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"You tried to escape him." Dimitri pressed his head harder against the stone wall. "You fought him, defied him, but he wouldn’t let you go because by that time you became his obsession." A shiver ran down my spine. Obsession. This was exactly what I was to him. Not a wife. Not a lover. Not even a prisoner. An obsession. A possession. Something he wanted to own. An object that he wanted to keep with him at any cost. "And when Nikolai becomes obsessed with something, he never lets it go so easily. It was the same in your case."

It feels like I’m losing my mind inch by inch, like the absence of her is its own kind of madness clawing at my skull. Sometimes I wonder what kind of disease or spell Anya Sokolova has cast over me. Because this obsession didn’t start slow it hit me like a bullet to the chest. One encounter during Roman’s wedding wedding, just one look into those soft, startled eyes, and I was a goner. A seasoned mafia man undone in a single breath by a woman who doesn’t even know the damage she’s causing. And God help me…I still can’t get enough.

The question was so unexpected that I couldn’t answer, I didn’t know what response to give her. The raindrops rolled down the windows, and the city moved past us in blurred colors. “What you want is forbidden, Zina, it’s a taboo, and you know it.” I finally found the courage to speak after minutes of silence. “ I don’t know what it is you call it, but one thing is sure, and I can’t ignore it even if I want to.” She paused and pressed her lips together, wiping her face with the back of her hand. “I’m obsessed with you, Alex. You’re my mother’s husband, yeah, I’m obsessed with my mother’s husband, and I’m fucking jealous that you’re married to her,” she exhaled as she had just let a huge burde

Benita said flatly. “You look beautiful,” Rafe murmured, stepping closer. She stepped back. Holding onto Tana’s arm, she descended the stairs. Damien waited downstairs. The scent of white roses filled the room, it felt too clean, too staged. When Benita descended the stairs, something in his chest fractured. She looked regal. Furious. Unbroken. A challenge. Their eyes met. And in that moment, Damien knew. Buying her hadn’t satisfied him. It had ruined him.

They say love is stronger than lust. But Niu believed otherwise. Love might be powerful, sure—but the pull of raw desire? That was even stronger. Still, maybe it depends on the person. When someone cheats, they know the risks. They know they’re about to hurt someone they love. But the thrill? The rush? It’s so intoxicating that it’s almost impossible to resist. Once you give in, it becomes easier to do it again… until you’re hooked. Niu had always loved Leanne—for as long as he could remember. But the night he saw Kate dancing wildly on the floor, temptation hit him so hard that he forgot about everything—his feelings for Leanne, his vows to Claire, even his marriage itself.

This is just one of the reasons why he must have her on his bed. She's just so sexy to ignore. "Were you expecting someone else?" He smirked. Hailey rolled her eyes. "What do you want?" She asked. "You" Charles simply replied. His eyes went to the pink gown she was putting on, as much as the dress looks innocent on her, he could swear that it was enough to kill a man. "I'm attracted to you" he smiled seductively. "I don't like you, I only want to f**k you. That sexy gown makes me wanna bury myself in between your thighs"

Anything to get my mind off tonight's event. We agreed on one drink but then turned to two, then three, and I lost count. Hours blurred past, and when I blinked, I was on a soft bed, and wet kisses trailed down my chest. I gasped as he swallowed my length, my breathing ragged. “Ah, please.” I found myself moaning. All I could see were the black vines and heavy muscles dancing above me as my entire body burnt. Lips touched mine; soft but a little reckless. A wet tongue slid into my mouth, fighting for dominance. I arched my body closer to feel more of the heat emanating from the body.

Will I continue to pine for her pussy? I plan to see Jade tonight and try to have a good time. I desperately need to let Tonya go, but the thought of another man touching her drives me insane. All I wanted to do last night was fuck her until I knew she would be too sore to even think about another cock. What the hell is wrong with me? I am not going to think about her or text her for at least a week. After that, I will see how I feel about her. Is this love or obsession or lust or something else? I do not know how I feel.

Jace is loving her spirit and her fiery nature and physique, but what's kind of limiting him is his 'billionaire fiancee' and how he and people feel, for him to go into a relationship or love his maid with his high status. READ ON TO ENJOY THIS AWESOME-FILLED ROMANTIC NOVEL. REMEMBER THAT PLAGIARISM IS BAD AND THIS BOOK BELONGS TO ME, Gift Odulesi so no one should steal my work. *** You can also join my Facebook group, Author Gift Odulesi (Gift readers) for more updates and interaction. It's to relate more with my readers and you can tell me what you need to know about my novels (updates, characters, e.t.c)

Goosebumps rose on her skin from the excitement. "You were trying to kiss up to me today, weren't you?" Zachary said in a low but flirtatious voice as he lowered his chin onto her shoulder. "Didn't you say that you wanted something in return?" Joey answered. Her voice was slightly shaky. His embrace inevitably always made her body feel limp. Perhaps this was the unique attraction between husbands and wives. Even if he didn't fancy her, they certainly had chemistry in bed. Zachary's lips brushed against her fair neck lightly. After a moment, he said softly, "There were many male models who had their eyes on you today."