Novel & Cerita Jealousy Got Me Strapped

My mind briefly wandered to inappropriate thoughts that made me giggle internally. With newfound boldness, I smiled slyly and began to strip off my white shirt. "But it is applicable to men in my ways." I tossed the shirt aside, now wearing only the black short-sleeved bodies. I reached around my neck and yanked on my bra strap till it gave way, all the while staring intently at him. I walked up to Jason, held the makeshift constraint, and straddled his stomach with my legs crossed over his. I delicately wrapped the elastic band over his wrist while he stared at me incredulously. Then I pulled it slightly, letting the rubber snap against his skin.

Because all I could feel was the burn in my chest, the sting behind my eyes, the humiliating throb between my thighs that hadn’t stopped even now. Mr. William’s smirk deepened—just a fraction—before he turned back to the woman, murmuring something that made her laugh and press closer. And I stood there—Jeremy’s arm around me, music pounding, lights flashing—feeling like I was coming apart at the seams. Jealous. Aching. And more turned on than I’d ever been in my life. “Is he stalking you?” Jeremy’s voice cut through the pounding bass, low and edged with anger. “He must be. What a creep.”

She let out a sharp cry, pushing back against my crotch. “I swear, I swear I was mad I didn’t know how to handle the news of you being engaged to Star, and I unleashed my anger on your apartment." she intoned in a breathy voice, goosebumps covering her body like a second skin. An icy claw held me by my throat, my control simmering low and thin "Jealousy.” I roared through clenched teeth, watching her body fight the uncontrollable desire that coasted through her. “You were jealous honey and jealousy doesn’t look good on you.” I continued wiping the bits of sweat on my forehead with the back of my hand.

If I didn't get a grip on myself, I would only continue to hurt myself further. So I struggled in his embrace. “Who's jealous?” I murmured, keeping my voice hushed so she wouldn't hear us. “I'm just acting so your girlfriend here would be convinced.” The smug glee in Theodore's eyes faded a bit when he heard my words. Just when I thought I had succeeded in chasing him away, he tightened his arms around me until I couldn't move. He leaned in until we were a hair breath apart. “Then you better do it properly.”

She was mine by right, by history, by everything we'd built together before I'd destroyed it. My hands clenched into tight fists, the knuckles turning white as my fingernails dug into my palms hard enough to draw blood. Small crescents of pain bloomed where my nails broke skin. I could feel one of the stitches on my ribs pop from the tension, a warm trickle of fresh blood seeping into the new bandage, but I didn't care. The jealousy was a living, breathing monster inside my chest, clawing at my lungs and squeezing my heart until I thought it might burst. It consumed every rational thought, every survival instinct, leaving only raw, primal possession in its wake.

Jealousy corroded her, contorting her features without her noticing. She marched back to her office, her teeth clenched and her nails creating creases in her palms. The mere thought of Guilherme involved with someone enraged her. She didn't know who this woman was, but when she found out, she would destroy her.

Even though I knew that doing this seemed ridiculous, there was no way that I wasn’t going to do it, not after that one word kept dancing in my head. When I finally found Fallon, I was too anxious and burst in on Tyson, Fallon, and Hindrick’s conversation, and when I saw Fallon sitting there covered in all those bandages, I felt like I had failed her. And when Hindrick’s voice popped in my head and that look of utter victory flashed on his face, I felt the worst possessiveness and jealousy I ever had in my life. Useless.

Melody's POV The acrid tone of Jewel's voice sliced through the air before I even turned around."Do not think that Jones will let this slide," she snarled through gritted teeth.Her words slid through the thronged hall like a snake's venom. I froze mid-step, my back tensing. I slowly turned around and looked at her."Oh, I'm terrified," I said in a mocking tone, creating a shiver in my spine. "What are you going to do? Sell me? Or press me into low-paid work like one of your father's servants?Her eyes turned into thin slits. "You're just jealous of me!" She took a step forward, her heels clicking hard against the marble floor. "Tell me, is it because of Jay? Is it because I stole him from you?

But the jealousy nagged, tightening my chest, though I’d never admit it. The shed was hot, smelling like wood and dust. I moved to crate forty-three, checking the label, knowing it was stuffed with drugs. My hands shook as I wrote the number, my thoughts racing. “He gave me my vineyard back just to trap me,” I fumed, remembering his cold smirk in the office when he told me I’d run it for him. I wanted to destroy the crates, to run away, but his threat to burn Valeria Vines—and me—kept me here. Fear mixed with my rage, making my stomach twist. Those women’s cries, their scared eyes, haunted me. I was trapped, just like them, and it made my anger grow stronger.

Tax snorted, finally crouching dow “Jealous is putting it mild. They’ve been sucking cock and popping out babies for months or years just to earn a scrap of blanket or an extra bite of meat. Then you roll in with your fancy Crown blood, get pumped full of premium boosters, and Reaper’s already marking you as his favorite toy. They’re pissed. Some of them have been waiting for a top stud to show them that kind of attention. Instead, the new girl gets it on day two. Watch your back. Jealous cunts bite harder than the studs sometimes.” I rubbed my face trying to shake off the dizziness Before I could respond, an alarm blared across the compound. BRRRRRRRRR! Women around the pen stirred immediat