His Secret Obsession Book Novels & Stories

Obsession “Good evening, darling. Did you miss me?” Gabriel said as he gazed through the window at the empire he had ruled with an iron fist for many years. The young woman bit her lip hard and glared at his back with hatred. “You know why I’m here, don’t you?” she whispered, unwilling to prolong the conversation with him or bring back the painful memories. Gabriel hummed before saying, “Oh, you mean your little temple? Yes. I’m the reason it was destroyed.”

I continued reading, diving back into the intense narrative that, somehow, now merged with our reality in that office committed to secrets and desires. His eyes sparkled with daring as I took out my notebook and opened my book. My skin blushed with shyness, and I bit my lip, feeling my boss's perceptive eyes examine every little detail of my reactions. “Mika entered the nightclub, determined to bury the wounds caused by an ex who had hurt her deeply. Inside, she encountered a promising young man willing to guide her through overcoming pain and fears. Pleasure then became her refuge." My voice faltered as I noticed the CEO's change in posture and his more intense gaze staring at me. This enig

A night of wild lovemaking, whispering our devotion beneath constellations, away from children, responsibility, and schedules. Just her. Just me. Just love. Now, every room we stepped into together buzzed with unsaid desire. Her scent lingered in the halls. I was ruined. I’d lasted longer than I thought I could, but when she called me into her office… I knew. The minute I saw that glint in her eye, that slightly parted mouth—I snapped. “I miss us like this,” she whispered as I pressed her against the door. “I miss being your secret.” I groaned, biting down gently on her neck. “You’re not my secret, Emma. You’re my obsession.”

My instincts couldn't help but scream for me to touch it. So I reached for it. And as the wax cracked under my fingers, I said my prayers silently. That whatever truth hid inside won't be the kind that destroys. But deep down, I already knew that truths like these never saves. It only revealed more dangerous secrets.

He had locked the door and strictly instructed his secretary not to allow anyone inside or disturb us for any reason. Still, when I finally walked out, trying to fix my hair and compose myself, his secretary looked at me with knowing eyes. That smirk, that glance, I feel like she knew exactly what had happened behind those closed doors. After that, I could barely look her in the eye whenever Theo summoned me to his office. But I had to admit, the risk, the secrecy, and the filthiness of it all made it so incredibly thrilling and exciting.

"Could have fooled me." "I'm not." Her voice was softer now. "I was in love with you. Part of me still is. But that's not why I'm writing this book. I'm writing it because the world needs to understand what obsession looks like. What love looks like. What happens when two broken people find each other." Damian stared at her. "Then why does it feel like a threat?" Dr. Chen didn't answer. Damian opened the door. He and Sebastian walked out, into the hallway, into the elevator, into the street. The sun was bright. The city was loud. The manuscript was already seared into Damian's

“You like control. You like knowing I have to obey you. You like seeing me break. I hate you for it. But sometimes… sometimes I wonder what it would feel like if you did all those things to me. If you pinned me down and fucked me the way you fuck them. Hard. Deep. Until I can’t think straight.” My fingers moved faster under the table, rubbing circles against my clit through my panties. I was breathing heavier now, trying to stay quiet. The library was silent except for the scratch of my pen and my own soft, shaky breaths. I didn’t hear the footsteps. Suddenly, a hand covered mine under the table. I gasped. Seth was standing right beside me, eyes dark as he looked down at what I was doing. He

Arie’s POV The yellow tulips lay scattered across the floor while I stared at the emerald necklace on my pillow. Nico was in Seattle. The thought had barely formed when the quiet click of my apartment door closing reached me from the other room. My entire body went still. I had left the door open while searching the apartment. A second click followed. The lock. “You still hide things in the most obvious places, baby girl.” His voice travelled through me like a touch I had spent months trying to forgI turned slowly.

I had seen the same uncertainty I felt in her gaze before she had quickly masked it up with her usual blank facade. Too late for her. Aware of it or not, she had stirred up an itch inside of me, one that fucking refused to go away. She was a surprise package waiting to be discovered... By me. The intense desire to uncover and bare out her every emotion was my newest fixation, one I wanted to explore . She would be sating my every itch from now on.... Or at least until I get over this new phase of obsession I had fallen into. * * The moment I stepped into my apartment, an unexpected sight greeted me.

When I turned to see what had gotten his attention, it was Henry walking towards us with a smiling fucking Felicity Stonewallers in his arms. 35 title words and counting, which one is your second favorite. Mine is Seduction