Obsession Women Novels & Stories

Bearable. And I was 32. Not getting any younger. My parents wanted me married. Settled. Responsible. Whatever that means. And frankly, she was the only woman who didn't exhaust me within five minutes. I was used to her presence. Three and a half years of working side by side did that. Having her around 24/7 would only make my work easier. Yes, it was selfish. I know it. But I'm not a saint. Never claimed to be one.

They were so strict. Again with this rule . It’s not like she was dying to go to his quarters . “Aren’t you a little curious as to how am I his wife “ Lilian asked them “ No we are not!. We try our best to stay out of the young master’s affairs . Beside you wouldn’t be the first lady he was brought home as his wife “ The woman spoke mockingly. Lilian could admit she was both stunned and confused but before she could find out further what other wife , they couple turned to leave .

I still sat in the corner of the room with my head hidden in my face and hands. It was Gina. She was like an idol to the maids. They all looked up to her and followed her like little soldiers doing her biding with their tiny brains. She had a special place in Alpha Draco's heart and took so much pride in the fact that she was sleeping with him. I had passed the Alpha's room a few times at night –I always worked late into the night– and I would hear Gina screaming like a disemboweled puppy as he fucked her. The noise was unnecessary but everyone worshipped her just because she was giving the Alpha a little pussy every now and then.

“Like?” “No sex.” She said firmly. “You sure seem to be obsessed with this sex stuff.” I say jokily. “I’m not.” She whined. “You have already stated you weren’t interested in me, my darling, why bring it up again?” I ask, eyeing her. “Just making sure.” She insisted. “Yeah, sure.” I kiss her hands. For someone not interested in me, she sure wasn’t complaining. “Is that all?” “No extravagant wedding.”

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.

Ezrene swallowed down her saliva, trying to think about her answer and then with a sigh, she finally opened her mouth. “Obsession is that emotion of a human which ruins and harms every other feeling of a person when it collides with it whether with love or hate. Obsession destroyed everything because in obsession, the obsessor refuses to see the boundaries of right, wrong, moral, immoral, sane, insanity so if it entangles with love, it destroys the sacrificing selfless beauty of love because an obsession can never be considered as love no matter what,” Ezrene gave her answer which made the professor gave her an impressed smile.

“I told you I own everything, even Smith and her colleagues. So if you want this the hard way, I don’t mind it at all. Actually, I enjoy being a little rough with my girls.” The crazy woman said cackling after she cracked her neck right and left and that is when I knew that I needed to fight my way out of it, but looking around me, I found out that I was outnumbered. And even if I managed to escape her, I wouldn’t be able to avoid the rest of those naked women eyeing me as if I was a delicious meal and they were starving. “She said she isn’t interested, big A. So let the girl be and just find your fun somewhere else.”

And when still Emma didn’t react to her so than she had formed a group of nurses who always badmouthed about her and kept harassing her during her work. Emma was completely exhausted and tired. She had been sick for over a month she knew what this sickness is called but she didn’t have the courage to tell her sickness’s reality to Jacob as she has got pregnant. …

“Every time she’s near, every time I catch her scent, it’s like something inside me is trying to claw its way out. I’ve bedded more women than I can count, Knox. I know what attraction feels like. This isn’t attraction. This is something else. Something deeper.” “It’s obsession. It’s delusion. It’s you being a presumptuous piece of shit who thinks he’s entitled to anything he wants. You’ve always done this. You’ve always found a way to go after every woman I have wanted just to spite me. That’s what this is.”

I had never really tried to make myself likable, so everyone she asked about me simply told her the pictures they had painted in their heads about me. I was obsessed with her, that much was clear. Maybe that was just it, obsession. It had to be. I needed to be. I was obsessed with the possibility of her holding onto me and screaming my name, something I knew she had never done with anyone else. Maybe that was what made me mad over her, what made her special; the fact that she was unclaimed. I had to ask Vera, the only woman who I had felt just half as mad about her. I couldn't look at another woman the same way again. I couldn't concentrate at work. It was difficult knowing she was just a fe