Her Secret Obsession Novels & Stories

“You’ve done that before, and I’m hoping this whiskey will keep an old anger in check.” Leaning back, she crossed her legs. “You want to know a secret?” I blinked at her aloofly, not interested in whatever it is she wants to make known. “You do not seem interested, but I’ll make it known, so you wouldn’t repeat the same mistake. That slap didn’t make me angry or push me away, if anything, it turned me on.” This bitch is crazy. “I love being submissive to a sadist, so I’m used to the pain.” She opened the file and signed on it, sealing the deal with S.H. “You want to know another secret?” She pushed the file towards me.

A deep secret that went back six whole years. Adelaide was keeping a huge secret before Oscar ever brought her into his home. And Dean had been protecting that secret from the very start. Oscar’s hands shook with excitement. The fear in his chest turned into a dark, cruel joy. He held the paper tight in his hands. "She thinks she's untouchable," Oscar whispered, a nasty smile spreading across his face. "She thinks she built an empire on raw truth." He looked out the rainy window into the dark night. "I don't just have a rumor anymore," Oscar said coldly. "I have the key to her past. And I am going to tear her world apart."

“You were the one I wanted. The one I craved for...” He stopped in his tracks as his gaze sharpened. “Yes… For me, it was only you...” It had been thrilling, scary, and all-consuming. “It was not a crush. Not a passing interest. It was… an obsession. I tried to hide it because I knew you would reject me.” “You hid it very well.” Theo tilted his head back and closed his eyes. “It’s good I didn’t know.” She blinked when the lights flickered again. “Why?”

“Because some flames… aren’t meant to be controlled. Some obsessions… aren’t meant to be tamed. And some people… are impossible to resist.” The fog swallowed him again, but the electricity lingered. I was trembling, not just from desire, but from the realization that the first real obstacle had arrived—not someone watching from the shadows, not the city, not rumors—but me. My own obsession, my own surrender, my own dangerous choice to follow him into fire I couldn’t escape. Even as I walked away from the pier, alone in the fog, heart hammering, pulse racing, I knew the truth. This secret meeting wasn’t the end. It was only the beginning. And I was already consumed.

THE OBSESSION ~ALESSANDRO POV~ I have been watching her for eleven years. Sounds crazy when you say it out loud. Like something a serial killer would admit in a police interrogation. But I'm not a serial killer. I am worse. She's over by the champagne fountain right now—red dress that clings to curves she didn't have at twelve. Hair pulled back so tight it has to hurt. She keeps touching her throat. Nervous habit. She does it when she's uncomfortable.

I closed my eyes with a hiss. "You are thinking of her, aren't you?" She really was a smart girl. I nodded as my head was filled with gray, gray eyes. I had seen Elyn once or twice, but her beauty… it stayed. In secret. From the shadows. My hand grew faster on my c*ck as I thought about her. "What is your obsession with her?" Meera sounded jealous. "She is mine. She just doesn't know it yet." ----

He moved his hand to drive Riley's private secretary out. After Serra came out, his gaze was very sharp on the camera that was on the table, the little camera that he had hidden so well now was destroyed, so he couldn't pay attention to Riley again. He only had two hidden cameras left, and he was smiling because he could hide that he was the culprit. After an hour had passed, the sleeping woman woke up like a sleeping beauty in a fairy tale, her flustered expression extremely beautiful in the eyes of the man beside her.

And is it bad that my body remembers that night we spent together like it was yesterday? "What the hell?!" I gasped. I flipped to the next page, reading through it like my life depended on it. Then I read the next, and the next, and the next, my eyes widening with each word I read. Oh, sh*t! Oh, sh*t! She was f*cking obsessed with the man. No wonder the dirty was hidden because if Pablo had seen this, he would have killed her. And I had only read a few entries about him.

"She’s got this air about her. Like she doesn't belong here, but she’s desperate to stay. But let me tell you, Carlos, she passed the test with flying colors. She knows how to work a room, and she certainly knows how to work her body. The men? Oh, they’re going to go absolutely crazy for her. She’s got that innocent but dangerous vibe that sells for double the price." Carlos stared at the card in silence. A million questions raced through his mind. What could Inés be looking for at a strip club? A girl with covered with the Alvarez wealth... it didn't make sense. Did Miguel know? Did Santiago know what his step daughter is up to? He realized then that he had stumbled upon a secret far more v

“It was nothing—it was just childish—” “Childish?” He took a step toward her. Her back instinctively pressed against the door. “That doesn’t look childish to me,” Luca said quietly. His eyes dropped briefly—to the diary in his hand. Then back to her. “It looks like obsession.” The word hung in the air. Heavy. Unavoidable. Sofia’s lips parted, but no words came out. Because he wasn’t wrong. And that terrified her more than anything. “I was a kid,” she whispered finally, her voice barely audible. “I didn’t understand what I was feeling. I thought it would go away.”