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His face is a blank mask giving away nothing. She smiled bitterly. "No, I am not. Its just that, I was not expecting to be attacked so soon after offending him. He really works quickly. I wonder what kind of a person wouldn't hesitate to kill their own child" she murmured. Who would be pleased to be targeted by their own father. Dante's gaze softened a fraction.

The only one he can push. "I know I am not worthy of your love. I know I have said the word 'I love you', and I know I can't say it," he sucked in a lot of breath. "I can't say I love you because of don't know how to love. The feelings I have for you run deeper than anything you can ever imagine. You are not my love, Ixora; you are my obsession. An obsession I don't want to walk away from. I had planned to make you fall for me and then break you, but I never imagined that I would get caught in my own trap. I need you in my life, Ixora, more than anything. Back then, I kept a burning fire, which I fueled every day to represent my anger and hatred. Now, I want to start a new fire, one that wil

I gawked at her, “What is it to you, Rose? You don't even like him; this is just some crazy obsession that you have.” Veins bulged on her forehead and neck, pulsing with rage. Her gaze was venomous, “You know the worst thing about having an obsession? If I don't have him, nobody can.” I stood up to her, "That obsession - would kill you."

“And at least I’m not working for free.” He gave an exaggerated gasp. “Ouch. That was personal, dolcezza.” I smirked, sipping water, the cold sliding down my throat. “Not as personal as your ex trying to hit me.” His fingers paused over the keyboard. Just briefly. A flicker. But I saw it. He blinked, feigning casual surprise. “She tried to what?” I raised a brow, leaning against the counter. “Oh, come on. Don’t pretend you didn’t know. You’re about as subtle as a gunshot. Besides, I could tell there was something fundamentally wrong about her.”

The words tasted like acid, but I meant every syllable. He rolled his eyes, sighing dramatically, as if I were the one acting ridiculous. “Oh come on,” he said, voice dripping with amusement, “You’re not still hung up on that woman, are you?” His tone shifted, cold and mocking. I didn’t even realize I had moved until I took a step forward, a growl escaping my chest as my fangs flashed. “That woman was my wife. Bearing my child.” The words felt like a dagger twisting in my gut. I couldn’t help it—her face flashed in my mind, her mangled body sprawled on the rug in the living room. It never left.

If his cousins could see him now, they’d probably be laughing at him for being so weak. Colton didn’t know why he was feeling what he was feeling. It was like he was on drugs and he felt the withdrawal of not being with her. Being with her made him feel alive like nothing else ever could. Every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was her. One could even say that he was obsessed.

I yelled,my sight was blue. I couldn’t see a thing,except Death, nothing seemed to be my concern except Death who she was chasing. “Lena, you're not thinking straight, calm down!!.” Death told me. “Stop it!!.” I roared, I felt something burning in my heart, I could feel it move and in a second fire springed out of my body. I couldn’t see anything.

I kept my eyes locked on the lens the entire time, talking directly to it, to them, to my boss, to whoever was staring at their company monitors in shock and unwilling lust. “He’s so much bigger than my ex,” I gasped between thrusts. “Fills me so deep I can feel him in my stomach. Look how stretched I am. Look how wet. This is what you get when you call a woman cold in bed. This is what real want looks like.”

“This isn’t funny, Aston. She’s obsessed with you. Like, weirdly obsessed with you. The worst part is that she doesn’t know it yet. She thinks that her feelings are hate. But I know what they are. I used to feel the same way about my ex. It’s that crazy feeling when you are so obsessed with someone that you can’t breathe, can’t think straight and do stupid things like try to fuck them out of your system.” I knew exactly what he was talking about. I felt the same way all the time with Maddy. Even when I was trying to fuck her out of my system, I just knew that was not possible. She ruined sex with other women for me. No girl comes close to Maddy. Nobody.

he said, as I pushed my legs apart on his. His finger throbbed into me, causing my head to fall back and moan. I could feel his shaft in his trousers as it rose to meet my pussy. I rushed to my feet and ran upstairs, my chest burning. This wasn’t love. This was obsession. He was obsessed with me. My hands shook as I grabbed my phone and called Chelsea. “Hey, girl” she answered softly. “Can I come over?” I sobbed. “Of course. What’s wrong?” she asked, but I had already ended the call.