Obsesión Novels & Stories

he laughed again. "Why do you keep saying sex? It's make love baby. Sex is just for whore. We love each other so it's make love." he's laughing a little still, but he stands up and go to my place. He hugged me so tight. "I love you, I love you, I love you… And our baby too…" he whispered to my ear. He hold my hands and played a little. "You know that there's so many bad things happened into our life, Specifically to the both of us. I made so many bad things to the point that I become obsessed and stalked you… You're not the only one who called me psycho because I really am… There's this five men that I nearly killed because they betrayed me. I almost lose my sister and that's the start why I

'''' '''Answer me please. ''''I told you I hated him and I wanted to take my revenge on my own...''' '''So, You are using me????''' '''In a way yes... you wanted to hurt him and to let him go and in a way I wanted the same. i wanted to hurt him too. I wanted to hit him on his weak point and you are just perfect for this...'''' ''''oh really?????''''' ''''and one more thing... I didn't have any proof..''''

My jaw clenched. Mira leaned back; her voice calm and dreamy. "All night long, I thought about him." She laughed again. "And now? I believe in love at first sight." I stared at her, mute. This lady—this pathetic, manipulative lady—stood before me, confessing that somehow, in less than twenty-four hours, she had developed this pretty sick obsession for Alexander,my man. One measured breath came, then the next. "You're delusional ," I said, freezing her in place with my glare. "This conversation never took place. You are going to respect my father, and we are both going to pretend you never said all this."

Or focus my gaze on your bright eyes and forget about the world. My idea to try to forget all this and leave it in the past was to sink even deeper into work. This will cause me a future problem, I'm feeling it, but I can't escape it. It has become a vicious cycle. I think about her, I work more. I see her, I work more. Furthermore, I smell you, I work harder. There is no human being in the world who can handle huge doses of stress in a row and doesn't freak out.

There is more to their office relationship but I can’t seem to place my hand on it’’ ‘’Because there is nothing existing’’ ‘’Jayden is not the problem. That bitch is’’ ‘’I think she’s got a crush on Jayden’’ ‘’And you are okay with that? You are a fool. Sorry..but you are. But then…it would be okay if it is just a crush, however, she is obsessed with Jayden. And you know how bad obsession is. It is very dangerous’’ people who are obsessed can kill just t6om have to themselves the one they are obsessed over. So bad’’

Alli stood frozen, her breath caught in her throat. She didn't blink, didn't move, holding her breath until her lungs burned and her head swam. Inside, her insides twistedinto a hard, tight knot of something hot and ugly. It wasn't heartbreak—not exactly, not yet. It was something messier, something more primal. It was the choking, humiliating twist of jealousy, sharp enough to make her want to smash a beer bottle against the wall, scream until her throat was raw and bleeding, and then

His obsession was real. Every terrifying, unhealthy part of it.

What's wrong with wanting my husband? He got up from the bed rubbing his forehead. "It's not you wanting me Helen, let's just face the reality. "What reality?" She asked calmly. He looked at her frustrated. It's been "four years, Helen. Four years of trying to get a child. Series of failed IVF. What's the point any more?" Tears streamed down her cheeks."The point Benjamin is love. The point is us." "Us? What type of 'us' gives me nothing? Making love to you knowing there's no result feels like a wasted effort and why should I continue wasting my time on an infertile woman like you?

What do you think. Hope smiled a little through her tears. With a princess flag on top. Yes with the biggest princess flag he promised. Now close your eyes sweetheart. We are right here. We stayed with her for over an hour talking softly about happy things. Beach days and ice cream and the new baby brother coming soon. Slowly her breathing evened out and she fell back asleep between us. I looked across at John in the dim light. This is not just nightmares John I whispered. Someone is putting these ideas in her head. The obsession is reaching for the next generation. We cannot ignore it anymore.

It never ends well. Obsession is lethal. It creeps in quietly, wrapping itself around you like comfort, but it suffocates in the end. It erases who you were and replaces it with hunger. If I stay, the person I am will disappear, replaced by someone who longs for a violent man, a sadistic killer. Obsession has never been a good trait, and this one terrifies me more than he ever could. More than what happened earlier tonight. Being locked in that office was horrifying, but this is worse. This feels like addiction, deep and consuming.