Why Can't It Be Mine Novels & Stories

It can’t be what I’m thinking, right? It can’t be him…

V: "Miss Shanaya, did no one tell you that no one should touch other's thing" S: "Ohh, really!!! How is it yours when I touched it first?" Slightly brushing his lips to her right ear, making her shocked, and, pretending like it was unintentional, he spoke with Authority "Miss Shanaya, you might not know me, that's why I am telling you for the first and last time. Whatever I see became mine and, I don't like sharing what's mine." Dismayed by his gestures, Shana tried to calm herself by enlightening herself he was doing all that to distract her, to make her defenceless.

And now, I can't give my mate away because of someone's tragedy. My mate got lucky to get a second chance mate in his life but if I reject him today or he rejected me, would I be able to get a mate for myself? I don't know. And that's why, I will not let anyone take him away from me. "He is my mate! He will be mine. I can share anything but not him. I want someone to call mine. No matter what, this time, I will not let Ivory take everything that is mine." I wiped the tears and stared at my reflection in the mirror.

“It's not you. It's me.” “What do you mean?” My eyes widen when I see the bulge in his pants growing bigger. My heart rate ticks up as my breathing becomes hot and heavy. When he doesn't answer my question, I ask, “Why can't I live on my own, Jay?” He repeats firmly, “You can't live alone.” “Why not?” I press. I don't know why I'm pushing him, just that it feels right to do so.

A tool. My chest aches as I climb off the bed, crossing my arms to hide my wardrobe malfunction. “You don’t see people, Adrian. You see things to own. I—” I shake my head as my voice breaks, “—am something you own. That’s why you can’t ignore me.” “I—”

I said. He turned to face me fully. He was not tall the way Kai was tall but he was present in the way that people were present when they had decided to take up the space they were standing in, and he looked at me and his jaw was set and his hands were at his sides and he said, "Why not." "Because it is not mine," I said. "I told you that. It has not changed." "It is mine if it affects me," he said. "It does not affect the movement," I said.

Today can't be the engagement. No. No. No.

i hate it the very much she hate it. My crock found its way inside her effortlessly, everything unnervingly dry. Despite her screams, I couldn't resist delving deeper, consumed by a desire to possess her entirely. In my right mind, I'd never pursue her this way, but once my body was entwined with hers, I struggled to let go. Yet, how could I explain to her that this wasn't my doing? Would she believe me or grant me a chance to clarify?

asks Esteban and the memories paralyze Sofia "You are mine, Sofia. At the time you were, before and even now, you are still mine. >> So if I must walk away so that you are not the target or protect you so that you live, I will. Because as your owner, I must make the best decision for you." "You talk like I'm an object." "No, baby. Objects are not stubborn, hurtful and stubborn." replies Esteban smiling. "We already ended our relationship. That was two years ago." replies Sofia and Esteban pulls her to his body, gluing her pelvis to his body. "So what are we now?" "Not just engaged." "But..." says Esteban smelling her hair. "But you..." "But I still own you. You are mine, Sofia and that, is i

He was gulping, repeatedly as it went up and down. " Whose is it? " He finally managed to ask. His question cut through me like a knife, but I couldn't blame him for his doubt. My silence, my actions,my inconsistency had created this mess. I took a deep breath, summoning the courage I needed but my brain failed to come up with a worthy explanation that would not sweep away all that I had worked for.How could I tell him there was no one in the whole universe, except him, who could ever touch me.