words 'mine' means to belong to someone and not to be shared with anyone else. He refused to share her with her friends, family or anyone else for that matter.

’ ‘I’m not yours! ‘Oh, but you are.’ There is no trace of lark in my tone when I claim her. ‘Get out of my head. You sick fuck.’ She goes for another thing. Probably realizing she wasn’t about to win that first argument with me. I’ll be very happy to show her just how much she is mine. How she is undoubtedly and completely mine. I don’t mind breaking the rules for her. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do on this earth to make her mine.

She clasped her hands in excitement at the sight of food from Mama Lucia, it was a good way to ease her of her emotional stress. She hadn’t been there in almost a month for a number of reasons and she missed the taste of her food. Mama Lucia was the first place Aiden kissed her and she hadn’t felt the same since then. Her feelings for him had heightened and although he was a few feet away from her, she could feel the hairs on her nape stand. It was at Mama Lucia’s that she questioned if she could obey the rules of the contract, if they could act like husband and wife without her catching feelings and becoming obsessive.

Mount on her until she could no longer yearn other men. She was mine to have. Mine to claim. Mine to mark. My mate. My possession. MINE!!

Therefore, the objections of others were temporary. Seeing that Hailey still couldn’t understand, Travis said again, “Grandma claims she is not a stingy person. Therefore, she gave you a necklace. I am not a stingy person either, so I gave you this house. Its value is approximately as high as the necklace Grandma gave you.” After hearing that, Hailey was speechless. “Is that necklace as expensive as this house?” She could hardly believe what she had heard. Although that wasn’t the focus here, Travis still patiently said, “Yes.”

"She wants to be yours again. Don't hesitate. Claim her." I just sighed and rested my lips on her skin. "You're mine. No matter what happens, you're mine."