Once You're Mine (Possessing Her)

by Morgan Bridges

“I already told you. I’m going to get what I want, one way or another. With that money in your account, I’m well on my way. Now, let’s discuss the events of June 24th.”

bites finger

MY HEART POUNDS SO FURIOUSLY WITHIN MY RIB CAGE THAT I wonder if I’m about to have a panic attack. It wouldn’t be the first time.

Hayden’s features remain stoic, his expression one of mild interest. If not for the glint in his blue eyes, I’d think we were discussing the weather.

meowwww

“I felt sick, and I passed out.”

For someone who wants information, he certainly doesn’t show his eagerness.

He tilts his head. “Why do you think that happened?”

“I forgot to eat, and my blood sugar dropped. When I regained consciousness, I called my father.”

oh no :(

The only medication I took was something to get rid of a headache. You know, generic and over the counter.”

Technically, that’s true. But that wasn’t the real drug. Or at least, the effects were not that of a simple pain reliever. They were much worse.

what??

“I’m sorry for your loss, Callie. Not just your father, but for everything that could’ve been.” “Thank you.”

oh he’s sick 😭 knowing he killed him

His unexpected but genuine sympathy causes a small burst of warmth in my chest. Why am I affected by the words of a man I’m actively trying to dislike?

cs he’s so 🎀😣

My body’s reaction to him would say otherwise; it more than likes him. I throw up mental shields when my mind begins to conjure the image of me touching myself with his name on my lips. It was the best orgasm of my life.

oh my gosh 😭 prob his too

I promised myself that I’d only fantasize about him was due to the fact that he’s treated me like his little sister.

oh no you’ve got it alll wrong

but I have yet to see him look at me with desire like he did when we first met.

😩

There are times when I wonder if I made up the entire thing and projected my attraction onto him.

no girl 😭😭😭😭 u saw correctly

His lips thin with displeasure. “I want to know everything about you, Callie. No matter how insignificant you think something is, chances are it’s meaningful to me.”

“Why? This is supposed to be about my father, not me.”

“It’s all con...

good save

I frown, unable to conceal my skepticism. This man is digging into every aspect of my life, and I don’t believe all of it will help him understand my father’s case.

smart

There’s a hunger in Hayden’s eyes that is deeper, fiercer than what he gives voice to.

Unfortunately, so is my need to keep this inf...

“If I give you the name of the location, can I leave with the money and your promise to...

Hayden watches me, remaining perfectly still. In those seconds, I nearly fracture under his intense stare. My pulse ratchets up, the speed so swift that I place a hand on my br...

His gaze zips to my chest. And lingers. It sweeps over me like a phantom caress.

DUDE 😩😩

Despite the ugliness of the topic, my skin breaks into a flush with his eyes on me. How can I be aroused and on the cusp of a panic attack simultaneously? Hayden not only perplexes me, but he’s confused my body as well.

😭😭😭

“I can’t agree to that,” he says. “I need to know everything.”

Hayden narrows his gaze, and I flinch. “Tell me about the bruises,” he says. “I’m assuming your father took the picture as evidence, then covered up the details of your attack for political reasons, but that doesn’t tell me what I want to know.”

He leans forward, and his gaze narrows. “Who hurt you?”

FUCKKK 😩😩😩😩😩🎀🎀🎀

I squeeze my eyes shut and take deep breaths to keep from hyperventilating, but it’s no use. “I can’t do this.”

“I have to know,” Hayden says, his tone more forceful. “Who put their fucking hands on you? I want a name.”

AHHHH 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩🎀🎀💦 a man.

My eyes fly open at the unadulterated anger in his voice. For the first time in this interrogation, Hayden’s showing emotion. And it’s strong.

😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫

His gaze bores into mine, the blue glittering with malice and his body taut with tension lining every muscle.

I get to my feet despite my shaking legs. Shame heats my skin and pricks my eyes with tears, and I blink furiously to keep them from falling. “Take your money and leave me alone.”

CALISTA. 😠

“Who are you trying to protect?” he asks. He stands and plants his hands on the desk, leaning toward me. “Is it your father or yourself?”

he cares so much oh my gosh

His intention to uncover the events in my past is like a disease, and he won’t stop until he’s infected the healthy parts of me. And worsened the parts that are still sick.

😣😣 stop this rn

“Calista, wait.”

STOP IT ☹️

His voice and the use of my name have me walking faster.

Hayden’s palms slam against the door, his hands flat on either side of my head. I freeze, my entire body stiffening with fear. And awareness. The scent of him fills my nose. The warmth of him seeps into my skin.

oh my gosh

The feel of him pressed against my back has me longing for more.

😩

I blink up at the man after he spins me to face him.

Hayden wraps one arm around my back and bends his legs in order to hook his other arm underneath my knees. From one second to the next, I’m in his arms. I stare up at him as he walks across the room to his desk and settles us in the chair with me on his lap. This proximity makes my fight to breathe that much harder.

😩😩😩😩😩😩🎀

“Look at me, Callie.”

“That’s it. Concentrate on me,” he says. “You are safe. Nothing will hurt you.”

☹️☹️☹️☹️😫🥹 he’s literally so bf

“I’ve got you, Callie. You’re safe with me. I’ll never let anything hurt you. Anyone who tries will suffer. Now, breathe in and out slowly through your mouth.”

When he runs his thumb over the seam of my lips, I inhale. The breath sweeps past his finger and into my lungs. Into my soul.

Time holds no meaning as Hayden reassures me again and again, guiding my breathing with...

his office is nothing more than a fleeting thought compared to the man ho...

He is the only thing in my worl...

🥹

“You’re safe,” Hayden says, sweeping his thumb over my cheek. “I’ve got you.”

I lift my arm to brush his jaw with my fingertips, ignoring their trembling. Is it with trepidation… or from the pleasure of touching him?