Novel & Cerita Heart Of Obsession Chinese Drama

Why can’t anything ever go my way? Why do I always lose just when I think I’ve won? And why the fuck is the man I’m supposed to marry standing in front of her suite, arguing with her boyfriend over his right to see her? A cold chill runs through me as I take in the scene — the tension in his shoulders, the desperate edge in his voice. This isn’t just some unresolved ex drama. This is obsession. And I’m the idiot who thought I could change him. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I force my voice to be steady, light, like my heart isn’t sinking straight into my stomach.

I hear Lesha say with a grin on her face as she watches us. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Ms.Ox, I promise not to keep her out too late." I say as I hold out my hand to shake hers. Her grandmother looks down at my hands without moving at all, and I start to feel uncomfortable and slightly awkward. She looks straight in my eyes with a serious expression on her face. "I expect her to be back here no later than 11pm and I am choosing to trust you with her safety, so if anything happens to her, you'll have me to deal with." Ms.Ox says sternly as she extends her hand and grips mine with a lot of strength that wasn't expected at all.

She laughed in mockery. "She heard my voice and then ran to call the manager, if there would be a manger how I would be able to climb the stairs to her apartment? I broke the chain that was keeping her safe from me and as soon as I saw her I felt my blood boiling as she has given you something I couldn't. And than without even wasting a minute, I stabbed into her stomach several times. You know I felt so satisfied and happy when I saw her lying on the floor, frowning in pain while blood rushing out of it. Haahh it was so pleasurable..." she told him as her mind was thinking about the scenes of Emma struggling to survive.

She raised my chin up when she saw I was about to coward in her presence “ And where is the fun in that, huh? Why do you think I was eager to kidnap your kids___?” I gazed into Deborah's eyes, staring deep in the depth of the demon she had become all because of her obsession for Michael. I never knew obsession was real but with Deborah, I could finally understand why it is treated as a mental disease. I shake my head, to rid myself of those thoughts as I raise my lips about to answer her questions when she stopped me from providing the answers herself

I had noticed this the night I went to her house, she was driving me crazy that I couldn’t get enough of her and I had even ended up telling her that she was the best woman I have ever had. Even though I told myself she wasn’t that kind of woman that would use my obsession over her body to get at me, I was still afraid that she would which was why I promised myself that morning when I was leaving that I won’t give her the opportunity to even use it at me. I had started ignoring her from that day, waiting for the day that she would come threatening to expose everything if I don’t give her some amount of cash. I was ready to give her any amount she mentioned and fire her but still get my money

“He wasn't even afraid of going to jail, he was always around when no one could see him.” I frowned. “I don't understand. So what did you do to make him leave you alone?” Lourdes was silent for a moment and looked at me with pity. “Because he met you.” Her words fell on me like a bucket of cold water. If I was not sitting I would have fallen because I had a severe dizziness. No, it couldn't be true. "You are his new obsession," she added quietly. "No… it can't be." I tried to convince myself that it was a vile lie.

She appeared more tensed than that night , scared of the future “No such thing will happen, trust me, our lives are in our own hands, God’s can’t come and speak about it,” She bit her lower lip and gazed at him “Siddharth, aren’t you scared that he might be right?,” “Why should I be scared?”, she looked at him in silence, then suddenly asked “Siddharth, what is that obsession that you have hidden in your heart?, why am I not aware of it?,” She looked at him anxiously, he simply smiled “My heart has only one obsession, that is You!, and you can see through it.. But his calculations.. I don’t think you should think about the priest’s calculations any more,”

“Because obsession isn’t about understanding. It’s about surrender. And you… you’ve already surrendered.” The fog wrapped around us, shadows pressing close, but I didn’t care. Danger, past secrets, whispers in the dark—they didn’t matter. Only him, only the fire, only the obsession consuming us both. “Some hearts,” he whispered against my lips, “aren’t meant to be free. They’re meant to be tangled… twisted… burned together. And ours…” He pulled me close, breath hot against my ear, “…ours are already inseparable.” I trembled, pulse raging, mind alight with fire and fear and desire. “Then I’m yours,” I whispered, voice breaking. “Completely. Twisted. Obsessed. All of it.”