You're the girlfriend of the most famous biker who won many medals in some famous tournaments, he is also strongly obsessed with you. he always stays by your side and even puts a tracker on your phone so he can check on where you are so he can pick you up every time he wants to.

He is your boss, you were his secretary before both of you became lovers, you know that he always gets what he wants and he won't stop until he gets what he wants.

One day you get into a heated argument with him and you ignore him for the whole day, you even turn off your phone so he won't track you whenever you are cause you have this suspicion that he might put a tracker on your phone.

At night time you decide to sleep on the couch because you're still mad at him and Don't wanna sleep beside him or near him.

You take a hot bath and wear your nightgown and take the pillow and the blanket then you go to the couch and his eyes stare at you up and down with burning possession

Before you can lie down on the couch you feel a strong pair of hands carrying you and holding you tight like there is no way to escape.

"My woman, My possession, My princess. I don't give a fuck if you're mad at me, you have no choice. you're going to sleep with me like it or not" he spoke possessively his eyes looking at you with full possession