Obsession Rose Novels & Stories

But then I saw it. A dress on a mannequin. Soft pink. Subtle detail work. Balanced. Clean. I don't know why, but I knew. I glanced back. Lily was standing in front of the mirror, frowning slightly. Unsure. Overthinking. *"Lily,"* I called. *"Try this one."* She turned, clearly surprised. She didn't expect me to participate. *"Hurry up."* She looked at the dress. Her eyes widened just a fraction.

I stared at the door for another second before forcing myself to keep walking. This had already gone too far. I needed distance from her before this turned into obsession. By the time I reached my room, the door was already slightly open. I frowned immediately, then I stepped inside. There were candles lit across the room. Soft music. Rose petals scattered across black sheets. And Celine. She stood near the bed wearing only a silk robe hanging open just enough to reveal smooth skin beneath. Beautiful. “Welcome home,” she said softly. I stayed near the doorway silently.

another man's arms. The days go by, and he continues to observe her through the security camera, I would like that, like when I first arrived at the company, she would make the slightest mistake, but now she does her job perfectly, she has no reason to attract his attention, He only dedicates himself to observing her through the monitor on his screen. One day he feels that he must follow her and provoke an apparently "chance" encounter, he could not bear the mere idea of ​​having her close and not being able to touch her, not being able to caress her, not being able to make her his, his obsession and his desire for her, were a feeling that with the passing of the days didn't even let him fal

Her breathing started to stop. Then he released her. "You'll be confined to your room from now on," he said. "Ok" Her lips were trembling. He leaned on her neck, took a deep breath and began to take off her scent. Her scent was driving him crazy. He became intoxicated. It was the scent of his blood that was pressing his mouth. He put his hand over his mouth and barely backed away. "Go from here…Go" he roared helplessly. "I don't want to hurt you please go" He was helpless and backed away. He was restraining himself with his hands on his mouth. This desire had never been so strong before today. This girl was very special.

Dakota POV I stand in the doorway of the bathroom, watching her wash my cum off her face. She turns me on in unreal ways. I want to own her body. I want to be deep inside her pussy. The thoughts I have of her are not typical. She is my obsession. She cleans her face and walks to me, standing in the doorway of her bathroom. “What do you want to do to me now, stud?” Tonya asks me. The thoughts that are going through my mind are wild and machinist. “I want to take you to your bedroom,” I say to her.

Meanwhile, both his hands stretched out to the front, giving the red roses he brought to Qeiza. Qeiza was still stunned. She didn’t think Ansel could also act that romantic regardless of the surroundings. Had his shy vein broken? This was still in the day. Even, it’s the time to have lunch break yet. Her ex-husband was really weird. Qeiza had never known that Ansel could also behave confusingly and unpredictably. Where was the previous stiffed Ansel?

Surely, my mind was cruel enough to conjure this. But when I blinked, he was no longer on the bed. He was standing in front of me. Too close. Dangerously close. His breath ghosted over my lips. Storm-grey eyes locked on mine, a fire behind them that threatened to consume us both. And in his hand—this time—he brought the rose himself. A black rose. Obsession. Devotion. Darkness and desire, tangled into one forbidden bloom. No words passed between us. None were needed. The silence said everything.

Remember, you both also have to meet at some point, but let the energy and the zeal be heavier on his path. I hope I didn't fail you in this book and yes, this epilogue will be free. It Is a token of my appreciation to you all. If you enjoy the ride down here then I will recommend my new book to you all. “His Deadly Obsession.” Guys!!! Drystan and Rosealba are slowly becoming my favorite book couples. Trust me when I say Drystan is so obsessed and I can barely go a day without going back to read some chapter and giggle at every scene.

**FLASHBACK** Despite knowing Mason Brooks does not feel anything for her, she is hesitant to visit his office because she is still obsessed with him. She planned to visit his office because she had heard about his secretary's absence, which presented an opportunity for her to satisfy her long-standing cravings. She sneaked around until she got to his office's first entrance. Although she did not need to sneak before because she is also a staff member of Mason but not from Ooks group, seeing her here will raise suspicions and rumors. She had almost opened the door when she heard footsteps approaching the office, heels clicking gently on the ground. Her heart shattered as she quickly found a

Pondering something far away, perhaps in a realm of thoughts or memories Clara couldn't fathom. "Your love is an obsession, Clara. You need to realize that from now on." "But—" Laras raised her hand, indicating that she didn't want any interruptions. "Obsessions can narrow your mind. Is there any good in having an obsession like the one you claim is rooted in love? Is that so?" Clara looked at Laras with a puzzled expression.