Driving My Obsession Novels & Stories

My mind was constantly buzzing with projects and ideas for such assignments. While mulling over yet another invention that could be improved, I drove myself to MoTech—my brainchild. I had a personal driver and security detail, of course, but whenever I needed time to think, I preferred to get behind the wheel myself. My men always followed in another car and had long since grown used to my quirks. Though, why call them quirks? I bought expensive, sometimes exclusive cars, and I enjoyed driving them myself, feeling the raw power of the machines.

Roman James pulls the car up to the office building. I should be thinking about my meetings this morning, but it’s last night that’s etched into my head. What the fuck was I thinking, having Raven on my lap and touching her in public as I did in that cinema? My behavior around her is not normal. It’s insane. Obsessive. My lack of self-control whenever she’s around me, and the way she begs me to fuck her, and I just do feels like something born from obsession.

RIVER How do you feel when someone you love deeply chooses his best friend over you? How worse can it be for me? Now, I am almost losing my sanity but everything changes when I find myself in an unknown room and my heart dies in my chest when I see my ex's favourite biker — the one he has always been obsessed with, in between my legs and a dark glint on his lips. *** A big smile crawls up my face when Ryker's message pops up on my phone's screen.

The doctor complimented as he smiled brashly at them. “I will soon be a mother??”. Ruth asked as she placed her hands on her small baby bump, tears brimming in her eyes,a look of disappointment crossed through her mother's face as she glare at her coldly!.

asked Zachary. Joey then turned her gaze to Henry, questioning him with a frown, "Who do you work for? Why are you driving his car?" Henry gave a wry smile and explained, "I work for you. I want to drive you around but can't afford a car here in Imperia. Therefore, I borrowed my friend's car." Joey gave him a look that said, "Yeah, right." Henry grinned cheekily and continued, "Come in. It's cold outside."

“You lost yourself the moment you turned that engine on. You could have asked but you didn’t. You forgot about Julie, whom I know you love, so why did you? Tell me what was going on in your mind?” “Well, I have followed the SLR model from 2003 to date. I have always wanted to drive one and there it was looking at me for the entire time I was here, and I wasn’t going to touch it because I know how expensive it is but after that day you drove me in it, it was too much for and I have waited for this day to finally drive it. The sensotronic brakes, the active aerodynamic, the hum of the engine,” a smile crawled onto her face as she unraveled her obsession with the car. “The transmission is fire,

“Why are you applying at high speed? This is beyond the approved speed limit.” The cop muttered friendly. “Where are you heading to?” The cop asked. “We're going home, sir” The driver answered while he lowered the volume of the music he was playing in the car. “May I have your documents?” The cop implied after he'd tried his best to peep through the tinted glass, but couldn't see the people inside the vehicle. “Sir, why the embarrassment? I've been applying to this road for a long time. And you can't say this is your first time seeing me.”

Will I continue to pine for her pussy? I plan to see Jade tonight and try to have a good time. I desperately need to let Tonya go, but the thought of another man touching her drives me insane. All I wanted to do last night was fuck her until I knew she would be too sore to even think about another cock. What the hell is wrong with me? I am not going to think about her or text her for at least a week. After that, I will see how I feel about her. Is this love or obsession or lust or something else? I do not know how I feel.

I know this sounds bad, but when I left that room. My heart broke. He looked so lost and confused. I blamed myself once again. Did I really drive the only man that I have ever loved to go crazy and kill people? It was all like a really bad dream I couldn't wake up from.

After driving Bree home,I take a turn, going to a place I don't want to go to but still do. It's becoming a habit, at first my excuse was finding out who the fucker stalking her really was, because he must be watching her every time if he's that obsessed with her. But then it turned into my obsession too, I admit I was obsessed with her but now that obsession has also spread to a watching her type of obsession. She stands in front of the mirror,I can see the side of her face,she's so beautiful even with messy hair and baggy pajamas. After I'm satisfied with her not being watched,I drive away.