Novel & Cerita My Sweetest Obsession

James smirked. Footsteps suddenly sounded, followed by the waft of something sweet, lilac and vanilla in the air, both catching his attention. James stiffened and quieted, his ears twitching, his mouth watering. Absolute hunger bathed him, his stomach twisting. Good God, the woman smells divine. Must…taste…the woman…he needs her… like how he needs air to breathe... The desire and fervor did not spring from his mind, but from deep inside him. An impulse, a need. Primitive desire.

“You don’t even know me. You’ve built some version of me in your head from stolen information and twisted observations. That’s not love, that’s obsession. Dangerous obsession.” “Obsession?” He laughed, low and unsteady. The mask was slipping fast. “Yes, fine. I’m obsessed with you, Eve. Completely. From the first time I saw you in that meeting... strong, brilliant, carrying the weight of a new baby and a broken marriage... I knew. I’ve followed your routines because I needed to make sure you were safe. The gifts? Ways to show I can provide what he can’t. The hospital? I hated seeing you scared. I could have gotten her the best care instantly. The company crisis? That was necessary. To show y

"And you really look like someone who likes dark lyrics.” I gave an innocent smile, hiding in the background any characteristic of that little monster that lurking underneath.” "What's so dark about a woman who says she's crazy about someone?” "Nothing that is good comes from someone who is obsessed with someone else," he scored wisely. "You're right," I replied, arching an eyebrow. "Obsession always ends in a tragic way.

“You smell so fucking sweet. Owning you one day will be the sweetest triumph of my life.” “You’ll never own me.” Tristan pressed his lips to my skin. Then his tongue darted out, licking along my pulse point. He sucked and nibbled on my throat, his fingers cupping my head, tilting it to the side. My eyes fluttered shut. The sensations were foreign and mesmerizing. Tristan’s mouth on my throat seemed to send shockwaves through my body, creating sensations I’d never experienced before. His warm body pressed into me, his scent flooding my nose.

The way her hair cascaded down her shoulders, the curve of her smile, and the sparkle in her eyes—every detail etched itself into his heart, fueling his desire to possess her completely. He became obsessed with the sound of her laughter, the way it echoed through the depths of his soul and brought light to his darkest days. Her voice, like a siren's call, beckoned him closer, drawing him into a realm where nothing else mattered but their connection. Sebastian's obsession manifested in every action, every decision he made. He found himself constantly seeking ways to please her, to make her smile, and to feel her body pressed against his. The thought of being apart from her was unbearable, and

Brad thought for a minute and then slowly shook his head. “Naah, I can’t.” “Why not?” “Because I can’t find a replacement for you, is why not,” he replied. Then he grinned and added, “Incidentally, young lady, your pussy is as sweet as sugar. And you know what?” “What?” “The more you came, the sweeter your syrup was. Kimberley Kramer, you are the sweetest thing on two feet!” “It’s not Kramer, it’s Kane! What are you doing to me?”

The kind of peace that felt wrong when everything inside me was screaming. The golden ray of sunlight stayed on one side of my face, warm against my skin. I closed my eyes, letting the heat sink in, and pulled air deep into my lungs. The breeze carried the scent of pine and something floral I couldn't quite place. I hadn't let myself think about all kinds of horrible things. Horrible things included how I'd likely get arrested if anyone found out I was having an affair with the leader of the darkest organization the NHPD had been obsessing over and going after for years. The Maestro.

"I do like you Marilyn but not the way you think, I just want to make you mine. I am getting obsessed with you, obsessed with your everything (saying while licking his lips as his eyes roaming on me) I am obsessed with your eyes (caressing my eye lashes) Obsessed with your cheeks (rubbing his knuckles softly on my cheeks as I close my eyes leaning towards his touches) Obsessed with your ears (pinching my earlobes) Obsessed with your neck (caressing the hickey that he gave me, his thumb pressing lightly on that spot, making me whimper ) Obsessed with your lips (rubbing my lips softly as I gasp a little) Obsessed with your chest, waist , thighs (his hands were roaming around my whole body, giv

Dante happy or with any choice. The call ended and my boss kept staring at me, I was starting to feel self-conscious. Did I have something on my face? Dante lightly smirked when he noticed my squirmish state. “I apparently don't have a choice in this matter since I urgently need a personal assistant, what’s your name muñeca?” Why does he keep calling me that?! “Maya Jensen, nice to meet you sir” I walked up to him with my hand stretched for a handshake.

Lya, her partner-in-crime, shared an infectious laugh as they spun around each other, creating an enchanting dance that captivated those around them. *********************************************** In the dimly lit VIP area, Sweet sat ensconced in a leather-clad corner booth. He had taken refuge from his world of attention-seeking media personnels seeking solace in the allure of the club's vibrant energy. Sweet's eyes roamed the dance floor, appreciating the beauty in every movement, when suddenly, they fixated on a mesmerizing figure.