Novel & Cerita My Secret Obsession

The moment that was so surreal, so impossible to occur in her thoughts was now happening as the door opened and he entered inside, leaving her shaken to the core. Was she going to get ruined again? Would she have the repeat of that night again? She now understood; That one night stand was the start of his obsession with her.

Friends noticed, colleagues whispered, but Adrian only smiled, thinking it was love, devotion, care. By the end of the week, Evan had fully established the rhythm of their lives. Adrian’s world revolved around Evan’s presence, his days carefully curated, his nights orchestrated for comfort and intimacy. Evan’s obsessive traits were fully visible now: constant checking, calculated proximity, subtle domination, unwavering control. Yet Adrian saw only love, devotion, and tenderness. And that was the dangerous part. Evan’s obsession had crossed every boundary he had tested before, yet Adrian welcomed it, craving it, addicted to the careful balance of dominance and tenderness. Evan knew it was pe

“You walk into a room and you tilt the whole axis.” I swallowed hard. “I didn’t ask for attention.” “You don’t have to. You command it.” My fingers clenched the page. This wasn’t flirting. This wasn’t harmless. This was obsession dressed in restraint. “You don’t even know me,” I whispered. “I know enough.” His thumb dragged a slow circle just above my knee. “I know you haven’t let anyone in. I know you don’t trust easily. I know you keep your secrets stitched tight under that pretty skin.”

“You sound nervous. Don’t be. I just want to… talk. Woman to woman. You can meet me, can’t you? Unless, of course, you’d rather I make things public.” Maya’s grip on the phone tightened. “What are you talking about?” “Oh, you’ll know soon enough,” Obetta replied, her voice curling like smoke. “There’s a little secret of yours I’ve stumbled upon. Quite interesting, actually. I thought you’d want the chance to discuss it privately before I share it… widely.” Maya froze, her mind racing. A secret? She had worked so hard to build herself into the woman she was now, burying the shadows of her past. The thought of Obetta knowing anything about it made her stomach knot.

I said I heard whispers from behind me and I knew people were starting to notice us. I was finally causing the scene. The woman studied me, walking closer,her gaze moving from my face to my hands to my shoes and back up again. “Your most priceless possession?”, she scoffed “What’s that?”, she asked. “That’s between me and Nicholas.”, I answered back. “Since it doesn’t involve this club, then you have no reason to be here”, she said “Maybe I’ll just come back when he gets better”, I said.

“I should call Ryan and have him take it on his way out,” I say while bringing out my phone. But then I stopped when I realized it’s been almost 10 minutes since I left Ryan, and he should have already left the place by now. Having no other choice, I got out of my car to go get it myself. Getting closer to our secret place, I begin to hear some funny voices. Once I’m at the door, I realize it’s a girl moaning, and I also hear slippery sounds and skin slapping against each other.

It was a trap set for a man who had broken every law of the wild to keep his greatest treasure a mystery. "I am the one obsessed with a secret mate," Angus growled, his eyes flashing with the full power of the Lycan King. "And may help them when they realize the secret is finally out." I reached for my sword, the steel singing as it left the scabbard. The secret was gone. The war seemed to have begun. The sound of the blade leaving the sheath was the only warning the world would get. Outside, the pack kingdom bell had fallen silent, but the air felt like it was screaming.

I wonder what he sounds like when he is close and when he comes and. I am so lost in my dirty thoughts and missed the way Mia was looking at me until she spoke. "With that look on your face, Sweetie? I think it's definitely a secret office romance." My cheeks turn a bright red and just because I am still a little bit worked up from my imagination, I ignore her and silently continue packing my bags.

I sounded like a giddy schoolgirl. “No.” I couldn't see his eyes in the dark, but I felt the heat of his gaze on my skin, taking in my appearance. And I heard his almost inaudible grunt. For some bizarre reason, I was hoping that was a sound of approval. I'd only ever cared about Flora's opinion whenever I dressed up before. “Then why are you here?” I crossed my arms over my exposed cleavage, however it didn't help because it covered nothing. “For someone who claims their identity is a secret, you definitely enjoy appearing everywhere.”

“Because some flames… aren’t meant to be controlled. Some obsessions… aren’t meant to be tamed. And some people… are impossible to resist.” The fog swallowed him again, but the electricity lingered. I was trembling, not just from desire, but from the realization that the first real obstacle had arrived—not someone watching from the shadows, not the city, not rumors—but me. My own obsession, my own surrender, my own dangerous choice to follow him into fire I couldn’t escape. Even as I walked away from the pier, alone in the fog, heart hammering, pulse racing, I knew the truth. This secret meeting wasn’t the end. It was only the beginning. And I was already consumed.