His Obsession Mafia Au Jungkook Ff 18

WARNING: This story contains sexual language and themes. Please skip this story if you are not open-minded. What if a billionaire woman had a personal need that only a virgin man could fulfill? What if an innocent young man entered her house to work, only to discover that an unwanted job awaited him? Would he go through with this job even against his will, or would he simply forget it and look for another instead? AUTHOR’S NOTE I’m not a professional writer, so expect some grammatical errors and typos.

Obsessi! Merupakan satu kata yang tidak bisa dilepaskan dari seorang Markus Gringer Grint. Mengenal Megan, membuatnya merasa begitu berharap. Lantas, ia di tolak dan membuat Maskus geram. Ia bertindak kasar, mendekati Megan dengan segala cara termasuk memisahkan hubungan Megan dengan Axel Damiano, kekasih Megan. Mereka menjalani hubungan diam-diam selama dua tahun. Sungguh, Markus membuat Megan terjerat dan semakin merasa sesak. Perlahan, setiap rahasia Markus terbongkar satu persatu. Rahasia mengerikan yang di simpan rapat Markus, termasuk sebagai pendiri Blindberg, kelompok Elit Global yang mencoba melakukan spionase terhadap banyak negara dan menciptakan Komputer Quantum untuk memasang chip pada setiap manusia, agar mereka patuh dan tunduk pada alat yang mereka jual. "Kau memerkosa ku berengsek!"pekik Megan menatap nya lang sudut mata Markus. "Kau akan terbiasa dengan hidupmu!"balas pria itu tegas.

His fingers ghost along her thigh, feather-light, promising ruin. 'Beg for it, principessa,' he murmurs against her ear, 'or I'll make you come until you forget your own name. Again.'" ______ In the shadowed empires of Europe, Elara Voss is the untouchable princess of the German mafia—beautiful, pure, and groomed for absolute loyalty. But beneath her poised exterior burns a secret craving for chaos. Dante Russo, the ruthless king of Rome's underworld, sees her once and obsesses. With eyes like black fire and a reputation for taking what he craves, he orchestrates her kidnapping on the eve of her arranged marriage, forcing her into vows at gunpoint. Now captive in his Rome penthouse, Elara is bound by his rules and if she breaks any, punishments are slow and sinful—teasing touches that leave her trembling, belts that burn, vibrators that torment until defiance melts into desperate whimpers and slick need. She fights back fiercely but every clash deepens the addiction. What starts as vengeance twists into craving, for both predator and prey. In a game of empires and betrayal, one question lingers—who will corrupt whom completely?

Shivering, I sobbed out, unable to speak, unable to move. "Shh, shh, now baby-girl, it's alright, you're safe, don't cry" he soothed, moving closer to me. "N-Noah, I w-want to go home," I sobbed, feeling weak from my inability to talk without stuttering. A gasp left my parted lips as his hand forcefully connected with my cheek, "You are home, so I don't want to hear that crap from you, okay?" shaking, I looked down at my feet, his gaze too menacing to hold. "I said, do you understand" he spit through clenched teeth, "y-yes, I'm sorry" I whispered, a new wave of tears making their appearance. "Good girl, now I need you to keep being a good girl, okay?" nodding, my eyes met his dark ones. His form towered over me, making me feel small and irrelevant. "Words, Embry!" He demanded as I stuttered out a quiet yes. I studied him cautiously as he walked towards the far end of the room, shuffling through drawers before stalking back towards me and crouching down. I sucked in a breath as I saw the knife in his hand, his face held a mischievous grin as it glinted in the light. "Now baby-girl, you see, as much as I hate to, you need to be punished, do you know why?" Warning! This story is for mature audience, it contains strong language, abuse, mature themes and sensitive topics. ___ He was her rock, her best friend, her first love. He became her worst nightmare, her tormentor, her captor She was his everything. His obsession. Their story should have ended with that court case, but he's found a way back to her, and he won't give her another opportunity to escape. Not this time.

It is neither love nor lust. It was nothing but an Obsession. And I am nothing but his ETERNAL OBSESSION. *** Cadhill, A normal girl, enjoying her life and doing a simple at the bakery with the dream of opening her own one day. Being a painfully oblivious girl, she couldn't notice the despair chasing her. When Raymond Smith, an arrogant billionaire saw her for the first time, he was instantly attracted to her as the urge to make her his was aroused in him and he was willing to do anything to get her. Blind in the fire of possession, he forced her to marry him. Aware of the fact his actions are not the result of his love but rather... obsession.

“Where are you taking me?” She asked. He leaned closer, his face calm but his eyes dark with an unsettling intensity. “To where you belong.” Her heart raced as his words sank in. “What does that even mean?” He straightened, his gaze flickering toward the window as the city lights blurred past. “It means we’re going ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒 , Little Bird. 𝑂𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When an ordinary business student catches the eye of a charismatic, successful businessman visiting her college, she’s swept into a world she never imagined. Captivated by his charm and sophistication, she’s drawn deeper into a passionate connection with him, believing she’s found the romance of her dreams. But as strange events and shadows start to disturb her once-peaceful life, she begins to question if her perfect love story might be hiding darker secrets. Unbeknownst to her, someone else has been watching all along, harboring an obsession that could change her life forever. ---

Livia Fontana, une photographe talentueuse, reçoit une invitation à couvrir une soirée caritative élégante à New-York. Lorsqu'elle capture un homme mystérieux, Vincenzo Damiano, dans l'objectif de son appareil photo, une étrange sensation d'intimité la submerge. Elle ressent une connexion profonde et inexplicable, comme si elle avait déjà partagé une histoire intime avec lui, bien avant cette vie. Intriguée par cette attirance envoûtante, Livia commence à suivre Vincenzo en secret, capturant des clichés furtifs de lui. Elle remplit sa pièce de travail de photos de Vincenzo, cherchant à saisir chaque facette de sa présence magnétique. Cependant, au fur et à mesure que Livia se plonge dans cette obsession, elle découvre que Vincenzo cache lui aussi une part de mystère. Leurs chemins semblent s'entrelacer à travers le temps, liés par une histoire passée qu'ils ne peuvent pas tout à fait se rappeler consciemment.

Adrian Wells just wants to be left alone. Quiet nights, warm tea, and his sketchpad are all he needs to survive in a world that has taken too much from him already. Scarred by the fire that claimed his family and plagued by anxiety that keeps him from truly living, Adrian has grown used to solitude. But someone else has been watching—and waiting. When a black box appears at his doorstep, filled with unsettlingly personal gifts, Adrian brushes it off as a prank. But the messages grow bolder. The intrusions into his life become impossible to ignore. Someone knows him. Someone sees him. And that someone is Evan Thorn. Evan isn’t just a stalker—he’s a protector in his own twisted way. Rich, intelligent, and obsessive, he believes Adrian is his to love, to shield, to possess. From anonymous letters to watching from the shadows, Evan orchestrates a careful descent into Adrian’s world, eliminating anyone who gets too close. But he isn’t the only one watching. When a more violent rival stalker emerges, Adrian finds himself caught between two versions of danger: the chaos of the unknown and the devil he’s slowly come to understand. As the walls close in, Adrian is forced to rely on Evan—the very man who shattered his sense of safety. What begins as fear turns into something darker: a toxic intimacy that blurs the line between captor and comfort. As Adrian starts to feel seen for the first time in his life, he questions whether love can grow in the shadows—or if it’s just another kind of cage. In a story about obsession, trauma, what, If someone breaks you just to put you back together, is that still love? And when you finally escape them, do they ever really leave?

I was auctioned like an object. Sold to the highest bidder. I thought the worst was behind me—until I met them. The infamous Alpha twins, Zarek and Zade. One was cold and ruthless. The other watched in silence, but his dark eyes burned just the same. “A human? This is going to be interesting.” Zarek’s mocking laugh rang out in the open space. “She’s not fit to be our mate.” Zade’s voice was calmer, but no less cruel. They didn’t want me, yet they refused to let me go. Trapped in their world, I became nothing more than their possession. Their personal maid. Their plaything. But I wasn’t weak. I had spent my entire life surviving, and I wouldn’t stop now. I would escape. Even if the price was my heart. But the deeper I fell into their dangerous world, the more secrets unraveled. The twin alphas weren’t just drawn to me by chance. There was something buried in our past—something that made them obsessed with keeping me. And when the truth finally comes to light… I may wish I had never been sold at all.

Amber Grant was everything a man wanted. Bold, independent, and beautiful. But only she knew how much she was sexually insatiate in her entire being. No guy could provide her with the pleasure she was seeking. However, she was clueless about the desires of Ethan Adams for her, her brother's best friend. Nor has she procrastinated about indulging in a series of guilty pleasures behind her brother's back. She hates him for being cocky and manipulating, but she can't deny the pleasure he gives her body. But for Ethan, is it just sex? "Oh...Don't forget you are mine, Amber, Mine since the day I tasted your tight cunt and till your last breath, you will be considered mine. I am very angry with you for the stunt you tried to pull out today So don't taste my patience which is long gone. on your knees now ..." he said menacingly. His voice was thick with lust and desires. The man has lost his cool guy personality and has turned into something very evil that couldn't be able to forget for the rest of my life.