You Own My All Manhua Novels & Stories

Her eyes bulged at my words and the distance a shriek could be heard. "What is that?" She asked as she stepped closer. I smiled down at her, those pretty eyes glazed with fear. "Sisters of my kind, we call them the Mannas." A shriek was heard in the distance again, "they don't sound like you." Her eyes were cast to the direction of the sound, "they are not. They are a different beast entirely." Her eyes peeled back to me, "is that what you are calling yourself now?" I felt the corners of my mouth lift into a smile, "it's what the ladies call me, at least." She scoffed and rolled her eyes.

Frankly, I knew what was inside without opening it. It was not a ring, but an ugly little good luck charm. He had woven it for me with his own hands. He had spent so long on it, and when I mocked him, he only laughed along. I found a corner and examined that good luck charm from every angle. It was pretty good. I started typing a message to him. [After I finish this cigarette, we'll start our new life. A new life with you in it.] Before I could send it, someone bumped into my shoulder, and my phone went flying. I turned around to see a very familiar face. He did not say anything, just stared at me with a grin.

“Or was it-“ sometimes I thought the worst of people because I was the worst sort of man. “I transferred it straight into her account.” I sigh rippled through my chest. So it was money then. Maybe sometimes I misjudged people but most of the time they were after exactly what I thought. “She can’t keep showing up , especially not when I get Alessia there.” “I know. I’ll sort it out, boss. You have my word.” “Good, now I’m going to go. There’s a sauna in the spa that is calling my name.” Josh’s silence filled the room for a second. “Headache?” He asked quietly.

he ordered. I turned slow, keeping my hands where he could see them, my expression blank. I didn’t recognize him. His face was sharp, well-groomed, like he actually gave a shit about his appearance. Not some low-level grunt. He had presence, and he knew it. But I had never seen him before. As if he could read my thoughts, he smirked. “Anton Vasilyev,” he said. “Owner of La Paloma.” La Paloma. So this was the guy running the show here. The guy who had been hiding Aisha.

He replied to her. “You booked the whole store? That seems unnecessary. I don’t mind shopping with other people present.” I said to him, and the woman replied to me instead. “Oh, it’s not for you. Boss man just doesn’t like other people around when he goes shopping. My name is Marina. Welcome to my shop.”

The slap seemed to have reset his brain, I think. "I'm impressed by your actions Vanessa" he said calmly. He sat down properly, facing the windscreen as he was about to say something to me. "You might not have anything to offer me. But it's fine, since I already own you. I've always owned you, Vanessa. Your body, your soul and everything about you is mine now" Manuel recited. I could feel the excitement in his voice when he said those words. "You don't own me, you never will '' I retorted sharply at him.

Only Hai Mingyue understood Long Chen’s nature and wasn’t too surprised by what she saw now; she knew that Long Chen wouldn’t abandon someone he cared about for temporary gain. “You still have two? But isn’t it…” “Hey, I got one half-ripe fruit out of the five. You ate one, I ate one, and these two are the ones I got last when I was about to leave.” Long Chen explained while pinching Mu Huanhuan’s nose. “Ugh! You’re really mean.” Mu Huanhuan said, thinking about how the master of the Hell Sect had only gotten a half-ripe fruit from Long Chen, even though he had bought it at a high price from Long Chen.

so that I can give my kid the title to all of my possessions. While I don't consider myself an ordinary person, I am also not an extraterrestrial. I am more than just the business and property's owner. I am also not just any wealthy individual. I manage a Mafia that is well-known throughout the world, yet I do not consider myself their superiors.

This woman is mine. And I've claimed what's mine. The End.