M Y Obsession Novels & Stories

"But if I had that kind of money I’d buy every single company that makes pineapple pizza and shut them down." Jayn gasped. "You’re a monster." "Says the woman who thinks ketchup belongs on eggs," I raised a brow. She groaned. "Why do you hate joy?" I smirked but said nothing. Jayn was good. Too good. I wondered why she chose this life. She could easily make it doing other legal jobs.

Yes, I want to be the lucky one standing between them, about to be fucked like there’s no tomorrow. I want to rub myself all over those guys and feel desired; I want to feel those big hands on my body squeezing me. I want to experience all that masculinity and horniness. If I doubted it, I even want to be spanked on the ass, but all I do is stare at the screen and watch the naughty p**n. I'm staring intently at the TV when the phone rings, startling me. Afraid of being caught watching a dirty movie, I quickly change the channel and get up in a hurry to answer the phone.

I asked calmly. “I can't,” Mother looked away from me. I licked my lower lips and nodded my head, “Okay,” I needed to get a reaction or something out of her, “To get Charmaine treated, I accepted a job and that job is to assassinate someone,” Mother and Mika looked at me with their eyes wide open, “Right now I'm living at his house, I think he has fallen in love with me but there is a problem, he keeps having nightmares about Aurora Candace Zephyr, every day I wonder what's the connection between Aurora Candace Zephyr and Jaylen Noire Adryan.”

Lusy asked, seemingly seeing Molly's enthusiastic expression. "You're her assistant, I'm afraid you'll report me to your boss," Lusy said, making Molly sigh irritably. "Hey, you know, I never mix work matters with my curiosity. I'm professional," Moly replied, making Lusy snort. Yes, it could be said that Moly was always curious about circulating gossip, even if it was just cheap gossip or unclear news, making Lusy sigh roughly. "Listen, I'm not saying this is the truth. You know, I heard it from someone else too," Lusy said, making Moly nod with shining eyes, making Lusy sigh roughly again.

“There would be functions where we would be in attendance to and you would play the part of a doting wife and I , a caring husband. We would both remain faithful to each other during the period of our contract and there would be no talks of children. I am a very busy person so you would most likely have the house to all to yourself as I would be scarce there. I assure you this agreement would be over before you know it “. His voice was tight and void of any emotions. “ Do you understand or do I have to go over everything again… Oh and before I forget , you and your father have been warned. I do not enjoy being fooled and would only let this slide once… Am I clear? “ His expression was harden

I've only been here a little over two weeks and I feel like I'm losing my mind. I actually lost my mind a long time ago, but now, I was just falling deeper and deeper into insanity and I think it has to do with the fact that I was becoming obsessed with Kitty. I had created this entire thing in my head that I knew wasn't normal but I couldn't stop it. "Because of Kitty," I repeated to Mason once again and he shook his head as he chuckled and moved away, his hands covered in my blood. "Kitty will be the death of you, Prisoner VII," Mason said as he washed his hands in the basin, "you really going through all of this for her? Who's running the drug industry if you're here in this place?"

“Yes.” “You knew I was going to research you and prepare to betray you.” “Yes.” “And you hired me anyway.” “Because you’re the only person I’ve ever met who doesn’t need me to survive. You’d survive without me. You’d survive without anyone.” He reached up and touched her face like he was remembering what skin felt like. “And the moment I realized that, I understood I was going to lose my mind if you left.” She understood, in that moment, what obsession actually meant. It wasn’t passion. It wasn’t love in any traditional sense. It was the recognition that someone could exist without you and choosing to make them your reason to exist anyway.

“And yet you won’t let me drag her here for you. You say she’s the one you want, so why the fuck are you stopping me?” Because this obsession is already dangerous. If I take her during my rut, I might lose complete control. I could chain her to my bed, fuck her for days without stopping, and destroy anyone who tries to come near her. I’ve never felt hunger this primal and dark in millennials. “Go wait for me in the throne room and make sure everyone is settled,” I order with a tone of finality, leaving no space for argument. “I’ll be there soon.” Yanni bows reluctantly and leaves, though I can feel the weight of his unspoken questions.

I growled, jerking faster, imagining her legs spread for him, but her eyes closed—seeing me. "Fuck, princess! Fuck, I'm going to come for you. Daddy is gonna cum for you. Right in your mouth." I growled, stroking my cock a little too harder, staring hungrily at her picture of my computer. I came hard, spilling over my hand, chest rising and falling in short, uneven breaths. But there was no peace after. No satisfaction. Only obsession. I stood, paced the office. Tried to open work documents. Tried to read intel reports. But every line blurred into nothing.

“I love you so much it hurts. Don’t ever stop loving me like this.” Matteo leaned over me, chest pressed to my back, his mouth at my ear as he pounded into me. “I’ll love you until my last breath,” he growled, voice breaking. “You’re my light. My obsession. The mother of my sons. I’m going to fill this perfect cunt again and again until you’re dripping with me.” His fingers worked my clit faster. I came violently a second time, screaming his name as my pussy spasmed around his cock. Matteo roared, burying himself to the hilt and exploding inside me — thick, hot jets of cum flooding my depths as his cock pulsed endlessly.