Obsessive Kdrama Novels & Stories

He sighs, planting another desperate but passionate kiss on her neck, creating a hickey. " I am like this. Once I chose something as mine, I would get it this way or that way. You became my obsession. If Maria wasn't there. I would have claimed you as mine, even if it's a force. Don't think that only Male Lead can be obsessive and crazy. Female lead could be as well!"

Or because of the hatred in her eyes? "Now she won't forget her place. She will realize that she is nothing more than a mere distraction to me" he assured himself but then again his mind went to that wallflower. She felt beautiful and right under him. Earlier it was just a lust but now after getting her this close, that feeling turned into something stronger. Kind of obsession. He wants her under him. He wants to kiss her one more time. What kind of spell did she put on him that made him go crazy over her?. Even he couldn't stop himself, that much crazy he was for her. He was obsessed with her and any obsession is dangerous. • • • • • •

*"How do you expect me to keep my voice down? That man proposed to you. I thought he was married to his work." *"It wasn't romantic!"* I groaned, covering my face. *"It was practical. Logical. Stupid. Cold. Very him."* Diana plopped beside me, clutching my arm. *"Explain. Every detail. Right now. If you miss one comma, I'll slap you."* I told her everything. From the text. To him showing up. To the marriage talk. To the knife falling at the most dramatic possible moment. *"Okay,"* Diana exhaled, rubbing her temples. *"Let me get this straight. He wants to marry you because… it's convenient? Because you're quiet? Because you don't annoy him? And you won't disrupt his… ecosystem?"*

Selena Kapoor POV I could feel my heartbeat. He was holding me in my arms and he leaned down to my neck. That wasn't what I wanted but Even Though I could I didn't want to stop him. I was liking his touch. That warmth and comfort around him was making me forget myself every time. I thought it was Risabh who was making me numb but it was my husband too. He had the strange charm of his personality. He was kissing my neck. I closed my eyes. He started kissing it again and then he give me a little bite there and started sucking that place like was trying to go deeper.

Damn, I didn't ask to play! I am stashed behind the kitchen curtains, and I watch the show, and I like what I see. A beautiful woman that beauty has not left by the side of the road. She is wearing a yellow dress. Excess of coquetry? Need to be seen and admired over and over again? It seems like it is working just fine. I see her. She reminds me of femininity, and chills run through down my spine without being able to refrain them. They go too fast for me, just like my thoughts. I find it hard to focus on anything other than this woman. I do not know her. She doesn't see me from the top of the third floor, and yet I spy on her like a teenager would observe a classmate from the corner of his

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?

"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."

The feeling that she would never get him to love her made her despondent and she sunk into depression. She was quick to note that getting depressed wasn't going to help her. It was going to land her in trouble with Vishal since he was going to sense that something was wrong with her. Her mind wanderings took her to reflect on how Vishal had seen her dancing on the bed. She looked around and when she didn't see anything to suggest that there was a camera in the room, she gave up and continued with dancing. She noticed that the door to the living room opened and she amped up her game. She added vigour to the dancing and flexed her buttocks in an attempt to catch his fancy.

He drifted back down the bar to his usual stool, melting back into the ano-nymity ofthe crowd, leaving her aching, empty, burning up inside with a longing that threatened to consume her. Alli watched him go, her whole body a live wire of memory, her nerves raw with a desperate, aching desire that pulsed through her veins. The ghost of his touch lin-geredon her skin, a phantom sensation that both tormented and thrilled her. She forced herself to breathe, to focus on the mundane tasks in front of her, to wipe down the already spotless bar, to count the bottles she'd already counted twice.

“I know you two have history. And I don’t know what the hell happened before she moved here, but it’s all over your face, man. You're obsessed. You watch her like she’s air and you’ve been suffocating.” “That’s none of your business,” Dino said, his voice lower now, dangerous. Matteo didn’t back down. “It is when I have to sit through a dinner watching my brother stare at a girl like she’s already his, while she looks like she’s on the verge of falling apart.” Dino’s mug hit the counter a little harder than intended. “I’m not hurting her,” he snapped. “No,” Matteo said quietly, “you’re just breaking her slowly.”