Crazy Obsession Novels & Stories

It might sound romantic and beautiful how the man was ready to give up on his life for her but in reality, it's not. It's dreadful. If he's enough crazy to kill someone or enough psycho to kill himself for her then he was also mad enough to go to any lengths to have her. This scares her. His obsession wasn't just a mere infatuation, it was dangerous, it was psychotic. It was scary.

Or because of the hatred in her eyes? "Now she won't forget her place. She will realize that she is nothing more than a mere distraction to me" he assured himself but then again his mind went to that wallflower. She felt beautiful and right under him. Earlier it was just a lust but now after getting her this close, that feeling turned into something stronger. Kind of obsession. He wants her under him. He wants to kiss her one more time. What kind of spell did she put on him that made him go crazy over her?. Even he couldn't stop himself, that much crazy he was for her. He was obsessed with her and any obsession is dangerous.

She turned her attention back to the handsome man she'd been talking to, who was now leaning in close to her, clearly enamored. I settled onto the stool nearest to me, sipping the drink slowly. The lime and rum flavors mixed together, creating a sharp, refreshing taste. The music was pumping through my veins, and my body began to sway to the beat. All around me, people were dancing, kissing, and grinding against each other. It was a dizzying scene, filled with energy and passion. I felt a strange sense of exhilaration, watching the room spin with life.

He murmured and followed them inside. When they entered, the club was full of people. Some people were dancing in the middle of the stage, and many people were having fun; this place was like a new world for Rose, who always enjoyed life from the reel, not in reality. She had a life that the world was envious of. She was not envious of this wildlife, not everyone likes a noisy life like this, and she was not there to have fun. The only reason she was there; she had a secret motive, but this was the first time she decided to face reality because she was someone's secret princess for 8 years.

And it beats me the reason for that. It's the first time it happened since Marcus came back into my life. He shouldn't see me like this. I'm avoiding this to happen in front of him. But fate always surprises us. It's not that I am addicted to these drugs. They are not my addiction but my obsession, that obsession that let me go through each haunting day and night, and it's been a while since my anxiety attacked. I could feel Marcus rub circles on my back while he said sweet nothing in my ear.

She screamed , her voice breaking. “ You are being selfish!! This is not about me;. If I back out of this agreement , I am ruined . The whole family is ruined!! The family name would be dragged through the mud and I would be thrown into prison for debt and fraud…… Is that what you want?!!. What would happen to your brother, Leon , when that happens?!. This is bigger than both you and me and our silly strife “. “ Xavier Knight is ready to invest in the company and make the fraud charges go away . All he asks for in return is a wife of convenient and a marriage contract of two years to secure a business deal”

“No, Darren, I can’t, I won’t, just let me go, please, please, I am begging you, just let me go, why are you doing this to me, why are you obsessed with me, why me of all people, what is so broken inside your head that you think this is okay, that you think this is love, that you think this is anything but sick?” “You look like him, you sound like him, you know exactly what you are doing, you are twisting everything good I had, you are using his face and his body against me like it’s a weapon, and it’s killing me, Darren, it’s killing me. “I can’t even breathe looking at you because all I see is him and all I hear is him, but it’s not him, it’s you, and you are sick, you are so sick you need

Like she was intruding on something private. Good, she told herself firmly. Let him have his beautiful blonde. Let him smile at her and hold her and be happy. I don't care. But her hands trembled as she turned and walked back up the stairs, pretending she hadn't seen anything. Behind her, she heard Isabelle's laugh. Heard Dante's low response. Heard them move toward his office together. I don't care, Elena repeated to herself. I. Don't. Care. By afternoon, Elena was going stir-crazy. She'd tried to work on her laptop but couldn't focus. Tried to read but couldn't concentrate. Every noise in the mansion made her jump, wondering if it was Dante.

t and likely kill Johnny himself, not Layla, with her gossipy nature and sharp eyes, not the old men with their rambling stories and leering eyes that seemed to miss noth- ing. It was their secret, a dangerous, intoxicating !re that they fed in stolen mo- ments and couldn't seem to extinguish, no matter how much trouble it promised, no matter how many warnings they gave themselves. Tonight, it felt even more dangerous than usual, the air thick with unspoken longing, heavy with the weight of their shared secret. She could feel it thrum- ming in her veins, a restless energy that made her hands tremble slightly as she wiped down the bar,