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another man's arms. The days go by, and he continues to observe her through the security camera, I would like that, like when I first arrived at the company, she would make the slightest mistake, but now she does her job perfectly, she has no reason to attract his attention, He only dedicates himself to observing her through the monitor on his screen. One day he feels that he must follow her and provoke an apparently "chance" encounter, he could not bear the mere idea of ​​having her close and not being able to touch her, not being able to caress her, not being able to make her his, his obsession and his desire for her, were a feeling that with the passing of the days didn't even let him fal

HUSBAND. He smiled sadly. She didn't want to acknowledge their marriage but didn't react. He was tired of always reacting to every little thing. If he was to win her back, he had to start with always controlling his temper especially around her. ‍​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‍Book From Passion to Obsession, chapter Chapter 43, page 1 read online

Stefano asks looking at me amazed. “He used that same pin for everything. It is my birth date” I say, shrugging my shoulders. Now more curious that afraid, I take the book from Stefano and start paging through the worn pages. Nothing in here makes any sense. It is a bunch of numbers scribbled on page after page. “Mind if I have a look?” Stefano asks. “Be my guest. This is all gibberish to me” I say handing the book over to him. Stefano pages through the book, scratching the top of his head, his brows are getting more furrowed by the second.

"I still can't believe your bother is a murder. He has been pretty quiet over the years." "Yeah until she came into his life. My brother had a sick obsession with my mother. I was fourteen and Dalton was only sixteen. My mother married his father. I was happy about having a brother, but then I started to notice things with Dalton were not right. He followed my mother around like a lost dog. I would catch him standing in her bedroom. Just watching her sleep. I tried to tell my mother the things I was witnessing, but she would just blow them off. My mother was a good woman and she was good to Dalton. I think he took it in a different way. It was almost like he was in love with her. She was sma

As we made our way toward the silent auction area, the buzz of conversation surrounded us. The space was filled with people browsing the tables, each laden with elegant items, vacation packages to exotic locations, rare works of art, and even exclusive wine collections. The atmosphere was both lively and sophisticated, setting the perfect stage for the evening’s high-profile fundraising. Jessica nudged me, her eyes scanning the tables. "You should totally bid on something," she said, her tone light but teasing. "Get in the spirit of things."

RIO POV “I thought you don’t let anyone into this room.” I mention when Dante leads me into his dark office. “Or have you finally gotten over your weird kink of not letting people touch your things?” Growing up, Dante had this weird possessiveness over his stuff, that he never let anyone, not even our mother nor Nonna, into his room, to the extent that he cleaned the room by himself. I strongly believed that he had killed people in there, since it was the only soundproof room in the house.

Emily fidgeted under their piercing gazes, cheeks flushing. “Why did you do it?” Ivana asked gently, her curiosity piqued. “I… uh…” Emily stammered, unable to come up with an excuse. “Talk, Em,” Eric prompted impatiently. “It was… too beautiful to resist,” Emily admitted, her voice barely audible. Caleb shook his head, exasperated. “We’re archaeologists, not thieves. Don’t get carried away admiring everything you see.” Eric leaned back, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. “Speaking of thieves… I remember us taking that portrait in Greece.”

Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?” Aris Sandoval was such a good-for-nothing type of a Casanova, but behind his charming looks that were effortlessly used to leave trails of brokenhearted women wherever he went, lies an obsessed heart longing for an extraordinary woman from his past. Will he still continue his mysterious obsession, once he found the right love with a different woman?

She decided and than put the two little tables in the crib and than pushed the crib through the tunnel to the elevator and took it to her apartment. She cleaned it with the rubbing alcohol as she kept it in her bedroom. She pushed the sofa out of the room and than opened the little window in the room to let the smell of the rubbing alcohol to dissipate quickly. ... On the weekend as she went out to take a stroll, she bought some tiny toys for the baby and also bought a notebook for her to write. At night, she took out the notebook and sighed deeply as she wrote the first line with heavy heart. "The only Love of My life dear Jacob..."