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My vision was slowly becoming hazy while my body was immediately taken over by fatigue… I held onto the edge of the tub while trying to stay awake but it felt like I was being pulled under by an unknown force. Went under the water as I was slowly consumed by darkness and I couldn't help but think.. Am I going to die? Is this how I'm gonna die? I stayed under the water, unable to move until I couldn't breathe anymore.. Unable to fight it anymore, I gave in to darkness and fell unconscious. ******* Damian was all dressed up ready to leave for the company but decided to have breakfast with his little woman before he leaves.. “Where is she?” He asked the housekeeper when he got to the dining Hal

He would've laughed if he wasn't thinking of spreading those thighs apart and burying himself between them. “I'm just wondering why you acted like I was invading your privacy when I asked to come here,” Gabriella retorted, puffing her chest out in defiance. “You are invading my privacy.” Gabriella intruded on a lot more than his privacy. Every time he's had her in his house, he'd been so tempted to keep her there and satisfy his obsession. But he knew his hunger for her was insatiable. Keeping her safe would not be enough, he'd want to possess her, in every sense of the word.

"They'll both realize you're not worth the trouble you bring. The family drama, the scandal, the chaos that comes with your baggage is not everyone can handle. And you'll have nowhere else to go but back into my arms. Won't you?" I stared at him, my heart pounding, and suddenly something clicked into place. Something about the way he was looking at me... not with love, not even with genuine desire. He looked at me like he wanted to possess me. With Obsession. His need went far beyond normal emotion. "Why are you so obsessed with me, Chase?" I asked, calmer but more pointed. "This can't be love. This isn't what love looks like. Is it the money you're looking for? My father's business connecti

CHAPTER ELEVEN PIERCE * * 'Kai, do you know that I can't stop thinking of wanting to carve off your flesh so I can see what's beneath?' There's no emotion more powerful than obsession, and it starts so slowly that you don't even recognize the patterns, and when you do, it's already too late, you're already enthralled in the darkness and deceit of your own making. It started with a simple desire of wanting to know him, but soon, it became not nearly enough.

Ghāb’s dark desires grew stronger. He wanted to mark this woman and make her entirely his. He wanted to kiss her until she was breathless in his arms… But he stopped himself. If he did that now, she would be embarrassed… maybe even afraid of him. And she would think he was nothing but a lustful beast. He sighed silently. Then finally pulled away when he felt her growing tense from his closeness. “Haah…” As for the knights of Kalsir… they were on the verge of dying from shock.

Her voice trails off, a hungry look in her gaze. I rub the back of my neck and stare at the floor. “Tempting, so tempting. Maybe next time, girls.” I guzzle down my drink as they whisper back and forth, probably plotting how to change my mind. I can’t make out what they’re saying and don’t try to. My mind is scattered in too many directions.

If his cousins could see him now, they’d probably be laughing at him for being so weak. Colton didn’t know why he was feeling what he was feeling. It was like he was on drugs and he felt the withdrawal of not being with her. Being with her made him feel alive like nothing else ever could. Every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was her. One could even say that he was obsessed.

She observed him as he explored her boobs, savoring every moment as if it were the most delightful treat in the world. In that moment, he did nothing, completely unaware that her stalker could be lurking nearby, watching her every move. He inhaled her delightful scent of sweet strawberry and cherry, eagerly continuing to suckle her swollen nipples. “Please…” She begged, craving for something greater. Her wetness was gliding down her legs. The air was thick with desire, and she found herself wanting him more than ever. She tightened her feet at the sight of his prominent bulge beneath his shorts. Andrew could feel her desire for him.

She did—tears pricking, lungs burning, cunt dripping onto the hardwood. He stroked her hair—almost tenderly. “I need you to remember How I never get tired of watching my video recordings of you. How much I have always craved and needed to own you—your body, your emotions, your soul. I want you to feel exactly the same way you make me feel.” Ivy wasn’t sure she could hold herself back from coming if he continued confessing his dark obsession over her. He pulled out, let her gasp, then thrust again—fucking her mouth with controlled, merciless strokes.