You Belong To Me Novels & Stories

Hello 👋, my lovelies. I hope everyone is doing great. I am very sorry for not updating for over a month now. I hope you will all forgive me. A lot had happened. Before asking my editor to help me change the status of You Belong to Me, Ex-wife from complete to ongoing, I already had two books signed on the app. But I knew I could handle updating three books, my editor even asked me if I could handle it, and I told her yes.

He started laughing and I stopped, wondering what he would say next, “Ex you say, come on, you belong to me, dear wife..” “How dare you?” I was about to hit him when he said, “I guess I finally have the capacity to shake you a little.” He descended the stairs and I got filled with rage rushing to my office. How dare he call me his wife? Belong to who? He must be out of his damn mind. Vera came in, sensing my restlessness, “Did something happen?” she asked.

" Camilly , go up to your room now!" "Dad, he hit me and you're not going to do anything?" How can you let a stranger into our house and do this, what right do you have to let him hit me without doing anything? I didn't know I had such a cowardly father. — Your father no longer has power over you, remember that you belong to me and I will not accept disobedience, do as he ordered and go up. “I'll never belong to you, even if I have to end my life to do that.

I walk out of the bathroom and see Xavior on my the edge of the bed typing on his phone. He hears me and his eyes shoot up, he takes in my appearance and eyes my body up and down, I see his eyes on my legs. I feel exposed under his strong gaze. Tomorrow I need to go home." this seems to have angered him. Oh no. "You will not leave! You are mine!" he stands up and makes his way over to me. I stand my ground and muster any confidence I have left in me. "I am not your property! I belong to no one! You will take me home to tomorrow and that's final!" I take his sweat pants and shove it in his chest. He catches it, looks at the pants and then at me.

I apologize, it wasn’t as if I did anything wrong, I was only wanting to take this video because of Kate. “Okay, just this once,” She brought out her phone and I was happy that she wasn’t so mean. “But, know that Robin is mine!” She stretched the last word and I looked at her as she sent the video to me and left. I scoffed and shook my head as there is nothing special in Robin to make all these ladies go gaga for him. I looked down at the video and I was glad that I still got it. I looked around the daily bar that had become less crowded now I knew I had to leave now, whereas it was already late.

I touched it. 'This will show whole world that you will belong to me, only me' I remembered his words. "Yes I belonged to him ,only him and He belongs to me, only me!!" ************************************ How is it ?

She should be, for she has no idea how close I am to binding her to me and never letting her go. It would serve her right if I did. I should. Bind her. Knot her to me. So she can never belong to anyone else. “No one but me,” I snarl. My voice slices through the haze in my head. “Do you understand?” She nods. “Tell me.” Why is it so important that I hear her acknowledge my dominance? I am not sure. Except that possessive part of me, the one that demands her complete subjugation, wants her to say it aloud. Craves it with a fierceness I can’t fathom. But I can’t fight it either—I don’t want to fight it.

“Say you belong to me.” I turned my face away, tears streaming down my cheeks. “I can’t…” His grip tightened painfully on my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes. “Say it, or I swear I’ll tie you here until you understand.” My lips trembled, the fight draining from me. I hated him. I hated myself. I hated the part of me that still craved his touch, no matter how twisted. “I… belong to you,” I whispered brokenly. His eyes closed, relief shuddering through him. “Again.”

Emerson was obviously still bitter about what happened back then, which was why he was humiliating me like this. I spoke through gritted teeth. "Mr. Snyder, I'm not into men." Emerson raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised by my denial. He pressed his forearm against the back of my neck, keeping me from standing up. "I'm taking this one with me. You'll get that shipment as agreed." Before I could say anything, everything went black, and I lost consciousness. The last thing I heard before passing out was Emerson's amused voice. "It's fine, I just want to catch up with him."

I will, I promise, Just give me some time please," she pleaded. "I don't have time and certainly you can't pay me back even if I give you a whole year or two, but there are other ways we can go about that," he smirked. "Since you can't pay me what you owe me, I own your life, all of you," he added. Kimberly's mouth flew open in shock. "What?" "Meet me at the club in an hour, same room," he said moving away from her and fixed his dark glasses back. "And a kind reminder, don't even think of running, it will be pointless, I have eyes on Josh and your mother in the hospital, don't dare."