Hot Neighbor Obsession Novels & Stories

“Deal. When and where is the target?” “Now. He’s probably out by the pool, trying to be brooding and mysterious. Just... go over there. Introduce yourself as the new neighbor. Tell him you got locked out. Whatever. Just make sure he sees you.” I sprinted back to my room, heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs. I scrambled onto my bed, pulling the curtains back just enough to create a thin, vertical slit for viewing. My backyard was visible, focusing mainly on the azure rectangle of the pool.

,she found hickeys on her laps,her waist and her neck. "How did I get here"?How come a total stranger had his way through me?. Were questions never answered by anyone. While she remained seated on the bed, she heard footsteps and quickly rushed into the bathroom. The voices were loud enough to slip through the tiles of the bathroom.It was Benjamin's voice that came through at first: soft and cruel. Yes, it is done! . Take a look at the duvet. "I think you should take pictures," Helen said. "Now, you have enough reasons to divorce her and be with me the love of your life" Helen said softly. As she drew Benjamin closer to herself. Audrey pressed her back against the cold tile as the words hit

He went over to Mickey. "Hey, move away. Let me do it, it seems as though you're planning to take my mom away from me" he muttered. Leah laughed from where she was. She's glad to see he's finally the cheerful Jaime that she knows. She looked around the restaurant worriedly. "Where are you?" She asked, referring to her husband, Sebastian. **** MONTERIO'S INVESTMENT*** Hailey shut down her computer as she was through with the day's work. She stretched her shoulder tiredly and yawned softly. She's suddenly feeling hungry.

He couldn’t do anything worse than he had already done Lilian was done being nice and helpful. She was going to put herself first from now on starting with opening her bakery. She didn’t care the impression it would give. She would already imagine the news headlines “ Wife of Billionaire Xavier Knight now Bakery owner “ They wouldn’t really care to include her name only his and she honestly didn’t care . She was going to make the best out this horrible situation . She had lost all appetite to eat and left the food on the table and retired to her room. The stress , worries and events of the day put her straight to sleep.

Batista hurriedly explained all that happened since they left the house and all that she had bought in preparation of the meal she had promised to make that evening. His excitement seeped through him and it caught the attention of the man standing with a glass of deep, rich wine in his hand and looking towards the city from the glass walls in his living room. Vishal furrowing his brows as he caught Batista's excitement. Something reared its head from within him and his surroundings became cold. He applied excess force on the glass in his hand and it's stem snapped into two. Barista noticed that the temperature emanating from the phone was unbearably cold so he hurriedly removed it from his e

… Secret Balcony – Midnight Isabella found herself trapped again in Leonard’s arms, but this time, his lips crashed against hers in a kiss that fused anger and raw desire. His fingers slowly unhooked her dress clasp as she fought to suppress a moan. "I want you now," he breathed against her mouth. "Here. On this balcony. Where everyone could see." "No…" she protested weakly, her body betraying her. Suddenly, she glimpsed a camera flash through the window. Someone was filming them! She shoved Leonard violently, knocking over a nearby glass that shattered on the floor. "We’re being watched!" she whispered, panicked. Leonard turned sharply, but the shadows were empty. When he looked back, her e

“I think sometimes people don’t realize how deep they’ve fallen into it. It starts small—checking their social media, driving by their house ‘just to see.’ But over time…” He sighed, the sound heavy with the weight of experience. “It can escalate. The person might start following them or showing up unannounced, thinking they’re being romantic or that it’s a sign of how much they care. But that’s the thing about obsession—it warps your perception. What you think is love or concern might actually be… something darker.”

His eyes looked dazed, like something had cast a spell on him. Rina smiled and linked arms with Kian. The three of them were laughing together like one happy family, making me feel like the outsider in my own home. Late that night, Kian and Rina finally went back next door. I cleaned up the mess on the table and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Water rushed from the faucet. I scrubbed the plates on autopilot. That kind of desire is strongest before it happens. But once it's over, you're left with regret.

The conversation was calm. She told me the club gossip, said the roses were winning the neighborhood contest, and commented on the plans for the next charity season. I listened, trying to be a present son, laughing at the right moments and talking about my trip, describing the architecture of Dubai and the exaggerated luxury of the desert dinners. But while I spoke of gold and skyscrapers, my mind kept returning to a black and gold card in a gallery in downtown New York, wondering if Kyle had already found the courage to call.

I cannot afford to eat out, so I can only continue experimenting in my kitchen to survive. “Hi, Catalina,” a voice calls. I look up to find my neighbor gawking at me with a creepy smile on his face, “I was wondering if you want to have dinner with me tonight?” “Thank you for the offer, Nevan, but I’ll pass,” I mutter and brush past him in an attempt to reach the gate quickly and escape from his shrinking watch. Ever since Nevan rented the upstairs apartment of the house I live in, he’s always watching me closely, he figures out everything I do, knows my schedules and where I go, leaving me to wonder how he does that.