Dangerous Obsession Film Novels & Stories

She just kept silent. “I know him very well.” Dae Hyun continued speaking. “He’s dangerous if he’s obsessed with something.” “Is he? How dangerous?” asked Qeiza. She seemed not to believe in what Dae Hyun told her. Dae Hyun took a deep breath. “You’ve experienced it. Why do you still have to ask me?” He looked at Qeiza deeply. “Do you think I’m trying to scare you?” That was for the first time for Qeiza to see him so serious. She felt bad for giving an impression that she doubted his good intention.

"Jeez, you are totally overly obsessed with her!" "So what if I am?" Yang Tian-Xu retorted as he could not care less about what other people's opinions. The infatuation he had for Wang Yi-An was something he would expect no one to understand, nor does he wanted anyone else to know, but her; Wang Yi-An. Yang Tian-Xu didn't wait for Jin Qi-Long to let himself inside the car, Yang Tian-Xu was about to drove off without him. However, Jin Qi-Long hurried as he hopped in, while Yang Tian-Xu drove off. He barely had the time to fasten the seatbelt.

“The bitch deserves it. She kept us apart, my love.” I cringe away as he cups my cheek. Tears track down my face unbidden as I realize exactly how dire this situation is; he could do anything to me and there is no one to stop him. His time in prison didn’t lessen his obsession, if anything he seems even more off-kilter. He makes a move to kiss me and I push him away. His grip tightens on my arm and he grabs my face harshly, holding me in place. I kick and cry out. I fight.

“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

In his steel-gray eyes, I saw something dangerous. Obsession. And I was terrified of how much I wanted to return for the next “appointment.”

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I knew they were involved in dangerous work, but seeing it up close is different. There’s something unsettling about how naturally they handle the firearms, their expressions unreadable as they pack them into duffel bags. My stomach twists, not from distrust, but because I do trust them. I just wish they trusted me enough to explain what’s really happening. Lying by omission is still lying. “Alright, let’s go,” Logan announces, sliding into the driver’s seat. No hesitation. No debate. Just pure command. Drew nudges me forward. I climb into the back beside him. He drapes an arm around my shoulders as I settle in, my legs pressed against Killian’s on the other side. It’s a tight fit, but we ma

Yet beneath that fear lurks a dangerous fascination for the possessive look in his eyes and the obsessive devotion woven into every word he speaks. “I can’t decide if I should run from you… or let you ruin me.”

The remaining two escorted the vehicle on sports bikes, resembling a sinister convoy. Once again, Marco De Luca had identified a prey for his henchmen to prey upon, and Daren found himself unfortunate to be in such a perilous position. In New York, no one would willingly step into Daren's shoes. ************** Marco still entertaining the stripper who leads him into a more private area of the club. Guided by her, Marco ends up in a room separated by a see-through curtain. With her right hand over his heart, she reads his pulse, giving him a gentle push onto a chair. Taking her place on his lap, she grinds her thighs on his hard on groin.

It felt really nice to be held in his arms, to be so close to him, to be able to smell him with every breath, and to bury her head on his chest whenever a scary scene came on. Before she knew it, it was already 2 AM in the morning and they were on their second Halloween movie of the night, Edward Scissorhands. Sierra, still in her dress, was sprawled on top of Colton. There were glasses of alcohol and all sorts of snacks scattered all around them. She was getting delirious due to the alcohol and the lack of sleep, and she started slurring words without having control over them. “Hey, Colton,” she said. “Hm?”