Novel & Cerita Why Am I So Possessive

Lottie implored. "He doesn't trust me. He secretly hired someone to watch over me" Ellise told her. She smiled. "Men can be possessive. I think it's part of their natural instincts to survive. I think your boyfriend didn't mean to hurt you. Maybe, he wants to keep you safe. All the same, if he's very possessive, he wouldn't let you socialize with anyone" Ellise frowned, biting her lower lip. Maybe she was right. After all he was a mafia boss.

“Is that a threat or a promise?” “Maybe a little of both.” The thought of someone else trying to take her away is something I’d never imagined. Now it's in my head. And it's making me mad. Is it jealousy? I don't know. But whoever lays a hand on my Desiree will lose the hand. “You’re the possessive type, aren’t you?” Desiree asks. “I suppose I am,” I admit. “When it comes to you, I find I don’t want to share.”

If Callie had as much as whispered my name or looked me in the eye with something more than anger and indifference, I would have run down the stairs, ordered Coraline to rot in hell, swept my wife off her feet, and carried her back to our room, where I would worship every inch of her body. Fuck it. The ache in my heart turned so heavy that I had to fist my hand over my chest as if that would reduce the palpitations I was having. What is wrong with me? Why am I spiraling over a woman? This has never, ever happened before. I've never been a slave to my emotions but with Callie, I have this dangerous possessiveness to own her. Not just in name and paper—that I already do. I want to own Her; I w

I was irritated and began to be playing with my hair the way I do sometimes. The more I thought about it, the more my stomach churned. He had said “over-possessive.” Just that term was enough to make me feel insecure. Father was mine and I was his daughter. He had the full right to come over and visit me anytime he wanted. What was the problem with Dylan? Am I the only woman in the relationship that Dylan wants to possess, to put in a cage, and to rule over? This made me feel like I was going through hell in my chest.

Her scent still drives me insane, and I know from the way I hover and do everything but mark her when we're online with Track or if one of the other men here gets too close that once she lets me inside her, I'm going to lose my damn mind. I've seen my brother over the years and have witnessed a thing or two since coming here with the other guys and their women to know that it's normal to be that way with your woman, to have a certain amount of possessiveness about you, to not want other men around your woman. But I'm afraid mine might run a bit deeper.

"The ring, the contract… it doesn’t mean I own you.” I realize he’s trying to express something deeper, something that’s tied to his need for control. The way he guards the people close to him, like precious treasures. “But I have to admit…” he continues, his voice quieter now, “I have this possessive streak. It’s like I’m wired to protect what’s mine.”

My mate locked away somewhere only I can find her for the foreseeable future. It’s a grating, unnerving sense of possessiveness that has burrowed so deep in my bone marrow that I feel like every nerve ending and insignificant cell in my body has been rewired and fine-tuned to her wellbeing. I want to scratch my eyes out. I want to scratch my family member’s eyes out for even looking at her. I want to rage and bite something. I want to bite her again. “Aris?” I close my eyes for a moment, take several deep breaths, and slowly turn to the trio waiting in the shadows for me to come back to my senses.

"You know, Tessa!" Mrs McCall snaps me from my engrossed thoughts about Jerol losing his temper because of Ellie. Don't censure my mood swings and upheavals on that whole new revelation. You understand the law of love, right? Jealousy and possessiveness go hand in hand with love. You understand that clingy sense of yearning and even demanding to be the only one your loved one cares about? Yes, that!

His sharp stare made me realize that he was indeed saying truth. "You are mine. Mine alone." Possessiveness shone in his eyes. I gulped in nervousness. Whenever I saw this type of possessiveness in him, it made me kinda excited and happy. But now, it made me uneasy, made me scared. "Brandon, this is the last time I am saying. If you ever hurt me intentionally or unintentionally due to your over possessiveness, I will be gone. I will not deal with a boyfriend who can't keep his reason and over possessiveness in check. I will not have anyone abusing me just because he is jealous." I said.

We should clearly know the difference between possessive and obsessive for this. Possessiveness is a good thing in a relationship up to a certain extent, when it goes beyond that it's just obsession. Possessiveness is showing your partner that she's yours and even jealousy is fine, it's normal. But understanding that you can't force her to do things because of that jealousy unless she wants to.. Obsession is wanting your partner to spend almost all their free time with you and getting jealous or angry if they hang out with their friends and leave you out.