Novel & Cerita My Sweetest Obsession

The room felt warmer and more intimate. I opened the box and took out the vibrator. It was smooth, curved, and surprisingly heavy in my palm. My cheeks burned as I turned it on. The low, powerful buzz filled the quiet room, making my stomach flutter. I lay back against my pillows, heart racing. Before I could overthink it, I opened I*******m and went straight to Ezekiel’s profile. There it was — the most liked video that I had also been obsessed with for weeks.

Maleah states with a pat on my back. Even if working at Sweet Perfect is not where I saw myself going, it feels good to have something to do. I’ve always enjoyed working with Maleah. Sweet Perfect’s catering is in high demand. Maleah does a lot of work for very important people in the city. Over the years that I’ve worked at Sweet Perfect, I’ve helped cater to some pretty prominent people. I’ve even met a few. I rocked all of those jobs. Too bad that my personal life is such a mess.

Our obsession shows our ETERNAL LOVE We are each other's ETERNAL OBSESSION. THE END

“Everything about you tastes perfect and I am obsessed with you. It is not healthy, it can’t be.” He tries to keep a straight face but the smile wins and his lips break out in a grin, I find myself smiling back at him widely, like someone that has lost her mind. Maybe I have lost it. But if this is what it feels like, then please, I want some more crazy. “No obsession is healthy,” I mutter playfully. He quirks a brow, tracing my sides with his finger. I swallow thickly, something hot settling in the pit of my stomach.

I bet those pitch black eyes would look delicious filled with fear, fresh off a run. I thought the only upside to this little pit stop was that I’d be in their home. Closer to Gavin, closer to the top, closer to more information that Oz could use to fuck up their shit, but every time Sweetness moves it’s adding more upsides to the list. She knocks into someone, stilling immediately, and if I wasn’t so distracted by the way her perfect curves sway as she walks, I would have identified this problem sooner. Gavin.

UNKNOWN Smack..."If I can't have her, then no other person will get her." Obsession is misunderstood by most people; some think it’s chaotic. Messy. Uncontrolled. It’s not. Not when it’s done right. When it’s real and it’s precise. Careful. Patient. It watches. Learns. Waits and most importantly It chooses.

Any annoyance I had once felt for Callum had been totally replaced with lust. Attraction. He had acknowledged his act, kept it up for others, but only I knew his secret. His true self. He had given everything up for me. He had bent his whole life backwards for me. I dare say he was obsessed with his little slut. And that obsession was mutual. I could not get enough of him. He was the best, dirtiest, most sexy boyfriend I could ever ask for. My lust for him had been well founded and it was paying off in spades.

Everyone’s divided into camps: the gawkers who treat the Langstons’ downfall like entertainment, and the loyalists who defend them like knights circling a wounded king. The queen bee, Sloane, is loudest among the loyalists. “This is garbage. Fake news. My dad says the Langstons are untouchable. This’ll blow over by the weekend.” Maybe she’s right. Maybe not. But her voice trembles just enough to betray the fear she’s trying to hide. I take my usual spot near the edges, unpacking my lunch with steady hands I don’t really feel. My phone buzzes with updates, but I don’t check it. Not yet. Not where anyone can see.

And pressed a warm kiss on the back of my hand. A violent shiver ran through my entire body. Then he whispered in his rough, husky voice: “Good morning… my sweet one.” My breath stopped. One moment… My sweet one…? Sweet one?! My brain completely froze. Heat rushed to my face so fast I thought I might actually catch fire. As for him… He watched me with that calm, amused expression, clearly enjoying every second of my embarrassment. “Gab…!” His name came out of my mouth weak and flustered in a humiliating way.