In Silent Obsession Ao3 Novels & Stories

"You spent three years treating this marriage like a convenient tax shield while you draped my sister over your arm at every event that mattered. Did you truly believe that when I finally picked up the pen, I would leave your kingdom intact?" Silas’s hand shot out, his long fingers wrapping firmly around the polished wood of her vanity chair, effectively trapping her between his forearms. His breathing was heavy, rough, and laced with a toxic, volatile obsession that he could no longer hide behind a corporate mask. He didn't recognize the fierce, brilliant woman looking back at him, and yet, the desperate need to break her composure—to make her look at him with a single shred of that old, te

“But at least I admit what I want. You hide behind this pathetic act of a man scorned, but the truth is, you can’t stand the idea of her moving on.” His jaw tensed, but instead of lashing back, he smirked. “Touché. But obsession is what wins, Rhea. Obsession is what keeps us hungry. And hunger is what gets results.” The two of them sat in silence for a moment, each lost in their own dark thoughts. The bar around them buzzed with laughter and chatter, oblivious to the venom dripping from the booth in the back. On the screen, the news anchor concluded the segment with a sharp line:

But even as I drifted off, his image lingered in my mind, a shadow I couldn’t escape. Sebastian D'Angelo . Mysterious, handsome, and completely out of reach. Yet, in the quiet darkness of my room, I couldn’t help but wonder – what if? Dear Readers, If you’re enjoying Sebastian's Obsession, your support means the world to me. Every like, comment, and share motivates me to keep creating. Thank you for being a part of this journey. Stay tuned for more twists and turns, and I hope you continue to love the story!

The red lace clung to my curves—thin straps barely holding me in, the thong cutting a daring line along my hips. But I didn’t dress for them. I dressed for him. My gaze flicked to the list of usernames scrolling beside the stream. And there it was—Obsidian. No tip. No message. Just… there. Watching. Silent. Always silent. He never chatted. Never begged. Never demanded. He didn’t have to. The toy inside me—the Lush—remained still. For now. My viewers didn’t know when he’d appear. Neither did I. But when he did… I felt it before I saw it.

THIRD PERSON POV Silea’s whole body shook as she scrolled through the photos, her manicured nails digging into the screen of her phone until the case creaked. The rooftop pictures were everywhere—Page Six, DeuxMoi, every trashy gossip account she followed had reposted them within hours. Owen’s hand on Aurelia’s waist. Aurelia laughing at something he said. That forehead kiss, soft and intimate, like they were already back to being the perfect couple everyone had expected them to be.

Every filthy, desperate moan from Bibi downstairs pushed her closer to her own edge. “You’re dripping for me, little Omega,” Aaron’s wolf growled in her mind. “You like this… watching… feeling yourself while I suck her… every sound, every taste… mine, and soon, you’ll be too Kira.” Kira moaned, biting her lip, pressing her slick fingers harder, arching her back. Her soft curves quivered as she imagined Aaron’s hands gripping her hips, pulling her toward his mouth, just like he was doing to her sister.

he added with a seductive smile. “Do you think it's possible to have just one person on your mind throughout the day?” Tabitha found it hard to believe that Silas thought about her all day. “I can't help it. When I want to enter my car, I think of you, imagine you sitting with me, and I begin to have dreams. You are my dream, my life, and everything,” Silas held her face and lowered his gaze to her lips. “I'm obsessed over you, Tabitha. And don't get me wrong. I'm obsessed over you in a positive way. I see darkness in my life if you aren't in it. I love you so much, I can't comprehend.”

It was well worth it to see the rage wash over his face and his fists clenched as he stopped himself from reaching to me. “Orso for crying out loud, I get being obsessed with her when she was unmated. But now she has a mate who happens to be your son. Get over it.” Ava huffed in annoyance as she turned and made her way into the hall without waiting for her mate. Orso glared at the two of us and growled as he followed behind Ava, everyone else following except Silas, his Beta and his mate. “He really is that obsessed with you. Has he tried anything before?” Silas asked with a growl to his tone as he watched me carefully. I shrugged and nodded, waving my hand in a so-so gesture.

I’m no longer the captain of a syndicate or the heir to a blood-stained throne; I’m just a man driven by a singular, primal obsession. It’s a battle of wills as I sink into his heat and my cock throbs from how incredible it feels. The mattress shakes around us, the heavy frame of the Hudson Valley estate groaning under the weight of a collision that’s been building since I first saw him through a lens at Club Ombra. Our throaty, desperate noises are the only sounds in the room, cutting through the silence of the woods outside. We are sweating, desperate, and buzzing from the chemical warfare we’ve inflicted on each other’s systems.

Daniel seemed to be holding himself back, but his fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were fixed on Gina with a fiery intensity. Gina interrupted him midway, cutting him off with her sharp words. Daniel's anger boiled over. "Get out of my way!" he yelled as he stormed out of the room, leaving Gina standing there, furious and frustrated. Meanwhile, Laura was silently sobbing in her room, heartbroken over the fact that the man she loved had chosen another. She was lost in her thoughts, trying to make sense of her feelings when suddenly, she realized that she was obsessed with Harold. She couldn't believe how much she had fallen for him, especially since she had been so blind to her own f