Romans & histoires Obsession Cast

“Been a while.” Marcus frowned. “Yeah. What’s up?” “Got something you might like,” Henry said. “Quick, clean job. Easy money and the client’s desperate. You in?” Marcus sighed. “I told you; I’m not about that life anymore.” “Relax, man. It’s not shady. The guy’s looking for his wife. She ran off, he’s worried sick. Wants someone discreet to find her, no police, no noise.” Marcus rubbed his temple. “That doesn’t sound simple.”

"You are insane. You are absolutely crazy." "I am a Moretti. We take what we want, and we keep what belongs to us. And you, my dear... became mine the moment you stepped foot into this family’s circle. Adrian threw you away, yes. But I picked you up. I claimed you. And I never share what is mine." He turned away and signaled to the end of the hall. A middle-aged woman in a maid’s uniform appeared, bowing her head respectfully.

He wasn’t punishing her for Isabella’s choices; he was seeing Isabella in her, and he wanted to recapture that lost connection, to possess the living embodiment of his deepest regret. He wanted to mold her into his partner, his weapon, his queen. The words from the outline she’d only just glimpsed in her own mind when planning the novel now resonated with terrifying clarity. He wasn't just breaking her; he was remaking her. And the profound, unsettling realization settled over Amara: Dante Moretti’s obsession, born of a past he couldn't let go of, was now deepening, dangerously unstable, and irrevocably focused on her. She was not just a pawn in a game; she was the central piece, the one he

* he said without looking up, dismissive as ever. *"It's important,"* I insisted. *"Mr. Cole needs her. She'll be occupied for the day."* He finally looked at me then, unimpressed. *"Oh yeah? Mr. Cole has no business with Diana. You can chat during lunch break. Right now, she's helping me. Please leave."* I glanced at Diana. She gave me a tight smile that didn't reach her eyes. We both hated her boss. He was cranky, perpetually irritated, like a man who argued with someone every morning and came to the office to distribute the leftover bad mood.

I watch TV and see two hot, hunky guys caressing and kissing a woman who seems to be enjoying it. The two handsome men, one brunette and the other blonde, are naked and stunning. They both have huge limbs, and all I can do is drool over them and imagine myself as the woman. Yes, I want to be the lucky one standing between them, about to be fucked like there’s no tomorrow.

, Shaurya finished his speech and saw how horrible Chase's expressions were. "Chasey, think properly. You are only infatuated by Nishu. You have to find out What exactly you feel for her. What is this feeling called? You have a very strong Obsessiveness of attraction for her. And you know that this type of strong Obsessiveness usually does not last long and makes people unable to think about anything else. You are one of those types of people", Shaurya pulled the last strings of Chase's hidden obsession. Shaurya mentally smirked and Chase instantly ran out of his cabin.

Except he wasn’t untouchable anymore. Lance had touched every guarded part of him. And now he wanted more. All of it. Every side. Every secret. Every ugly thing and every soft thing Ragnar tried to hide. That was when Lance finally understood. This wasn’t a crush. Wasn’t infatuation. Wasn’t even love in the clean sense of the word. It was obsession. Real, deep, ugly obsession. The kind that rewired your habits and disguised itself as affection. The kind that made someone else feel essential.

“What I have for you... is obsession.” Obsession? Isn’t that love? Her breath stopped and eyes darted between his, searching, hoping he didn’t mean it. That it was some twisted joke. He doesn’t love her? He never did? Then what are they in a relationship for? He was unreadable. And she– She was breaking quietly. “But you’re mine.” Killian added firmly. “My obsession.” He paused, tilting his head ever so slightly. “And I don’t let go of what’s mine. Ever!”

"The salary you have given so far is more than enough to support my family. But I only have one wish, never indulge your obsession until you commit a crime... I will not support that." "Ok..." Oskar nodded, silent again with a strange feeling because, in the end, it was like he had no support to get Elena again. 'Maybe I should find a new confidant specifically to get rid of Ray and Evans...I won't let them live in peace because they are people who make me unable to be with Elena,' he thought, still unable to stop his Obsession. ___