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i fold my arms beneath my bosom. "I am mean. I am a bitch. I'm also.very.very self-centered and I'll also do anything to get what i want, i am all that, but Damon thinks I'm sweet, loving, caring and blah blah blah, I've shown him that side of me for four years, so who is he going to believe? I think the answer is pretty much clear. My dad is contesting for president and I'm sure he'll win, you think Damon will give all that up for an employee?" "He asked me to marry him" i bragged

It was just mere Busan, but it still made her so happy that her joy was radiating off her in waves. That's the thing about Mia. I didn't need to buy her castles to make her happy, all I needed was to love her and that's it. Infact, I don't doubt for a second that she would have loved me just as much if I wasn't worth millions and lived in some deadbeat room somewhere. To her, I wasn't the Kim Jeon of Kim cosmetics. The company worth billions of dollars but rather just the man she loved. It was as simple as that.

"Get him out of here!" "You are telling them to kick me out? I am not even in your house. I told you that you are mine but you refuse to believe me. Eventually, I will be the one drilling that pussy when they are not present. I own you and you will never be able to get away from me!!"

“A billionaire’s party. Might just suit your taste for high class.” Mia gasped dramatically. “You mean the Dela Quins? Owned by Darien Quin himself?” “The very one,” Irene confirmed. Zee’s heart skipped a beat. She’d seen Darien Quin’s name on every magazine cover, every news channel. The kind of man who could buy a company before breakfast. “Well…” she began slowly, trying to play it cool. “I suppose we deserve a little night out.” --- Evening – Dela Quins Hotel

-I know, but I can't risk them taking you from me. -You're crazy, I yell at him. -I helped you because that's what I would have done for anyone. I'm not yours. -You are mine, and you will stay here. Because that's what I want,he yells at me angrily.

Dexie said it coldly. "Taken? These things originally belonged to me, Dexie, don't forget your identity! However, you were right about one thing. Everything you own, I will ruthlessly take it all from you." Paloma's smile was filled with satisfaction. As she said this, the doors of the private room opened. A dubious-looking employee entered.

A smile that belonged entirely to me. “I’ll keep all of you,” I said calmly. A beat of silence. Confusion. Shock. Then I raised my glass slightly. “But none of you get to own me.” I tilted my head. “I decide what I want. When I want it. And who I want it from.” The End

Giit nito at saka binitbit ang kanyang bag na siyang sinundan ko. “Sigurado ka bang ikaw nalang ang bibili? Nandito naman sa akin ang credit card ko eh.” Giit ko nang makahabol na ako rito. “Ako naman ang gagastos, para patas.” Sagot nito at saka ngumiti sa akin. Okay…

“It is mine right now. Belongs to me. I own it.” I lifted almost all off, letting the head slip free. The sensation of emptiness was sharp, sudden, and I dropped back down hard. “And I’m going to use it. I’m going to wreck it.”

"I won't do it. I won't be your plaything." "Plaything?" He laughed, but there was no humor in it. "You think I want to touch you? You think I want to soil my hands on a slave?" "Then why—" "Because you belong to me now." His eyes bore into mine. "Everything you are, everything you have, everything you will ever be—it's mine. I bought you. I own you. And I can do whatever I want with you." I felt the tears spilling over, hot and shameful against my cheeks. "Please," I whispered. "Please just let me go."