A Dangerous Obsession Movie Novels & Stories

He yanked me back and held me against his bike, his torso pressing against my chest, the soft hum of the bike vibrating against my thigh as the wind hit me softly, sending chills which contrasted with the anger brewing in me. “Because, Jordan,” he drawled teasingly, like he was enjoying the game he created. “You still don't get it, do you? You don't get the fact that you're in LEA, and moving about freely on those pretty legs of yours is dangerous, Firefox. You think smiling and laughing with everyone is safe? Fuck that, Jordan,” he spat non-stop. “No one here is nice. No one likes you. Everyone has skulls in their fucking cupboard and is a wolf in sheep's clothing. Don't fall for them, Prin

I knew they were involved in dangerous work, but seeing it up close is different. There’s something unsettling about how naturally they handle the firearms, their expressions unreadable as they pack them into duffel bags. My stomach twists, not from distrust, but because I do trust them. I just wish they trusted me enough to explain what’s really happening. Lying by omission is still lying. “Alright, let’s go,” Logan announces, sliding into the driver’s seat. No hesitation. No debate. Just pure command. Drew nudges me forward. I climb into the back beside him. He drapes an arm around my shoulders as I settle in, my legs pressed against Killian’s on the other side. It’s a tight fit, but we ma

After some time of laughing, we ended it with a sigh and looked at Marcus who only shook his head. "Do you girls want to go to the movies some time? Did you know that the movie, 'His Obsession' is out already? The one written by this awesome author, 'Gift Odulesi'." Marcus informed us with a broad smile. "Really?!" Sheryl and I squealed. "Wow, that's so cool! The 'His Obsession' that the main characters are Eve Netherland and Justin Carter? I really loved that book and I'll love to watch the movie." My lips curved into a smile.

He does scare me but I refuse to show my fear. “And what if that obsession of yours will fade?” I contended, rage illuminating my entire being like a bright white light. I know how obsession works very well, but once that phase will be over. Then, I’m good as nothing but a toy he’s done playing with. And what next? He’ll discard me like I didn’t even exist in the first place. Obsession is a dangerous thing. It can make a person do anything, and by “anything,” I mean the most unbelievable of behaviors.

Why did he bother to host that ball in the first place if he wasn’t going to play by the rules? I was supposed to be bearing cubs right now, but that man, not even the slightest brush I got from him. I let out a sigh and shifted my position on the sofa. I grabbed the remote control for the television and navigated to N*****x to hunt for a movie to watch. I finally found a movie called “Obsession.” The movie is… Well, my kind of movie. Well, if my father-in-law was Dark, I could have fucked him too. I don’t blame Anna. Dark is… Well, Dark is Dark just like his name. The problem is that he only wants to be with Kate, not me. I don’t care how well he tries to hide his feelings. I can see that h

The movie began and I was deafened by a piano tune that accompanied crashing waves. After turning down the volume, I took a sip of my drink. The gin was sharp on my tongue, a delicious bitter assault on my tastebuds. I was all about my senses tonight. I was hoping Jared – I knew his name now, it was written in bold letters across the top of the box: ‘starring Jared Letterman’– would give me a little bit of the experience that naked pool lady had enjoyed. The movie started, a set-up about a rich but bored woman with a movie-executive husband. Jared – in the movie he’s known as Dirk – turned up for an audition at her lavish Hollywood home only to find the husband out at work.

“Maybe.” The cab door closes, eyes slipping shut almost immediately. Sleep sounds like the only thing that might help. Maybe enough sleep will turn this into a bad dream, one where no job was lost and no new apartment is needed. Ending up back at my mom’s place feels too real, too much like failure. Maybe Diablo is not real either. Maybe none of this happened. Saying his name in my head makes my body react every time, heat spreading fast and unwanted. Obsession is exhausting, especially when the person at the center of it is dangerous. Not someone safe. Not someone sensible.

I was no longer just his possession. I was becoming his obsession. And in the dangerous world of the mafia, obsessions like this… never ended quietly.

It’s just a small wedding and the only people that will be there is my parents and Tristian family. I want to see him before the wedding and I also miss him so badly. I have never miss anyone in my life. He’s the first and that makes the obsession I have towards him deadly. I know that obsessions are not healthy, but with Tristian, it’s more than that. What I feel for him is more than unhealthy.

the madness for his belonging was clearly seen in his eyes, which intensified her fear because he was sounding like that deadly obsessor, who could destroy anyone or anything just to have his claim over his obsession. He could kill anyone for his obsession. Anisia looked away from him because his mere gaze felt too intimidating to her, especially when she was being so close to him. It made her get that irrational thought inside her mind like he was talking about her, but this was impossible. They both were completely strangers to each other. They both knew nothing about each other, except for their names, and it should stay like this…. right? Anisia roamed her eyes around her surroundings wh