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There's a picture of mine that holding my phone and talking to someone, it's when I'm calling Emerald. Is my stalker obsess with me? I don't want to assume but why is he doing this, knowing that he can't get anything from me aside from humiliation. I'm such a trash... He should stop his crazy stalking. I pick up his note for me. "I CAN'T RELAX WHEN I DON'T SEE YOU BABY... I COULD TELL I'M OBSESS." He's leaving a letter that's not a help to find him. It's frustrating me that I don't even know a single thing to him as much as he do to me. I know that he know so much about now.

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(Valerie’s POV) The café emitted an overpowering stench of scorched coffee beans mixed with tangible frustration. Long shadows stretched over the scratched wooden tables under dim lighting while distant conversations merged into static noise filling the air. My fingers curled around the cup as I sat in the corner watching the door. The coffee's warmth had faded ages ago yet my purpose here never involved the beverage. My presence aimed to gather data. Emily entered abruptly as her coat spread out behind her creating an unnatural wind effect. Her facial features formed rigid lines while her movements became awkwardly stiff due to her anger. It became apparent that she had experienced minimal

“She was too eager. Too prepared. Almost… relieved.” He paused. “And Jenny herself — she looked completely unaware. Like someone who didn’t choose this marriage… but someone who was pushed into it.” Richard leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping the desk lightly. A slow, calculated expression formed on his face. “Interesting,” he murmured. The atmosphere thickened. Something dangerous flickered in his eyes. “Continue,” he commanded.

She forced herself to search the pockets, each second stretching like an eternity. A rusted compass. A scrap of faded fabric. Nothing familiar. Relief washed over her in a shaky exhale, but it was drowned instantly by dread. "Whoever he was, he died terrified," Caleb muttered, turning the brittle note over. The words, uneven and desperate, seemed to bleed through the page. Save yourself. "Him writing this before dying instead of escaping means he got hurt and couldn't escape or he got trapped inside" Emily said thoughtfully, still scratching her now bleeding skin.

He put his hand on his cheecks and continue to stare at her lovingly. Luna was noticing his behaviour from start. so, when he stares at her she felt shy.she puts the document down and says" what are you looking?"> Alexander gives silly smile and says" what am I looking? huh huh I am looking at my baby girl, my wife". Luna rollls her eye hearing Alexander. Ignoring him she continues to read her documents. Alexander feels ignored. so he snatche the document from Luna hand and said" You are ignoring me baby girl . Is this document more important then me to you. And who is this man and what is this baby girl you are reading other mans information infront of me huh huh ".

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“What’s it like? Having him as your stepbrother?” Trisha’s eyes sparkled. “Yeah, he’s obsessed with you. We can all see it. You’re so fucking lucky.” Maya wrapped her arm around Bella’s waist, whispering in her ear. “Tell us what he’s like. Please. Just one tip. We all want him.” Bella’s face burned, but deep inside, her body throbbed at the truth. Dom was obsessed. And she was falling, fast. And across the room, Dom watched her with a look that promised he wasn’t done.

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 68: Drenched in Obsession She continues to move against him, her body completely overtaken by the madness of the moment. Everything is heightened. Every single sensation, raw and intense. Desire—pleasure—each feeling swells to an unbearable edge, heightened to its most punishing extreme. Her thoughts are no longer coherent. Her mind is spinning in wild, uncontrollable circles, caught between the chaos of her need and the ruin it’s leaving behind.

He was such a complex man. "What do you think obsession is?" he asked, locking his stormy eyes onto mine. I was caught off guard by his question. "Obsession?" "Yes," he replied immediately. No hesitation. No smile. "Well, I think it's uh..." I chewed my bottom lip. "An unhealthy fixation. Like the... the strong influence. A compulsion. The desire to have full possession of something or someone," I explained, carefully selecting my words. "It can also be linked to mental illness."