Arrans Obsession นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Adrian stared at it for a long time before finally picking up his fork. Evan watched him quietly, sipping his wine. They ate in near silence, only the clink of silverware filling the air. When Adrian finally set his fork down, Evan leaned forward slightly. “Did you miss me?” The question was soft, but it sliced through Adrian like a knife. He opened his mouth to say no, but the word caught in his throat. The hesitation was enough. Evan’s eyes gleamed. “You did.” Adrian shoved back from the table, his chair scraping loudly. “This isn’t normal! This—this obsession, this invasion—you’re destroying me, Evan.”

The hard lines of his face softened as Rosario chattered about his dream—something about dragons and gelato—and Alessandro listened with a patience I’d never seen. It was… disarming. And dangerous. I pulled the sheet tighter over my chest, needing a barrier, however flimsy, between me and the man who could dismantle me with a glance. He met my eyes over Rosario’s head, his expression dark and simmering. A silent reminder of the night, of the promise he’d murmured before Rio ran in. ‘Next time, I will not be interrupted.’ My pulse tripped, a betraying rhythm. Because the worst part wasn’t the threat.

She went all in. It was bold and dangerous. And the second she walked out with her friend, I felt the weight shift in the room. Every set of eyes burned with envy, with suspicion, with malice. My crew felt it too. “You sure about this, boss?” Dante asked, twirling the ring on his finger. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, grinning like he knew the chaos that was about to come. “Because that looked permanent.” “Permanent?” I scoffed, leaning back. “Don’t overthink it. I just need to shut some pussy up. That’s all.”

Just then, her minion grabbed Kayla from my side and held her strongly in place, I watched Kayla struggle to get out of the grips but they wouldn't let go. “If you don't follow us, your nerdy friend would suffer for it,” Jasmine muttere

That terrifying look he had in his eyes. My chest tightened. “Antonio is obsessive,” Andressa said. “Violently obsessive.” A slow smile curved her lips. “And don’t get me wrong,” she added. “That’s exactly how I like my men.” Something about the way she said it made my skin crawl. “But you?” she continued, looking me over slowly. “You look like you’d break in an instant.” I swallowed hard. “You can’t handle what he is.” I turned away from her before she could see the uncertainty flickering across my face. Suddenly the classroom felt extremely small. I needed to breathe.

She sat close to Alistair, her hand occasionally finding his under the table, a silent seeking of the connection forged in the oil. Alistair himself felt unmoored. The doctor who lived in his head had been submerged, replaced by a creature of sensation. He had tasted surrender, both given and received. The collar around his neck felt less like an accessory and more like a true marker, a signifier of a choice he had irrevocably made. Marcus observed them all, his artist’s soul feasting on the subtle shifts in their postures, the new shadows in their eyes. He had been a participant, but also a documentarian, and he was eager for the next chapter.

I'd grown up figuring things out as I went, alone, with nobody to show me how any of this worked. He looked at me then, mildly amused. *"Is that so?"* he said. *"My ring costs more than you want to know. You can write me a check whenever you feel like it."* My brain short-circuited. Diana choked beside me. I'd officially played myself. *"Okay,"* I mumbled, barely audible. *"I will."* I prayed he didn't hear the way my voice cracked. --- **Ethan's POV** Shopping for women's clothing was a headache.

Any annoyance I had once felt for Callum had been totally replaced with lust. Attraction. He had acknowledged his act, kept it up for others, but only I knew his secret. His true self. He had given everything up for me. He had bent his whole life backwards for me. I dare say he was obsessed with his little slut. And that obsession was mutual. I could not get enough of him. He was the best, dirtiest, most sexy boyfriend I could ever ask for. My lust for him had been well founded and it was paying off in spades.

Let alone being tempted, Leon even felt disgusted and didn't want to touch Lesel forever! "You have to fulfill your duty properly or... that antidote won't arrive on time!" Lesel threatened. Leon only stared at her sharply, his jaw clenched. "How dare a little girl like you play with me. Remember, Lesel! You won't get away with it from me!" "Oh, clearly, Leon! That's what I want. You understand? I will stick with you forever! Haha!" *** Back at Rossie Mansion, the medical team continued to work hard to treat Arren. The results of the initial tests indicated that Arren's condition was highly complex and difficult to identify. As time passed, it became increasingly clear that Arren was facing

immediately the order was given Maverick obeyed and stopped the car. Jeremy came out of the car and walked to the poster. The picture on the poster sent a shiver down his spine. For the first time Jeremy was scared. He felt an emptiness in his heart as it began to reach,his wolf began to bang the gate of his humanity. Jeremy wasn’t ready to lose himself to his beat. Jeremy holds himself back from unleashing his beast. In the poster was a picture of Lena and Mason.Jeremy stared at it for a while before he saw the cash reward for anyone who found them.