Boyfriend Is Obsessed With Me Novels & Stories

A junior approached me. He proposed me to be his friend. And… It just clicked. We became boyfriends soon. He shifted in my apartment with me. Our relationship was a hide and seeks. Battling with our emotions. Until, until I gave myself to him. Yes I bottomed up for him. Not that I was ashamed. But now if I think. I feel used. It was a bloody bet he had with his friends. 2 Million Dollars. To be my boyfriend. To fuck me. To record me while fucking me.

Uncle cocks didn’t throb at the thought of their nephews. The way my cock throbbed in my pants wasn’t something uncles did. “Y-Yes. Are you not his uncle?” she asked. I shook my head, glaring toward Jordan. “Not at all.” “Then what are you to him?” she asked. The blender stopped. “I’m his boyfriend,” I said out loud, not caring how it sounded. The urge to claim Jordan was insanely high. Fuck me for going out of my mind. “Holy shit!” two voices exclaimed in unison. They stared like I’d grown an extra head.

But my keys were still in my hand and my lock was still a few steps away, and he was still between me and it. My thoughts flashed to Leonard again. To his voice in my ear, flirting with me. To the way his stare went dark when his eyes landed on me. I hated how it made me feel cornered from two sides. Adrian’s control and Leonard’s control. But I was going to be toast if Adrian realized I had anything to do with his father. “I have a boyfriend,” The words slipped out from my mouth before I could stop it. Adrian went still. His expression then changed. The serene mask broke open. "A boyfriend." He repeated.

For the first time, I spoke gently, like a girl in love, and he responded in a tender tone I had never known from him before. If that was really nothing, then who had I been to him? My wrist ached where he held it so tightly, and suddenly I felt like crying. He claimed to be my boyfriend, and I allowed him to toy with me while keeping my feelings secret. When he said he wasn't, I had to pull back, behave as I should, and even help him with someone else's romance. Our relationship had always been dictated by him. I took a deep breath and lifted my chin, fighting back tears, and forced the lightest, most casual tone I could muster. "Jason, you're such a fool—you really got tricked. I haven't l

Or more specifically, the world loves us. My I***a isn’t just paint and chaos anymore. It’s my life. My plants. My art. My Lucian. Every time I post a blurry photo of him brushing his teeth in just his sweats, girls in the comments lose their damn minds. "IS THAT YOUR BOYFRIEND?" "WHY IS HE BUILT LIKE A MAFIA BOSS?" "THIS IS SO UNFAIR—WE WANT A CAELEN TOO!!" And the best ones are always the BL girlies.

Suddenly a scent rushed into my nostrils and I felt dizzy and lightheaded. I looked at him again and felt an intense attraction to him. I gasped. This couldn't be. There had to be some kind of mistake but there was none. The Goddess never made a mistake. I whispered under my breath, loud enough for only the both of us to hear. "Mate..."

Her nose implant was knocked clean off. "You bitch! How dare you cheat on me? You're that desperate for action, huh? You even got me infected with syphilis! I'm going to fucking kill you, you bitch!" Joseph lost it, too. He started kicking Mabel's stomach over and over. "Bitch! If it weren't for you, Stephanie would never have broken up with me! If it weren't for you, I'd already be the chairman of Empire Group! "Go to hell, you fucking slut!"

I quietly resumed documenting. "My boyfriend complains of constant pain, but he's always sneaking out for drinks and looks as lively as ever. Is it because we're still in the initial stage? Maybe things will turn around for us?"

"You'll need a lot of energy for the game." "I'm fine." He said. "No, you're beautiful. Now, sleep." I could sense the still chuckle that escaped his lips before he pressed them to my forehead. "I love you." "I love Francisco Lachowski." "Who's that?" He asked, his voice slightly possessive. "My boyfriend." I joked. "Stop being possessive for once!" "It's really hard to not be possessive when everyone wants you." "No one wants me except you." I sighed.

I wanted to drain his memory and pick out any single person he has kissed and break their head. Okay, that was being too violent. I was never a violent a person but now that it came to my boyfriend, I knew that every part of my body was going up and hot. I glared at Adam, there was no way I was going to let him pass that way. He was going to have to make up for all the things he had done in the past. The obsessive traits that was coming to my head was making me really pissed.