Obsession With Ex Novels & Stories

“It's not that I don't... really.” He leaned forward. “You are not listening. You should know that I love you too much. It’s not good. It's the same reason why my ex-wife left. I have obsessive behaviors, Julia,” he said in a low, tight voice. “I can be very possessive and controlling, but none of this was my choice. It’s how I do things. You are not ready for someone like me. You still need more time to know me. I know I am asking too much from you, but this is my way to make this work.”

“It’s like I’m haunted.” I put on my best therapist voice: “You know obsession is a two-way street, right? He probably doesn’t think about you at all.” She actually looked offended. “I don’t obsess.” “You literally Googled him until two in the morning. I heard you typing.” “That was research. I don’t want to get humiliated in front of Dr. Harrison.” I cackled, loud enough that a couple at the next table turned to stare. “You are so full of shit. You want him to humiliate you. You want him to drag you in front of the whole class and—” I made a spanking gesture.

We both laughed, getting into our own business, forgetting the conference meeting we were to attend. "I love you, Eve and I'll forever love you. You're my life and joy. My Obsession, I can't do without you, forever." I said. "I love you too, Justin. Mr Obsession." She teased and we laughed.

I am aching for her. I spend my day trying not to think about her sexy body and her huge tits. I have always been obsessed with tits. She let me suckle her as long as I wanted. I want to just hold her tit in my mouth while I fuck her pussy. I have to stop thinking about her while I am at work. I cannot have a hard cock while I am standing by the pool, passing out towels. I have never been this happy to see the next shift coming to relieve me. I want to go back to her. I want to dive into her and stay there forever. I need to touch her. What the fuck is wrong with me?

I have to know why the man was so riled up to the extent that triggered such a reaction. If there had been an incident related to this company which had cost someone's life, it'd be scattered around the Internet. I've figured out that what those media hounds backed up by Dante’s rivals are craving is the downfall of the company. They can do anything to make sure it not only goes bankrupt but gets forgotten, and Morris has lent them a hand for selfish reasons while pretending to be the good cousin. I only looked up from my desktop when Gina returned to announce that it was closing time and we were the only ones left. She gathered a few of my things, which I couldn't do without, while I grabbe

I say, giving up, I know that if I say anything back, she'll start talking non-stop. My mother says goodbye and we end the call, I feel silly and go to go back to my room. Allison is driving me crazy, I never thought that such a small woman could be so bold, she's pretty and I have to admit that, she's got a nice ass and nice tits, even though she's wearing a lot of clothes because it's cold I've noticed her body, at the fair I could appreciate her body and the truth is that when she gets nervous I get fucking horny, I've always liked women who are calm and more modest and I've only fucked myself up because of that, my ex-wife is the greatest example of how being too affectionate and patient

My jaw clenched. Mira leaned back; her voice calm and dreamy. "All night long, I thought about him." She laughed again. "And now? I believe in love at first sight." I stared at her, mute. This lady—this pathetic, manipulative lady—stood before me, confessing that somehow, in less than twenty-four hours, she had developed this pretty sick obsession for Alexander,my man. One measured breath came, then the next. "You're delusional ," I said, freezing her in place with my glare. "This conversation never took place. You are going to respect my father, and we are both going to pretend you never said all this."

"You mean, sir?" "Yes, obsession. Didn't we talk about that before? You also know that I was obsessed with imprisoning Amanda, and it has been realized." "So, you're asking about my opinion, sir?" Oriaga nodded. He sat on the sofa as Zayn stood in front of him. They were in the CEO's room. "Obsession is quite scary, sir. Because one can go against anything to realize one's obsession, it's different from a wish, but a strong desire at a pretty bad level."

Stay tuned for MADDEST OBSESSIONS. Love. NaYa.

Always close by. constantly observing. Never getting close. never saying anything. Just watching. It was hard to ignore the pattern. My desk was piled high with pictures by midnight. And each and every one of them told the same tale. Harold had spent years observing Evelyn. long before she got married. long before she became successful. long before she came back. I had a bad taste in my mouth after realizing this. Because obsession didn't just go away over time. It expanded. It changed. It got risky.