Obsession: Dark Desires Season 2 소설 & 이야기

And in the silence after, as his arm tightened around me and his breath slowed, I realized something terrifying. This wasn’t just desire. It was an obsession. And it was going to destroy everything. His weight pressed me deep into the mattress, his chest heavy against mine as he groaned my name into my ear. My body trembled beneath him, still pulsing around his cock, milking every drop he gave me. I thought he’d pull out. I thought it was over. But Drake didn’t move. Instead, he kissed my neck, slow and rough, his cock still buried inside me, twitching. “Fuck… you think I’m done with you already?” he whispered darkly.

He licked the corner of his lips and moaned. "She tastes incredible," he pushed as he slid a finger into her. “ Fuck, and very tight.” My fists clenched. "I said enough." He stood slowly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "You okay, man?" No. I wasn't okay. Because this hadn't worked. This hadn't made me want her less. It had made everything worse. I wanted to throw him out instantly and have Aria pinned against the wall. Have her reminded of who exactly she belonged to. But I couldn't. Because that would mean admitting the truth. That I was obsessed with her. And that was the most dangerous thing of all.

“But all of my plans were ruined when I saw you for the second time, in the hospital, pacing back and forth, looking after my mother. And that’s when knew you were more than just a business deal. You became my craziest obsession. Something I had yet so far. And I wanted you all to myself no matter what.” “I have gotten everything I ever wanted and just the mere thought of you not being mine, drove me insane.” He rasped. My lips parted slightly in disbelief as I stared at him. With one long stride, he stood before me. My eyes widen when I looked at how enlarged his pupils were. His eyes reeking of lust, obsession, and something more. An emotion I had never encountered.

He was laying himself bare, showing me the monster beneath the suit, the man who was drowning in his own desire for a girl, for me. I looked up at him, my vision blurred by the tears that were finally spilling over. I felt the heat of his palm against my throat, the weight of his gaze stripping me of every defense I had left. I had spent so long wondering if I was crazy, wondering if I was the only one who felt this dark, magnetic pull. But standing here, feeling the way his body trembled with the effort of not crushing me into the bed, I knew I wasn't alone. He was obsessed with me. He wanted me. He wanted to own me, he wanted to spread me open in his bed and fucked me..

"I also began experiencing all these dark urges. I didn't want to get involved with anyone but I began to have sexual cravings. I was able to resist them for a while but then they overwhelmed me. They still do but now I don't have the strength to act on them." I noticed as she spoke her left eyelid was blinking slightly slower than her right. There was also a slurring of her words but I didn't know if that was from the tumor or possibly from medication. "Maybe I was feeling lonely. Maybe it was the fact that you treated me decently in spite of my appearance. Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was chemistry. Maybe it was everything. Maybe it was nothing. Whatever it was, when I caught you che

She is sitting cross-legged on a bar stool and consuming shots. Seeing her in that attire, he sighed and looked all over the pub once again. As he expected, every boy was drooling over her. Even the boys who were dancing with their partners and who had girls in their hands were looking at her like they were doing an x-ray with their eyes, which infuriated Xavier more and more. All of a sudden, everyone felt the murderous vibe in the pub, which made all of them shiver and look in the direction of the entrance. Seeing Xavier standing there with his dangerous vibes, they didn’t understand what was happening.

"And you really look like someone who likes dark lyrics.” I gave an innocent smile, hiding in the background any characteristic of that little monster that lurking underneath.” "What's so dark about a woman who says she's crazy about someone?” "Nothing that is good comes from someone who is obsessed with someone else," he scored wisely. "You're right," I replied, arching an eyebrow. "Obsession always ends in a tragic way.

Or because of the hatred in her eyes? "Now she won't forget her place. She will realize that she is nothing more than a mere distraction to me" he assured himself but then again his mind went to that wallflower. She felt beautiful and right under him. Earlier it was just a lust but now after getting her this close, that feeling turned into something stronger. Kind of obsession. He wants her under him. He wants to kiss her one more time. What kind of spell did she put on him that made him go crazy over her?. Even he couldn't stop himself, that much crazy he was for her. He was obsessed with her and any obsession is dangerous. • • • • • •

It couldn’t be. The temperature changed. Almost as if the air conditioner itself knew the devil had returned and needed to make the room warmer. Her body went into alarm. The hairs on her skin rose. Her hands froze around the speaker. She didn’t want to turn around. She didn’t want to confirm it. But she had to. Slowly, Eliana looked toward the doorway. There he was. Standing in his perfect darkness. Like the dead had returned to life. Black upon black. Everything about him wrapped in shadows, like darkness itself had chosen a body. Cesare stood in the doorway.

“Yes I know. I just ... had a lot of tasks, I lied.” “I understand, what was offered to you?” I looked at the display case and saw the reason for my craving. “I want a chocolate cake.” “Wait for me a moment.” Ana disappeared behind a door and Ezra was soon standing next to me. “Hi Kim, how have you been?” He asked with his charming smile. "Very bad." "More or less," I said, looking at my nails painted black. The enamel had been damaged a bit and it was time to paint them again.