#possessive

My tablecloth was missing in action and long, jagged scratches covered the table's surface.The scratches looked suspiciously like letters. I climbed on a chair and looked at it from above. MINE. Oh, that's great. Fantastic. So mature. Perhaps he would pull my pigtails next or stick a tack on my seat. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

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#possessive-hero #maturity

Like it or not, your business became mine the minute you let me inside your body. ↗

— Suzanne Wright

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#hot #possessive-hero #business

Boyfriend?” He was smiling slightly. Karl rolled his eyes. “Not if you’re going to be like that about it.” “What, happy?” Aiden teased. “You supposed to want your boyfriend to be happy, you know.” “I want you to be happy,” Karl muttered. “I just don’t want you to be a smug little bastard about it. ↗

— Jane Davitt

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#romantic-comedy #change