You Own My All Novels & Stories

My lawyer darted me an inquisitive look and I shook my head in negation. No, I didn't want to sue them. Hell, I had no time for that. From now on, the only time I had was to be spend on my family and work. Not trying to win a pointless lawsuit. “When will my properties be given back to me?” I asked. “Now, sir,” He said. “Your properties belong to you again.” “Good, is that all?” “Yes, sir.” Standing up, I announced. “I'm taking my leave then and I hope we never have to meet in future.”

I screamed as I trashed my dressing table. Theodore De’Leon is mine and if Dad won’t do anything about it then I would.

"From now on, Ariella Costa, you are mine to use. Mine to play with. Mine to do with as I please." The words hit me like a heart attack. "Your body belongs to me. Your mind belongs to me. Your soul belongs to me." He smirks, his dark eyes locking onto mine. "I own you."

“You’re listening to me.” “Yeah, it took me a bit. Will you listen to me now? I know what’s best for you. You’ve already agreed to it on paper. This here is just you being hysterical.” “I can’t believe you said that. I’m no such thing. You’re just trying to trigger me by using a word like that.” “Love you’re mine and that’s something no one can dispute. I own every last inch of you no matter what your name is.” “I beg to differ.”

She gasped. “Say who owns this pussy.” “You,” she moaned. “You, Daddy. Only you.” “Louder.” “YOU, DADDY—FUCK—it’s yours—it’s all yours—I’m yours—”

“What do you mean that I own it?” Alex straightened his posture and met my gaze with a calm steady stare. “You heard me. Everything Liam has been showing off belongs to you. Everything: the cars, the estate.” For an extended period I simply gazed at him my mind racing unable to comprehend the gravity of what he had just said. I own it but how? How could I possibly own everything that Liam had been flaunting? It was nonsensical. It was illogical. Alex's eyes however never left mine as though he were speaking the truth to me without a shadow of doubt. My throat was dry as I swallowed forcefully. “But…how do I actually own it? How is that possible?”

“I missed this.” When I opened my eyes, Matt was staring at me with a grin. I could tell my reaction was truly amusing for him. “I am sorry, you were asking me something.” I covered my mouth while chewing on the rest of the bite. “I need you to help me organize stuff.” He said and waved his hands in the air. “I trust only you with my aunt’s belongings and there is a lot in the room I haven’t touched yet.” “Why me?” I raised my brows, but I felt happy from his decision.

Played me like a fucking piano. The day I found out about Regina and Caleb, he wasn't guilty and he even said it to my face that I belonged to him. That no matter how hard I try to forget him or tell myself he doesn't own me, I'm still gonna find myself thinking about him. " I own you, Lauren. Every part of you. And I'll break you and pick you up later when I feel like it." He'd said. Dude's got fucking balls.

Chapter-01 "Who owns my heart? Is it love? Or is it art? Cause the way you got your body movin's Got me confused I can't tell if it's the beat or sparks Who owns my heart? Is it love? Or is it art? Y-Y-Y-You know I wanna believe That we're a masterpiece But sometimes it's hard to tell in the dark Who owns my heart?"

he pull out a chair for me to sit in before going over to take his " I have offended you greatly and I am so sorry I never, never wanted to - " " you never offended me okay ... you, No! let me talk first. " I cut him off when he tries to speak. " you made your own decision and I have no right whatsoever to be angry at you. you own your life, you are a man, you are rich and everything so what right do I have. I am just a friend and I have no right to be angry at you or anything so therefore do not be sorry "