Books On Obsession Novels & Stories

However, she was frantically clicking on her mouse to cover the webpage with the drawing software. Stacy walked over and placed the documents on her desk. "Should I lower the air conditioning temperature a little?" "It's fine. Just get me a bottle of cold water," Joey said, feeling parched due to the fanfiction's explicit content. It was offensive to read such things in the middle of the day. While Stacy went to get water, Joey hurriedly closed the webpage. She pushed aside the distracting thoughts and focused on her sketches. When she was immersed in her work, her phone wouldn't stop chiming with notifications of WhatsApp messages.

I always knew Alex is a smart dude, but I never really tapped into his knowledge. “Now Alex, what is obsession?” He cleared his throat once more bad went on. “Obsession is a constant or repetitive analysis of something to a point where it becomes very unhealthy, one way to know it's obsession is ; it fuels your ego, it fuels your desires in a dark way, and it starts to become unhealthy, you can't seem to let them go, but love, is the strength to let go because you love them and know they don't owe you anything not even their life!”

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“If you're absolutely right, I'm a committed man, I shouldn't be doing this, don't worry about money, you don't owe me anything, feel at home” Andy runs out of there, he felt ashamed, he was violating all his values, he was against anything that disrespected a relationship, a marriage, or any belief, he was very correct. But Camille aroused all kinds of bad thoughts in him, and when he became obsessed with something, there was nothing to get it out of his head, and that was what he was feeling for Camille, an obsession.

Hailey stood up and he stretched his palm towards her. "Hold me so you won't fall," he said. Hailey laughed softly before placing her hand on his. They both left the living room. **** DEL ROSA'S MANSION*** Alberto sat in his study room, working on his laptop. He frowned deeply when he saw Charles had gotten almost all the businessmen to invest in his company. Charles has been his greatest rival in the business world. Yes, he's also rich and he's got some influential men around him, but he feels like Charles is a great obstacle to him. More reason why he's meeting him tomorrow.

Damon didn’t even act like he was even bothered and instead, continued with his work. I glanced at him before looking around and digesting the images before me. There were a few artworks on the walls of the office and the plants in the flower pot at one corner attracted my attention. I observed my surrounding, at the same time, I was expecting Damon to say something or do something. But he didn’t. Instead, he just acted like I wasn’t even in the room and he just kept typing. The sounds of him striking his keyboard didn’t cease to leave my ears. I could almost hear it even when he didn’t type.

She had always known that one day, she might be sold off in an arranged marriage to strengthen an alliance. But tonight, the danger felt different. There was something off. She exhaled slowly, gripping the stem of her champagne flute, letting the bubbles tickle her lips as she surveyed the crowd. Dangerous men filled the room, there were men with cold eyes and sharper smiles, They whispered about power, about money, and about the next war brewing between the families. She also spotted…Lucian Moretti.

Lincoln gazed at the book cover, he smirked "You can browse about it and you can as well read about it!" West didn't know what he was talking about and didn't want to ask either. Lincoln dropped the book back on the table, the book titled "Vampire System" "Everyone in this house is of the same being, we are of the same existence!" Hearing that everyone was like Lincoln, west felt like collapsing, so everyone in this house also tears people's hearts and intestines and has long claws. "Then what is your existence like??" West asked with a shaky voice, afraid of angering Lincoln so her heart wouldn't be pulled out.

(Sophia’s POV) As I entered Alexander’s library an overwhelming burden descended upon me. The atmosphere became dense with leather-bound book scents mingling with his cologne which presented sharp sophisticated and intoxicating notes. The fragrance that used to bring me solace transformed into a chaotic reminder of my overwhelming struggles. Alexander's unique aura of power and control filled the room as he positioned himself behind his enormous oak desk. His piercing blue eyes met mine, unreadable, his posture relaxed yet commanding. His calm demeanor drove me to frustration as my life fell apart before my eyes.