His Lovely Obsession Novels & Stories

Harriet Delevingne has been watching tech billionaire Locke Atwood from afar for the past two years. Ever since that tragic night that pulled them apart, and made Locke forget about her. When Harriet gets contacted and hired to plan a stunning Halloween party for Locke's software firm, she sees it as a chance to get up close again. Locke makes her burn. Makes her feel things no other man can. But he's sworn off happiness or pleasure of any kind, and his quiet suffering only draws Harriet closer, turning up the dial on her obsession.

I want you to come to our final union as my bride. 'Three more days, my love. Three more days until we're united forever.' 'Eternally yours, Damien' I felt sick. The casual way he talked about murder, about stealing my life, about this twisted version of love he'd convinced himself was real—it was beyond disturbing. "He's completely insane," I said quietly. "He's obsessed," Maya corrected. "And obsession can be more dangerous than insanity. Insane people are unpredictable. But obsessed people follow patterns, fixate on specific goals."

I continued to express my emotions, taking it all out. “Just looking at you made my day. I felt I couldn't be much happier. I am so lucky to have you as my wife. I couldn't ask for more when I have you.” Grinning, I whispered. “I know You are tired of this game of obsession, aren't you? But, Don't you think that obsession is also a form of love? That I am crazy and obsessed with my Love? Don't you get it? You are my Eternal Obsession. Even the universe cannot take you away from me and me away from you. I am made for you and you for me. We both are each other's obsession. That's what we are. Different from others. That's why there's no couple like us.”

Ace and Liam were playing basketball at the basketball court in Ace's house. His tanned body was covered with sweat and his face hard as he concentrated on the game. Liam watched him silently for a moment and shook his head. Ace was his best friend, they don't hide shit from each other but sometimes he doesn't understand Ace at all. Especially when it comes to Catherine. He understands that Ace has this weird obsession towards the girl and was wondering if she was the first love that left him and never came back.

"Don't look so happy! You're acting like you've already won the lottery or something." He grinned - that damn grin - and pulled me closer to him. So close I could feel his heartbeat. "Tonight, I'm the luckiest man alive." Then he leaned in, his lips brushing a soft, slow kiss against my neck. A shiver ran down my spine. I giggled, my hands lightly pushing against his chest. "Ethan..." He laughed against my skin. He slowly spread my legs apart, He kissed from my laps to my inner thighs sending waves of shock into my body .His face was already digging into my exposed and swollen clit ,His beards were wet, I was already dripping wet.

“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.

Ara was a ball of sunshine before his arrival and now had reduced into a victim. Jenna gripped her drooped shoulder in a tight hold, making her look up into her eyes. "He'll kill you if you wouldn't," Jenna said in a serious tone. Ara's face paled with dread. "He is obsessed with you, Ary. He wouldn't let you go ever. I have seen the way he looks at you. He thinks you belong to him," Jenna said from her own experience. She internally shuddered, remembering her own past. Obsessive men are more destructive than a mad animal. They don't know the limits,"

We both laughed, getting into our own business, forgetting the conference meeting we were to attend. "I love you, Eve and I'll forever love you. You're my life and joy. My Obsession, I can't do without you, forever." I said. "I love you too, Justin. Mr Obsession." She teased and we laughed.

Eloise scoffed, shaking her head, “ He already said it, who would bleed and kill for you without a second thought if not a man that's crazily in love with you.” Eloise grew speechless, “But, he didn't say he loves her,” “ He might not say he loves her, but that statement sounds like a man who's obsessed and would do anything for her.” “ So…,” “ As long as it's a healthy obsession, killing for someone is extreme, but in all of this, as long as he's not going to hurt your friend or bring harm to those around her, then,” Laera shrugged, “ Then I see nothing wrong. But it's indeed a strong confession.”

“I watch you sleep and my chest aches with how much I need you breathing beside me. I’d burn the world down just to keep you safe. I’d kill a thousand times over if it meant waking up to your eyes on me.” “You’re not my captive, babygirl….. you’re my reason for existing. My wife. My everything. Please… let me show you how deep this goes. I’m obsessed, yes. Madly, dangerously so. But it’s love. Twisted, dark, all-consuming love that would destroy me if you left.” Tears stung my eyes. My heart raced so hard I felt dizzy. Part of me- the foolish, aching part wanted to give him that chance. To believe the sweet vulnerability in his voice, to let his obsession wrap around me like a dangerous embr