Obsession Vs Infatuation Novels & Stories

He asked in all sincerity as he gazed deep into her eyes and West swallowed hard. "Umm, that depends on you" West flushed red as she turned to look at the wall beside her, she was really embarrassed about all that took place. She knew she felt something for him but she couldn't bring herself to call it love.... She wasn't sure if what she felt was love or if she was just infatuated with him because he had been caring and tender towards her feelings and coupled with the fact that they had done some adult stuff together, a little romance could make her feel like she loved him but it probably wasn't love.

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."

But her voice came out breathless, weak. "You don't mean that." His gaze dropped to her lips, then back to her eyes. "Your mouth says one thing. But your body says another." He was right. God help her, he was right. Her heart was racing, her skin felt too hot, her breathing had gone shallow. This was attraction. Raw and undeniable and completely inappropriate given the circumstances. "I hate you," she whispered.

“Yes.” “You knew I was going to research you and prepare to betray you.” “Yes.” “And you hired me anyway.” “Because you’re the only person I’ve ever met who doesn’t need me to survive. You’d survive without me. You’d survive without anyone.” He reached up and touched her face like he was remembering what skin felt like. “And the moment I realized that, I understood I was going to lose my mind if you left.” She understood, in that moment, what obsession actually meant. It wasn’t passion. It wasn’t love in any traditional sense. It was the recognition that someone could exist without you and choosing to make them your reason to exist anyway.

I’d rather have him hating me to the point of wanting me dead than continuing to waste his life being obsessed with a woman who belonged to someone else. Hate was something a person could get over. Hate was an emotion you could move away from, given enough time and distance. But obsession? It was like a drug. I knew that better than anyone. I had watched it destroy Max, and I had felt it simmering in my own blood for Damon. No matter how hard you tried to kick the habit, that obsession would burn just as strong four years later the moment you saw them again. “So… I truly… held no chance then,” he scoffed, his head falling back against the pillow as he looked away toward the window again.

*"About us… if we fall in love, fine. We go with the flow." *"And if we don't?"* I pressed. *"Then what? What if you catch feelings for someone else after marrying me? You'll just — divorce me like we're in a video game?"* Ethan gave me a deadpan stare. *"You, out of all people, should know I don't have time or interest to fall in love with random women."* Annoyingly enough… that was true. I had seen him reject women who looked like they'd stepped off magazine covers. He didn't even blink at them.

Manik warned in his threatening tone which made harshad laugh loudly . "Manik i am so obsessed with her heavenly beauty and want her with me. I also come to know that you love her so it's gonna be very interesting to see how you're gonna save her from harshad." Harshad laughed, ashok was looking at them confusingly because their voice was not audible to him.

The truth remained directly before me throughout my struggles no matter how intensely I fought. He loved her. Not in a fleeting, reckless way. The manner in which it manifested defied categorization as simple obsession or lust. This phenomenon existed as a deeper entity beyond simple classification. Something unshakable. Sophia's gaze upon him revealed her deep affection. A gentle breath escaped my lips while an unnoticed burden from my chest began to rise. The moment to cease all hostilities had arrived. I got up from my chair and moved toward them while my heels produced sharp clicks on the marble surface. Upon my approach Alexander became aware of my presence before anyone else his expres

I always knew Alex is a smart dude, but I never really tapped into his knowledge. “Now Alex, what is obsession?” He cleared his throat once more bad went on. “Obsession is a constant or repetitive analysis of something to a point where it becomes very unhealthy, one way to know it's obsession is ; it fuels your ego, it fuels your desires in a dark way, and it starts to become unhealthy, you can't seem to let them go, but love, is the strength to let go because you love them and know they don't owe you anything not even their life!”

I smirked. “You still haven’t figured it out?” “If he is so obsessed, why did he get married to someone else and broke up with me?” “Obsession comes in many ways,his obsession in a bad way,he doesn’t want you to be with anyone but still wants to hurt you and make you see him as the best person for you, in other words that dude is crazy”. She giggled. “Well he is also stupid enough to think I will really choose him over you, I mean you”.