روايات وقصص ضمن Obsessive Kdrama

another man's arms. The days go by, and he continues to observe her through the security camera, I would like that, like when I first arrived at the company, she would make the slightest mistake, but now she does her job perfectly, she has no reason to attract his attention, He only dedicates himself to observing her through the monitor on his screen. One day he feels that he must follow her and provoke an apparently "chance" encounter, he could not bear the mere idea of ​​having her close and not being able to touch her, not being able to caress her, not being able to make her his, his obsession and his desire for her, were a feeling that with the passing of the days didn't even let him fal

She gave him a hard gaze, "In your dreams, Aleksandr. You asked me this before too and I also told you, you are my obsession. And I hate it the way it's making me look in front of my family. Everyone thinks I am in love with you!" He chuckled with amusing features. "And that's troubling you. Because now your family thinks you are in love with me." "Stop laughing." She gritted out. Aleksandr neared her face and nodded. "Do you know what obsession means, Tigritsa?" He asked her, his eyes gleamed as He spoke. "Obsession is when you have many beautiful ladies at your beck and call. Yet you are not interested in them. You only want the woman who refuses to let you come near her. Obsession is when

“But all the plot twists that has happened in your K-drama life would not have happened if you weren’t so- and I say this with so much love- gullible.” “I’m not gullible.” I stab my toast in annoyance. “Baby, don’t take it out on the poor piece of bread. You are literally married to a mafia boss who tricked you into being his wife under the pretense of you helping secure a position in his father’s company. Your step brother has swindled and stolen money from gangs and other people, but you, my darling, always paid for these debts, including the gambling ones. Should I go on?” She asks. “We would be here all day.”

his words rolled out of his tongue while his eyes remained glued with hers which caused a shiver inside her heart because only Ezrene knew what he exactly meant by those words of his. “So….,” he turned his head to look at their professor. “I don't know about harming or ruining but obsession holds the power of strengthening a human's any other emotion whether it collides with love, hate or lust. Obsession makes sure that that feeling reaches its destination no matter what became just like Ms. Soler said…” he turned his head to look at Ezrene again. “Obsession doesn't care about the boundaries of right, wrong, moral, immortal, sane, insanity,” Ezrene clenched her palms because she knew his eac

June's pov I couldn’t focus. Not on the onboarding paperwork, not on the low chatter of the other employees, and certainly not on the job I had walked in here desperate to keep. Every thought I had kept circling back to him. The opportunity was everything I needed, and everything I didn’t trust. My fingers tightened around the edge of a file. This wasn’t normal. People like me didn’t get offers like that. Not from men like Blake Grayson. Which meant there was something I wasn’t seeing, something hidden beneath the surface of this strategic partnership.

He stood alone in his office, city lights flickering beyond the glass, chest tight with something that felt dangerously like panic. Who did I marry? The thought landed heavy. Slowly, he turned to his assistant. “Get me everything,” he said. “Sir?” “Every record. Every job. Every skill. Every information you can get your hands on.” His eyes darkened, “I want to know exactly who my wife was.”

“Perfect. My wife. My possession. No one else will ever see you like this. No one else will ever touch you. Only me.” When her body trembled, her voice breaking in a cry, Adrian was on his feet in an instant. He seized her, pulling her down onto the bed, his mouth crushing hers, swallowing every sound. “You belong to me,” he growled against her lips as his body pressed hers into the mattress. “And I’ll make sure you never forget it.” The night spiraled into desperate heat, every thrust, every moan, every breath another mark of his obsession carved into her skin. Jannah’s mind swirled with conflict—fear, shame, guilt, and a dark, forbidden thrill she couldn’t suppress.

“I'll fuck you with this knife until you're bleeding and broken… for me.” That jerk! Why does he find pleasure in seeing Kyle in pain like that? Is he a psychopath or something? But why am I drawn to this? Why am I still watching this, observing Kyle, and stroking myself so frantically, even wishing he bleeds and breaks. And who knows what Maddox's filthy words are doing to me. They're driving me crazy at this point. I rolled my eyes, groaning as I squeezed my leaking dick inside my shorts. “Look at you, taking a knife like a good boy,” Maddox smirked, his other hand gripping Kyle’s small waist.

But, if it is considered as an obsession, then Kyunghee will loudly answer yes, because he is really obsessed with Hana. Suddenly, an image of Hana joking with Haekyo swirled around, dancing in his brain. Although he had been acting indifferent all this time, he was actually quite wary of it. Time and time again her common sense told that everything would be fine, because Hana couldn't possibly be interested in the idiot Lee Haekyo. Seeing how close Hana and Haekyo are, makes he feel scared and worried lately.