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HUSBAND. He smiled sadly. She didn't want to acknowledge their marriage but didn't react. He was tired of always reacting to every little thing. If he was to win her back, he had to start with always controlling his temper especially around her. ‍​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‍Book From Passion to Obsession, chapter Chapter 43, page 1 read online

No one should feel safe. “You are absolutely right, you have no idea how much I regret not having done it and for that I offer my apologies. I can only say in my defense that I did not know what was going to happen, he was supposed to have surpassed Lourdes and I noticed a lot of progress that made me very happy. Not in a thousand years would I have imagined that I would start over with this hell harassing another person, I cannot express in words how disappointed I feel,” she said, shaking her head. A very crazy idea made its way into my brain and I couldn't help but wonder whether or not he would get bored with me because his behaviors seemed to have a repeating pattern. Would Ezra find an

" Tina asked. She can't help but feel a rush within her. Is she going to suggest that they talk him into finding a woman or letting the past go? She's ok for the later option but not the former. Jordan can only get involved with her, no, not her she meant someone like her at least. "He's heart was wounded when he lost his love. That wounded heart can only get cured by finding love again. What I mean is this. A woman like you and I have made him obsessed, it is only someone like us that can help him out of that obsession. Do you agree with me?" Isabella asked. Tina nodded. Isabella is speaking in idioms. She hadn't really said what she wanted. She's beating around the bush.

"I still can't believe your bother is a murder. He has been pretty quiet over the years." "Yeah until she came into his life. My brother had a sick obsession with my mother. I was fourteen and Dalton was only sixteen. My mother married his father. I was happy about having a brother, but then I started to notice things with Dalton were not right. He followed my mother around like a lost dog. I would catch him standing in her bedroom. Just watching her sleep. I tried to tell my mother the things I was witnessing, but she would just blow them off. My mother was a good woman and she was good to Dalton. I think he took it in a different way. It was almost like he was in love with her. She was sma

My obsession had become a silent companion, one that followed me everywhere, whispering his name, replaying our non-existent conversations. The digital realm became my playground, where I could observe Felix without being seen. I scrolled through his social media, analysing every post, every like, and every comment. But with each passing day, the line between love and obsession grew thinner. I found myself showing up at places Felix visited, not to confront him, but to catch a glimpse of him from afar. The rush of seeing him, even if only for a moment, was intoxicating, a height that I chased with increasing desperation.

Getting rid of this obsession would be his only priority until he could make sound decisions again. “Everyone would know—” “No one would suspect a thing, and you know that,” he interrupted. “We’re always together anyway, and they all know you’re the only one I trust.” “Won’t your girlfriend have something to say about that?” He had known that would come up. Though Rebecca had a problem with being discarded so quickly and without reason, he was sure that was the end of it. Everyone knew that once he said it was over, it was over. “I have no girlfriend. For however long this lasts, there will be no other women. And no other men.”

Susan swallowed hard. “I saw you with her,” she said, forcing the words out. “I just want to know why.” That was when his expression changed. Anger flared suddenly, violently, as though her presence alone was an offense. “Why?” he repeated. “You really want to ask me why?” He took a step closer, his voice rising, no longer caring who heard. “Look at yourself.” Her breath caught. “After you gave birth, you completely let yourself go,” he continued cruelly. “Fat. Bloated. You stopped caring how you looked. Do you expect me to stay faithful to that?”

He took a deep breath, searching for the right words to describe the horrors she had endured. “Sir, I’m sorry to have to tell you this, but your wife Jenny has been suffering a lot of maltreatment at the hands of her family. They’ve been pressuring her to marry someone they believe would mistreat her and turn her life into a living hell. They thought that you—with your cruel and harsh reputation—would be the perfect candidate for that role. Unfortunately, their plan seems to have worked. You’ve started showing your true nature toward her by coming home late, which caused her to catch a cold.”

Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?” Aris Sandoval was such a good-for-nothing type of a Casanova, but behind his charming looks that were effortlessly used to leave trails of brokenhearted women wherever he went, lies an obsessed heart longing for an extraordinary woman from his past. Will he still continue his mysterious obsession, once he found the right love with a different woman?

He does scare me but I refuse to show my fear. “And what if that obsession of yours will fade?” I contended, rage illuminating my entire being like a bright white light. I know how obsession works very well, but once that phase will be over. Then, I’m good as nothing but a toy he’s done playing with. And what next? He’ll discard me like I didn’t even exist in the first place. Obsession is a dangerous thing. It can make a person do anything, and by “anything,” I mean the most unbelievable of behaviors.