Her Obsession. Novels & Stories

Daniel seemed to be holding himself back, but his fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were fixed on Gina with a fiery intensity. Gina interrupted him midway, cutting him off with her sharp words. Daniel's anger boiled over. "Get out of my way!" he yelled as he stormed out of the room, leaving Gina standing there, furious and frustrated. Meanwhile, Laura was silently sobbing in her room, heartbroken over the fact that the man she loved had chosen another. She was lost in her thoughts, trying to make sense of her feelings when suddenly, she realized that she was obsessed with Harold. She couldn't believe how much she had fallen for him, especially since she had been so blind to her own f

That's not what really matters to you brother, and we both know it, you are only interested in what that woman has to tell you, and to be behind her, make no mistake Alexander, make no mistake. "Make no mistake you Lea, she is going to be mine, period, whether you, my father, Markus or Sarah herself oppose her, she must be with me because I am more than sure that she is my goddess." "You are going to awaken a demon as dark as your own obsession for her."

I allow myself to quench my curiosity and let my eyes wander over her figure, looking for some sign that explains my little obsession with her. I came to believe that things would go back to normal and I would be able to find myself again, but when my mourning lasted beyond the first year and my mind was still focused on memories, I realized that I was deluding myself and nothing would be like before. There are no more happy colors in my life, romanticism is not necessary and no one can keep me interested for more than three days, no one except Nelly Álvares. The girl came in like a gentle wave on a sunny day, she didn't catch my attention at first and I let her stay, four days ago I realize

another man's arms. The days go by, and he continues to observe her through the security camera, I would like that, like when I first arrived at the company, she would make the slightest mistake, but now she does her job perfectly, she has no reason to attract his attention, He only dedicates himself to observing her through the monitor on his screen. One day he feels that he must follow her and provoke an apparently "chance" encounter, he could not bear the mere idea of ​​having her close and not being able to touch her, not being able to caress her, not being able to make her his, his obsession and his desire for her, were a feeling that with the passing of the days didn't even let him fal

Normally, I wouldn’t be so acquiescent to her telling me what to do, but she’s taller than me, and I use her as a shield, hunkering down next to her as we walk. She stops at a big table right out in the open with a clear view of the arcade, pool tables, and bar. Great, just great—right in the middle for everyone to see. I sigh. “What time did you arrive to score a front-row seat?” “Chi-Os get the best. I aim to please.” Jess is a Type A tornado on her way to Yale to get her doctorate in medicene. We’re nothing alike, but we manage. She thinks I’m a little wild, and I think she has a stick up her ass. She's still my bestfriend anyways.

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

His aura surged like a storm ready to break. ​“And even if it means killing that bastard to get you…” ​His eyes glowed. ​“I will make sure he goes down.” ​My heart thudded violently in my chest. ​This was not protection. It was not possession. It was obsession. ​And it almost felt unreal that he was obsessed with me. Me. The one destined to ruin him. The one meant to destroy his life. ​I opened my mouth to speak, but the words dissolved as he took another step toward me, heat rolling off him.

in my ear, imagining his fingers instead of mine, his mouth devouring every sound I tried to swallow. The office, the papers, the risk—all of it faded away until there was nothing but him, everywhere, consuming me. And when I finally climaxed, biting my lip hard to keep me from crying out his name, I knew I was lost. This wasn’t a crush. It wasn’t a harmless attraction. It was an obsession. And it was only getting stronger by the minutes.

He weighed the book in his hand, not looking at the title but at me. ​"A good choice," he agreed, his voice dropping to a low purr. "Obsession is a fascinating thing, isn't it? It can drive a man mad, or it can make him feel utterly alive." He closed the distance between us just enough that I could smell the faint scent of his masculine body scent with his usual intense cologne. "And once a man is obsessed, he rarely lets go of the object of his desire, no matter the consequences." ​My breath caught in my throat because I knew he wasn't talking about Heathcliff.