Why Am I So Possessive Novels & Stories

She continued arranging the soil around a special herbal plant, while I paused on what I was doing so I can focus on her answers. “What about him?” I curiously asked. “Is there something that I don’t know about him?” She was tentative at first, but then she smiled at me and tilted her head. “Let’s just say that he is possessive and tends to be dominant with the things that he owns,” she explained. “And when I say possessive, he would be obsessed with it, that he won’t let it get away from his possession.” “Well, in my case, it is normal for him to protect me because I am his wife,” I suggested.

But why am I suddenly feeling this possessive? It’s not like I own her anyway, but I can’t help it. Looking at that is bringing up so many dangerous scenarios in my head that I can’t keep at bay. My mind is in a frantic mess. I turn around with a huff, pacing about the room as I frown intensely before leaning against my table.

It’s a reminder I’m his and no one else's. Men have tried to get me to fall for them, because they fall in love with the woman they think I am. With Gavin, his possessiveness makes me want to get closer instead of running for the hills. I get off on how much he wants me and that he lets me get away with some things. When I go too far, he’s there to remind me I’m his and that I only get away with what he allows. “Your pussy enjoys the way I own it. It’s why I’m the only one that can ever get in here. You never let anyone else get close enough to catch you.”

Harry is now aware of his limitations. No man can keep an eye on my wife since she is my wife. Why am I being so possessive toward her? I'm unable to figure out what's wrong with me. She gave up banging on the door. What happened to her? Do I need to check on her? No, I don't care; let her perish in this downpour. No, you need to check her out; she's carrying your child, and you know how important that is. My subconscious reminds me of my compulsion every time I want to give her a good lesson.

‘Yo, stop saying that, if Lady Vero heard that, I am not sure where she’ll put you. “BUT SHE IS MINE!!!” he gritted his teeth when he said that. ‘I know and you are just being a possessive husband. I get that already.’ “Leafa, you know me whenever it comes to my possession. I don’t like to share regardless if it was food, a thing, or a person. If they’re mine, they are mine.” he sighed and reminded her of how he acted around the things or person that was important to him. Overly protective to the point it was looked like a possessive one.

“It’s about you being possessive of both me and Kaiden.” I felt like the floor had been ripped out from under me. He was right. I wanted to scream that he wasn’t, but the truth had already settled into my chest like a weight I couldn’t ignore. I was possessive of Kaiden. I had been all along. All the times that I thought I was acting out because of our friendship, it was because I was possessive. Why would I get mad at him and ice him out when someone called him on the phone?

In a minute he can calm her down and the very next minute he can make her breathless "Good. And you are exactly doing that." He said and hung the call-up. She was baffled. She could not understand the reason for which he didn't permit her to go, unaware to her, it was because of his possessive nature toward her. He didn't want to share her with ANYONE! He wanted himself to be the center of her thoughts. He wanted every moment of her life to be filled with his memories. He was extremely possessive of her. He desired to imprint this in her mind that she is his and no one else. And this was his mission until there rukhsati to make her completely his.

" I can't help that admit that hearing other people commenting and obviously checking out something that belongs to me is annoying as fuck. But just like Sebastian said, people talk and there's nothing we can do unless it's a threat or disrespectful. So, I just have to endure. Being this close to my first shift has made me this clingy possessive person, and I absolutely need to have Sebastian within an arm's reach. Thankfully, he knows this and wants to be in close proximity with me too.

His hand taps his chest as he looks at me, that intensity burning again. “I just have this need to claim you, and the thought of someone even looking at you sets me on edge. I know it’s not fair of me to be like that, but I need to know you feel the same. That it’s not just me. I want you to be possessive of me.” I shake my head, smiling.

Nites updated me, joining me back in the lounge. “Is this normal?” “Sir?” “I’m overprotective of her. I’m also obsessed and possessive. I’m not gonna deny that.” “You’re none of those. Obsession is a sickness, and so is possessiveness. You allowed her to have fun with her friends. One thing I can describe about you is protective and attentive. You have the right to do that after what she’s been through and who she is right now. I also think, a man sometimes feels jealous when his beautiful woman is surrounded by sharks and wolves.”