Novel & Cerita Axel's Obsession

I walked to the casket of both my mother and Caramel, letting out all the words that I needed to let out. "Don't worry, everything will be fine." Someone said, patting my back from behind. I didn't bother to further know who the person was when I looked at the person but only nodded and moved away, returning to my seat. Justin, how could you?! I shook my head, still finding it difficult to believe that Justin could murder my loved ones just so he could have me. What sort of stupid obsession was this? Why couldn't he just let me be and let's go our separate ways?

Axel took in everything about him, he looked good in his night wear, his hair sticking everywhere from how many times he'd run his fingers through it and then combed it again. His skin had taken on a more healthy tan, the shadows under his eyes were gone. He looked like an angel. And Axel hated how much he loved seeing him like that, he hated how much he loved to love his best friend, he didn't want to believe that he was falling for his best friend, and on top of that, his gender. He ripped away the love that was building again in his eyes and focused on what brought him here. “After all this years, how dare you betray me?Axel holds tightenly onto the gun in his right hand as he presses the

Axel cursed loudly, he was very unhappy with what he heard from Damian. "You know, it's all because of who? Because of you. If you had never played around with me, I wouldn't have played around with yours either. Like you said, you've already benefited from my things, right? Before we make the exchange, I want to benefit from yours as well," Damian babbled. "Shit, shit, shit!" Axel continued to curse, his body rebelling in an attempt to break free. "Don't waste your energy on useless things..."

I said with a sob. Axel frowned and then looked at himself, "I think that’s what we’re doing," he scowled. "Not like that," I said, shaking my head, "I don’t like it like that," I said, almost in despair, "I don’t want sweetness and attention, I want mind-boggling wild sex, I want to come so hard I almost lose my senses," I said, whining. "You know we can’t," Axel said, putting his hand on my cheek and gently stroking me.

An addiction. She was nothing but an addiction. Yet an intense addiction that has made its way in his blood, coursing through his veins and now there was no turning around. He had reached to the dead end of that addiction that despite wanting, he can't give up on that addiction. Reaching a point that he had accepted he was obsessed with her. That he has fallen into the depth of that obsession. Fallen completely. Insanely. Passionately. Desperately. And lastly, hopelessly.

Axel growled furiously while taking over and pushing me back. He dropped his hand from the female's neck and took a step back as she fell to her knees and coughed out loudly. "Axel what are you doing? You can't seriously be trusting this bitch. It's clear she was jealous of Amelia and how she lived, she obviously wanted her life and had to do all she could to manipulate her...." "Shut the fuck up." He growled at me, cutting me off.

I'd thought Axel wouldn't proceed with the wedding, but he got my dress, the rings and venue ready in hours—like he'd been planning this for eternity. I'd call him a monster several times, but I understood how insecure he was. He was driven by obsession to claim me as his, and I felt that way with Lisa around Rhys. Loving someone was normal, but love would never force you to be with another; that was something I was sure of. Axel was making the wrong decision, but was he even in his right senses?

I rub my face. " Good night sleeping beauty"They speak on the other side of the line, and only with sarcasm is their voice I can know who it is "What do you want, Luis?"I roll my eyes. It is very unbearable. Luis is a friend of Karla's that I met a few months ago. Since then he has had a strange obsession with me, he always calls me, sends me messages and I've even caught him watching you from afar. It's kind of awkward and weird.

----- After two days, Axel showed up in the dungeon, and was blooming with happiness to see two people with their backs bathing in blood, with the continues whipping of his men in every hour, wounds overlap by wounds. A chair was given to him to have a sit and waited for the last whip to end before he raised his hand, letting himself be alone with the two. Axel comes two days on purpose after the attack, to make sure that the rat he caught were weak enough to cause him any harm. He was delighted to see them beaten so bad looking at him. “What do you want from my Omega?” He asked directly crossed legs, one hand clutching the chair while the other where his chin rested, the air of a true king

It ruins the landscape. In fact, no, why put me down in this mishap? Why should I still feel guilty for asking you to erase what connects us? You told me that the two of us " would be forever." I now remain deaf to this form of blackmail. Yes, that's blackmail, Paul. What the hell did you imagine? That you could continue to own my body and soul until the end of time? You are very selfish, let me tell you. Are you only aware of my own desires? No, I am correcting myself—my absence of lust. When you approach me, I see myself as a little girl on a merry-go-round. My mother insisted, but I would die of vertigo. Your triple-digit perfumes can get sniffed through other nostrils.