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Kendell Marano Parker.

- What's wrong with Liam? - I question and he stares at me.

My heart is a thousand, my belly was cold, and I'm still fucking angry.

- Because you're mine. - he says and that wasn't exactly the answer I was expecting.

I don't know why the hell I like to hear him saying I'm his, he creates some grumps out of my mind.

But I'm not! And it upsets me that he is possessive with me, since he is not.

- I'm not yours! - I make it clear and he stares at me. - You're Alicia's and I'm nobody's. - I say.

- Ali... - I don't even want to hear it.

- If you want, you can go. - I mean, while I lie down on the bed, turning my face to any other point.

It didn't take a second and I heard the door slamming.

That's what I said, really go.

What's his problem?

He uses me... in fact I like it too, when he owns my body the way he does. But I'm not given.

He won't go and can't have me when he realises it well and then stay with his chic people.