Axel's Obsession Novels & Stories

Looking amongst the lively city, Axel found himself pondering the purpose of their upcoming visits to their legitimate businesses. "You know, Don, I've always wondered about those puppet CEOs. They are just pawns in your grand game," Axel remarked, his voice tinged with cynicism. Abaddon turned to Axel, his stoic expression hiding the amusement that flickered in his eyes. Axel was an enigmatic figure with an appearance that matched his eccentric personality. His most striking feature was his pure white hair, which cascaded down to his shoulders in a wild and untamed mane. It seemed to shimmer like moonlight, a stark contrast to the darkness that often surrounded him. His hair held an otherwo

“He was here to take the old one away. He was trying to remove his own leash.” Axel wasn't a monster trying to find me. He was a monster trying to destroy the proof that he was a monster, even if it meant risking everything. The terrifying paradox of the man I ran from. I crushed the new, empty pin in my hand, scattering the metal. Fuck, I was so damn stupid.

I couldn't just bear to imagine not having sex with Axel because, to me, it was unfathomable. But I needed to start coming to terms with it, I needed to get my priorities right and do the needful. I had thought that by jumping into this arrangement with Axel, I'd be able to fuck him out of my system and that I'd eventually get tired of him but the more I slept with Axel, the more I realized that that was impossible, that there was no getting out of my obsession with his body and skills. And even though it was maddening and sickening but then, I was only getting more and more obsessed, and walking away from Axel was becoming a more difficult task.

"What other nasty deals have you cut with him? Be honest!" Axel raised an amused brow at her move. Given his social standing, he could easily court the daughters of esteemed families or even the royal princess. However, none of them caught his eye, as he wasn't interested in a woman's background. Living with cynicism, he never had much interest in romance. All he wanted was an untethered, thrilling life. At first, the challenge Amber posed to him gave him an adrenaline rush. As time passed, he found himself addicted to the sensation and thus had the urge to see her.

Not really. Axel had just made sure I felt like I was here all alone… but that was all a lie. Just like all the lies he keeps feeding me. Why do I even believe a single word from his dirty, crocodile mouth? My jaw tightened slightly at this new discovery as I stopped and started wondering what I should do, why Axel was so obsessed with having control of me in the first place. I watched the men for another moment before stepping back quietly, careful not to draw attention to myself. Thankfully, it didn’t look like they had seen me. Good. After I was far enough away, I straightened slowly, brushing my hands against my pants.

Axel got in beside me, his eyes flicking to mine before he started the engine. "Umm, where are we going?" I asked, my voice laced with confusion and a hint of wariness. Axel's speed was unnerving, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear. Despite the undeniable attraction I felt towards him, a part of me still recoiled at the thought of being alone with him. His intense gaze, his commanding presence, and his unpredictable nature, the whispered rumors all combined to keep me on edge. I tried to push the feeling aside, but it lingered.

Her words sank deep into me, like a stone dropped in a pool of water, sending ripples through my chest. "Take me back to the days when all I knew was guns and slitting throats," Axel muttered, his voice thick with frustration. "For god's sake, I’m a Mafia Don—not some damn supernatural warlord. Hell, just months ago, I didn’t even believe in this kind of shit." He paused, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. "And now... now I'm caught in a nightmare I can’t escape. What the hell have we gotten ourselves into?"

Finally, he decides to play along, “What do you want, Axel?” Axel’s smile grows and he takes a breath, reveling in his moment. “Well, since you asked, there is something I want more than your territory, Blayne.” Axel pauses, happy to have such an attentive crowd. “Go on, Axel.” Weston says impatiently. “I want Millan.” Weston growls, stepping forward menacingly, “What is your obsession with Millan?” Axel takes a step back, discreetly without losing his confident demeanor. Or so he hopes.

After I do that, he will never want to leave my side and he will see just how much he wants to be with me. My feelings for him had never changed but rather grew even stronger for him since the night we spent together at his apartment. It was just, I could not wait any longer. I needed to be with him; I needed him to be mine, once and for all. This whole thing had to stop. I never go for guys shorter than me but there was something about Callum that just made my cl*t f*cking throb. The more I thought about him, the more fascinated I became. His flaws and my fascination with him had grown into an obsession. My frustration and obsession had turned into lust. I just could not stop thinking about