His Perfect Obsession Novels & Stories

“My perfect imperfection.” Ngumiti ako. “Ako dapat nagsasabi niyan kasi gano'n ka sa akin. Hindi ka perpekto sa mata ng iba pero sa mga mata ko, sobra-sobra ka pa sa salitang iyon. Allow me to say this, hm?” Tumango siya saka ngumiti matapos ko masuyong hawakan ang magkabila niyang pisngi. “You're my perfect imperfection, Thirdy. I love you so much.”

Naiinggit ako sa mga taong may nagmamaha sa kanila ng buo kahit na hindi sila perpekto . Ako kasi sinasabi nila na I'm perfect ,bit I know to myself that I'm not.

anito. Halos hindi niya masabi ang salitang 'ano,' ngunit sinikap niyang itanong. Sumagot ito nang, "I have extreme obsession..." Mas bumilis ang ulos nito sa loob niya. Curious siya pero mas nangibabaw ang sarap sa katawan niya kaya pati ang utak niya nawawalan ng concentration sa pag-absorb ng sinasabi nito. Ngunit tinapos nito ang linya, "...and that was you."

When a person surrendered himself to temptation, he gave himself a chance to do it all over again, and eventually, gets addicted to it. Niu loved Leanne, he’s been in love with her since he could remember. But the pull of temptation when he saw Kate dancing wildly on the dance floor was just too strong that he forgot about his feelings for Leann, or his marriage with Claire. It's a curse. Niu can’t seem to stay loyal to one woman. He can’t blame himself, though. Niu had tried his best to stay loyal, even to Claire, but he just can’t seem to devote himself to one woman.

he mumbled in a deep sexy voice while staring at me with his intense eyes. I bit my lower when I feel something building up in my belly again. My eyes dilated and my lips parted, I know I look like a sex-starved woman right now but I don't care anymore. “I-I'm almost there, ohhh...” I tried to reach for his hand. He let go of my legs and collapsed on top of me again while still slamming his c-ck inside me. I held his right hand and put it on my neck. “Trust faster please, p-please.” I mumbled while staring at him.

"Love and obsession are different. And he is obviously obsessed because of his selfishness. I will never understand his way of showing affection." Tumango ang kaharap niya ngunit malungkot siya nitong tinignan. "You don't like him even a bit?" She paused at her question, looking away at her eyes. Dumapo ang tingin niya sa hinihiwa nito. She remembered what they did last night, aaminin niyang nagustuhan niya iyon at hindi pinagsisihan. Hindi porket naramdaman niya ang sarap sa kaniya, gusto na niya. She is a hundred percent sure that it was just a pure lust.

“Marcus wanted a final psychological blow. He wants a number that mocks Leon’s genius. Leon’s design was rejected in favor of a simpler, cheaper structure. The height difference… the simplified ratio…” “No!” Chloe grabbed his hand. “He’s using Leon's truth against him. The Golden Ratio is 1.618. The perfect structure. But his heart was broken! The bomb is his heartbreak! What is the opposite of perfect?” Aiden’s eyes snapped to the lock. The opposite of the sublime, the perfect, the divine.

Samantalang nagkatinginan naman kami ni Sir Felip dahil hindi applicable ang salitang inosente sa akin dahil sa nangyari five years ago. "Pisti ka! Kita mong kumakin tayo tapos babanat ka ng ganun? Ganyan ba ang natututunan mo kay Rent?" singhal ni Sinji nang makabawi. "Girl, nahawa lang ako sa inyong dalawa ni Sav," sagot ni Iori. "Anyway, as I was saying, huling race ko na sa Circuito Ifema at saka kami magpapakasal ni Rent." "O anong kinalaman ko don?" tanong ni Sir Felip.

"You still see the man who forced you into marriage. Yung lalaking naging obsessed sa'yo, na ginawa ang lahat kahit masaktan ka pa para mapasakanya ka. Hindi ba?" Tahimik na yumuko si Karolina. Hindi na niya kailangang sumagot. Dahil alam nilang pareho ang totoo. "I won't lie to you," mahinahon niyang sabi. "Totoo naman. Noong una... obsession talaga 'yon. Hindi ko alam kung paano magmahal nang tama. Ang alam ko lang, gusto kitang mapasakin. Gusto kitang ilayo sa lahat. Gusto kong akin ka lang."

“Fûck!” Napangisi ako dahil sa pagmumura niya. Alam kong sa bawat sandaling ito, mas lalo siyang nahuhulog sa bitag na ako mismo ang gumawa. Ang kaniyang obsesyon ang siyang magiging daan para makuha ko ang aking gusto. “Ang sarap… sarap, Locke…” matamis kong sabi, hindi inaalis ang tingin sa kaniya.