Heart Of Obsession Chinese Drama นิยาย & เรื่องราว

These feelings were the kind of feelings that he never experienced before, as if something stuffy inside his chest wanted to erupt, but was being repressed inside. The feeling he was experiencing was pressing down on him, making him a bit confused, but the clearest feeling that he felt was deep obsession and possessiveness. Lui Jian was now all his, he didn't share, and he never gave back, Lui Jian said that he would spend the rest of his life repaying him and since then he owned him, he had nowhere to go but to stay by his side for this lifetime.

"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.

I rushed toward Edward, falling into his chest, and hugging him as tears fell from my eyes continuously. "People are not here for a romantic play," Zen said coldly. "Why not? They are already watching a Ghengis Khan one," Edward answered calmly, gently caressing my head. "You have got the nerve to talk back to me. Are you even aware of the position you are in right now?" Zen questioned, clenching his jaw. If eyes could stab, Edward would be lying dead on the ground till then. "If you don't want a sarcastic answer then don't ask," Edward responded.

“You’re my best friend. It wouldn’t feel right to keep all the good things to myself. “Relax. I’ve met the tech guy, but the other two don’t even know what I look like. Just keep your story straight, and everything’s golden. “The question is—who are you picking?” [Talk about the dilemma of the century. How do you choose between a legal heartthrob, a research titan, and a billionaire CEO? [Why choose? Cassie is the heroine. With her main character's privileges, she can sweep them off their feet.” Cassie licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with greed. “Why should I settle for one? I want all three of your boyfriends. “You have plenty going on for you anyway, Poppy. It’s not like you’re short of

Before he walks over to stop beside the bed, he throws her on and then walks back over to the door and locks it. Isadora scrambles to the far side of the bed, pulling her legs up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them as she huddles against the headboard, watching him. When he turns back to face her, Isadora’s face pales, and her eyes go wide at the same time they fill with tears as she has seen that look in many hateful eyes… The look that tells you that there is a possibility that you won’t survive what comes next - only his seemed worse, as it was overshadowed by lust, desire and something much darker.

I gawked at her, “What is it to you, Rose? You don't even like him; this is just some crazy obsession that you have.” Veins bulged on her forehead and neck, pulsing with rage. Her gaze was venomous, “You know the worst thing about having an obsession? If I don't have him, nobody can.” I stood up to her, "That obsession - would kill you."

“Now start talking. Every detail. Start with the beach house and end with the part where he rearranged your organs.” My cheeks burned. “Dawn!” “What? I support women. Now spill.” I sighed, twisting a loose curl. “It was… intense. And sweet. And confusing. And I felt…” “Safe?” she finished softly. I swallowed. “Yeah.” There was a pause before she spoke again. “So, Noah Frost. Billionaire. Gorgeous. Gives you earth-shattering orgasms. The dream guy of half the city. But what about the complication?” I frowned. “What complication?”

“That’s too much to take in right now Killian. Why would she lie to me?” “Seriously, I don’t know who to trust anymore” “Maybe you should just trust your instincts” “His name is Luo Ping” “Luo Ping” “Yeah. He owns the Luo Ping Monastery” Killian chuckled softly and Heather ogled at him.

"I can't get you out of my head." Elena's pulse hammered in her ears. The space between them felt charged, electric. She took another step closer. Close enough now to see the way his breathing had changed, the tension coiled in every line of his body. "Then follow your heart." Dante's laugh was bitter. "That makes me weak. Vulnerable." "Or it makes you human." The words hung between them. The waves crashed. The moon hung bright and cold overhead.