Fierce Obsession Novels & Stories

He pulled back to maintain the intense eye-contact, seeking any sign of lies, but where there was none, he trembled. Not from fear or from heartbreak. But, possessiveness. A strong, uncontrollable one. “Cannot breathe, huh?” The sapphire in his eyes darkened, replaced by a void of absolute, unhinged obsession he no longer bothered to conceal either. “Let it ache, then,” he growled, his fingers gripping my jaw in a commanding force, forcing me to witness the chaos he had chosen himself. “Because Dorian is absolutely right. I am obsessive and extremely selfish to you. And I will never, ever apologize for it.”

After I do that, he will never want to leave my side and he will see just how much he wants to be with me. My feelings for him had never changed but rather grew even stronger for him since the night we spent together at his apartment. It was just, I could not wait any longer. I needed to be with him; I needed him to be mine, once and for all. This whole thing had to stop. I never go for guys shorter than me but there was something about Callum that just made my cl*t f*cking throb. The more I thought about him, the more fascinated I became. His flaws and my fascination with him had grown into an obsession. My frustration and obsession had turned into lust. I just could not stop thinking about

He asked as he looked at them “Boss, it doesn't seem like the beating is having any effect on him” One of them said “He’s proving tough,”Fernando said and chuckled. “I want to hear him scream! I want to hear him scream bitterly! I want to feel his pain!” He yelled on their faces “What do we do now, boss?” They asked He kept silent and began to breathe heavily “Slice his skin with the knife” he said and Jessica's eyes popped out of the socket. “We’ve done that boss,” the men said and he became amazed

It appeared that the irresistible charm was having an effect on her. The ignorant driver who didn't notice Evidence's gaze towards him didn't mind but had to let his words out. "Miss Rose, please accept whatever he tells you to do. You don't know his man. He is feared by many, he is so…" At this point, he realized the dangerous gaze being thrown at him, the look describes these words that say 'only if eyes could kill.' The driver saw the fire burning in the CEO's eyes and had to shut up to avoid his flesh being fed to the vultures while he was still alive. Mike who enjoyed the scene was mute but had to let out a silent chuckle so as to avoid Evidence's wrath.

Manik started breaking everything while soha is fuming in anger and ready to kill nandu anytime. Man:how dare she?..How dare she to kiss that bloody rascal?.. I will kill him..Her lips are mine..Now I will not leave that bloody bitch..He is breaking everything and shouting..Fab4 were trying to control him.. Actually he is shivering with anger even soha is shivering with anger..Then only fab4 noticed Soha and said.. Fab4: hey what are you doing here.. Don't you dare share it with anyone otherwise we will kill you..

He tried to put some senses into his mind with his life experiences. "If it's selfish to keep her with me, then let it be, but I will never let her go away from me.” His eyes changed into dark as something dangerous flickered into them as he clenched his jaws in fury, slamming his fists on the table making them shock with his outburst. Abhay and Agnay literally felt a shiver under their skin when they looked into his dark eyes which had many emotions but obsession and anger which were prominent one. He is insanely obsessed with her.

The lounge was a swirling sea of laughter and luxury, women surrounded him. Among them, a red-haired hottie moved on to him, running her hands on his groin. But Marco's gaze was distant, his thoughts consumed by a different matter entirely. With utter disgust he dismissed all the ladies away, throwing the redhead off him. "What's eating at you, boss?" Vinny, Marco's trusted right-hand man, asked cautiously. Marco's fingers drummed a rhythm on the arm of his chair. "That woman," he ground out, his voice low and seething. "She has guts."

He looked at me, and his eyes looked downcast for a second before returning to being cold. “Is she obsessed with you?” I asked. He shook his head and tried to touch me. I stepped away, and he spoke. “No, Alessia. She's not obsessed with me.” “Then it's me,” I blurted. “Why does she want my children dead? What the hell is going on?” He rubbed a hand down his face like he could wipe the guilt off it. “It's complicated.” “Complicated?” I laughed bitterly. “She's out to kill us, and you say it's complicated. What the hell are you hiding?”

Obsession isn’t something you choose. It chooses you. Wraps around your soul like a vice, squeezing until there’s nothing left but the sickness of wanting. It seeps into your blood, replacing logic, making you something… else. Something monstrous. And fuck… I like it the more I watch her.

“I… I don’t want you to stop. Not ever.” His hands went to my waist, pulling me close. “Good,” he murmured, pressing his forehead to mine. “Because I’m obsessed with you. Completely. And I will show you exactly what that obsession means tonight.” Back at the penthouse, we didn’t wait. Every kiss, every touch, every whisper became a battle of possession and surrender. Sebastian’s hands memorized me, claimed me, burned into me with the intensity of his obsession. I responded in kind, trembling under his control, craving every moment, every edge of danger and desire.