Novel & Cerita Movie Dangerous Obsession

“Let me have the team check it first.” But something in my gut told me it was meant for me. I took the box and opened it anyway. Inside was a single photograph. It showed John and me making love on the balcony two nights ago. The image was clear and intimate. Across the bottom in bright red marker were the words “The Obsession Never Dies.” My hands started shaking. “John… this was taken two nights ago. From the cliffs. Someone was watching us while we…” John took the photo from me and cursed under his breath. “This is not possible. The new security should have caught anyone that close.”

“It seems that a week prior to Aubrey’s attack there was a deposit for twenty thousand dollars made to an off-shore account made to his name. Two days after the attack, another twenty grand was deposited. He was arrested a week later when there was an anonymous tip as to his location.” The implications cause my head to spin. Nelson wasn’t just a crazy fan with an obsession; he was hired to attack Aubrey.

I am struggling to trace my steps while I feel my head spinning. I hold my head and gaze at the corridor leading to the restroom. More suited men led my Mario were rushing in hurriedly but my vision is already blurry. Just before my vision went completely pitch black, Martinez pulls out a pocket knife and continued the rumble with Diego. I don't know what happens next. All I see is blood all over Diego's body. That's when I knew I count take any of it anymore.

“You wear my ring. You sleep in my bed. You carry my name. That makes you mine. Every inch of you. And if you ever let that bastard touch you again, I’ll make sure neither of you can ever walk again.” Aria’s eyes widened in horror. “You want to know what happens when a woman disrespects a mafia Don?” he sneered. “Keep playing with fire, Aria, and you’ll find out.” “You’re sick,” she whispered, the fear creeping into her voice. “This isn’t love, this is obsession.”

Jasmine soon forgot why she came here as the effects of the alcohol were kicking in, which was what she had hoped for. The evening arrived, and the bar came alive with loud music and colorful lights capable of sending an epileptic into disarray. Jessica danced away from her problems, grinding on men, flaunting her sexy build, and becoming the party star. Her style of dancing had attracted unwanted guests, and they were harassing her by forcefully pulling her body closer to their chest. Jasmine wasn't in her right mind as she tried to struggle but felt dizzy. She had to think of something unless she wanted to be raped.

“You dig into her life, plant fear, test her. That is a concern?” Her gaze smoldered. “And what if I am? What if I want to know everything about the woman you love? Is that a crime?” “It is,” I said, voice cold. “When obsession threatens her safety and her sanity.” A flicker of challenge crossed her face. She brushed her hand against mine, teasing. “You are still mine, Damon. You know it.” I withdrew my hand firmly. “No. That ended the moment you chose control over respect. When fear became a weapon. I am done pretending.”

“My girlfriend currently lies in a coma and the only person who saw it happen has somehow become the media’s favorite villain. I think that gives me the right to visit.” Eli moved in front of her. “If you came here to threaten her—” Damon’s eyebrow lifted slightly. “Threaten her? No, Mr. Rowan. I came here to offer her a way out.” Lena frowned. “A way out of what?” Damon’s eyes found hers, steady and cold. “The police investigation. The debt collectors constantly waiting outside your door. The press that’s already labeled you a threat. For attempted murder.” Eli’s voice rose. “She would never kill anyone!”

We were deep in the quiet, vicious satisfaction of shared disgust when the very man we were discussing appeared at the edge of our table, smiling like he belonged in the conversation. “Cassian. Great work tonight. Really special film.” His voice was warm and practiced. “Sofia, you look incredible as always.” The look that passed between Sofia and me was pure, unfiltered distaste. Neither of us bothered to hide it well enough. I gave him the smallest, coldest polite nod I could manage and said nothing. Sofia’s version of the same nod was even thinner. The man lingered half a beat too long, smile faltering, then drifted away toward easier company. Unfortunately a camera near the far column cau

Ara was a ball of sunshine before his arrival and now had reduced into a victim. Jenna gripped her drooped shoulder in a tight hold, making her look up into her eyes. "He'll kill you if you wouldn't," Jenna said in a serious tone. Ara's face paled with dread. "He is obsessed with you, Ary. He wouldn't let you go ever. I have seen the way he looks at you. He thinks you belong to him," Jenna said from her own experience. She internally shuddered, remembering her own past. Obsessive men are more destructive than a mad animal. They don't know the limits,"

They were all just trying to understand the situation but the room was dark and very big containing A huge couch with a King size bed. “See Dini. I will make it up to you, whatever you say I will do but not this. I ..I don’t trust myself . I will kill these scoundrels even if they are looking at you. You are mine ! Love and Obsession CAPO’s OBSESSION.” He pulled her into him and kissed hard. He nibbled her lips and bit them. He sucked her air yet not ready to leave her. Nandini was all about to faint when he left her. He was eating her like she was the last meal. Nandini tried to push him but he held her hands behind her back.